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Saturday pre-noon in London
I'm sitting at the old mahogany-varnished desk with the rickety drawers and a big pile of files underneath which I frequently stub my toes on, if they're not in the furry pink Hello Kitty slippers my mom bought me. Not a sound to be heard outside save for the steady pitter patter of raindrops on a tin roof and the occasional heavy-breathing pigeon ( Read more... ) -
Procrastination, my middle name
Hello! I leave for Hanoi tomorrow morning but I don't like packing, so I shall make a list because I like making lists better ( Read more... ) -
D'oh.
I still haven't figured out what the best way to keep myself jet lag-free is, always think I'm doing okay on the first morning when I drag myself out of bed at 8am but then it's all downhill from there. My jet lag doesn't even make sense, if you ask me. I woke up at the equivalent of 8pm in the UK this morning... and all I could think of was 'I ( Read more... ) -
One year short of a quarter century
I don't know what it is about this year, perhaps the fact that it may well be the last time that I spend my birthday in the UK, but I've been feeling rather melancholic about turning 24. Sitting on the number 8 from Liverpool St this evening after dinner and drinks in Shoreditch, my hands felt empty without the big brown paper bag containing a ( Read more... ) -
Time fries, gotta ketchup?
I think I've suddenly realised I'm not actually all that young anymore. Like Yimin pointed out, I can't say things like, "I hope to --- before the age of 30." because man it's really not that far away at all. I feel an overwhelming need to travel more, learn more, feel more than I've done for the last years of my life because life IS short. It ( Read more... ) -
Exams in three days...
POOWILLYBUMFART!!!
(Heehee.)
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And while we're at it...
This is a very cool resource which maps out writers based on whom their readers are most likely to read as well.
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Lose.
Okay I am so trailing in the coolest present giver stakes now. After staggering home from a long afternoon at Henley-on-Thames and the mad decision to wait half an hour for a table at Four Seasons despite it being 10pm, there was a pretty sweet parcel waiting for me at home containing these:
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