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There’s stepping out of your comfort zone and growing, and then there’s just being untrue to what actually brings you fulfillment. People do a lot of things disingenuously, but start your morning off respecting yourself and your day will follow that trajectory, too. – Thought catalog

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Do you ever get those days where all you feel like doing is just scribble – not necessarily legible words or scrawly pictures, but just, scribbles. You think for a moment that this could be a good way to improve your signature but then you realise that every scribble comes out different. Pretty, but different.

It is as if words are not enough or take too long to express the intensity of the wave of emotions you are swimming in. Strangely though, you can’t place a finger on what exactly it is that you are feeling, and so you keep on scribbling and scribbling till all that you are left with is a page full of your emotions, right there on a page.

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Impromptu korean barbecue session featuring war of the worlds-esque fume suckers (whatevs, I still left smelling like a piece of marinated grilled pork belly), and a non-alcoholic nightcap at Sarnies. Oh the pains of driving.

To think that I just saw Grace and Reuel a day before this bbq (even though it felt like forever) – kind of strange thinking about the luxury of how we used to see each other every day in the past, all bleary eyed at the parade square during morning assembly, ecstatic and bulgy eyed during recess (flying down the stairs very strategically to beat the nasi padang queue is hard work ok), and then highly distracted after school studying together, or just going for a bubble tea.

Right now our lives seem to be like money plants: always growing (albeit paradoxically towards a stagnation, or regression, as we slowly start to die ), and occasionally meeting and entangling in each other’s lives.
Google doesn’t say much about the lifespan of a money plant, but one thing that’s for sure is that with much proper care, sunlight and water, the money plant will live for a long, long time.

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Way too much food this long weekend, from waffles to truffle fries at Dempsey last night, to cheese and crackling roast pork today at Pasarbella (p.s. Dutch Colony Co. at Pasarbella has really, really good coffee, almost as good as the one I had at Little Bean Blue in Melbourne!)

Still trying to wrap my head around the fact that Reuel can drive and that he drove us today (albeit with a lot of swerves and a slightly uncomfortable -for me at least- speed of 95km/h).

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Byproducts of long weekend baking binge. If they look decent to you : they aren’t.  They’re bad. I think they’re ok but my family doesn’t but that’s what that matters after all because it’s never about you; it’s always about what others think.

Frustrated, disappointed, confused, and most of all, in a dilemma as to what to do with them (I think it’s a tad bit suspicious if I were to dump the whole lot on my neighbour, no?)

25 People On The One Thing They Wish They Knew At 25

Originally posted on Thought Catalog:

Over the past few weeks, I’ve been asking friends, followers, and family to tell me the one thing they wish they knew at 25 (an age I will personally be turning in five days). Here, some of the wisdom they shared with me.

1. Patti, 51

“You should move to the big city, but there are ‘big cities’ other than New York. You can get the urban experience in a lot of different places, for a lot less money.”

2. John, 34

“Just because you’re young does not mean you have no value in the work place. A lot of people are going to treat you like you’re lucky to have a job, and maybe at first you are, but if you do things well you should be ready to ask for things.”

3. Karen, 45

“Let the little arguments with friends go. Yes, they hurt your feelings, but it…

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I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re doing something. So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make new mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or that it isn’t perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life. Whatever it is that you’re scared of doing, do it. Make your mistakes, next year and forever. 

- Neil Gaiman

Vibrant eyes

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Christ and Marilyn Monroe - Dali

Dali exhibition after work either puts you to sleep, or perks you up (the latter for me because it was great looking at something interesting apart from microsoft word all day long).
Also met a random Spaniard at the gallery and talked about horses, women, and finally, chasing your dreams (his is to become an actor in London).

In other news, pretty much only just discovered that Friday is a public holiday – blargh to being stuck in Sg but yay to more kitchen-messing-up time!