Of Friendship

I finally had a glimpse of what friendship really meant.

The trust, the vulnerability. The gravity of the situation took a while to sink in. I'm very humbled and flattered to be trusted on that level. It's one of the rare times in my life that I felt proud of the decisions that I've made.

Thank you friend. Perhaps you thought it was for you, but it meant a lot to me.

Human Slug

I'm rolling in bed 4 hours after waking because I don't feel like getting up. I'm a human slug.

Should I move back to Singapore?

I have been living in North America for the past 10 years.  Should I move back to Singapore?

People in Singapore are dying to get out.  But I can't imagine myself being based in North America for the long run.

Urgh my life.

Purin's first Chinese New Year parade

We moved to an apartment where we can watch the Chinese New Year parade from our balcony-that's-really-just-a-window.  It's rather shiok to not have to squeeze with the crazy crowd downstairs and can still enjoy the festivities (although watching from my window prevents me from getting any freebies / balloons / random things).

Purin seems rather happy to watch the parade from the apartment!! 

To a huat huat New Year! 

Chinese New Year Musings

I'm now waiting for a friend in a Chinese restaurant on lunar new year's eve. I'm debating whether I should move back to Singapore. My life here seems empty despite the seeming privilege of living in one of the greatest cities in the world (NYC). It all seems so pointless.

Granted, moving back will make me more aware of social comparisons and no one really needs me to be in Singapore (I'm going back for my own sanity). Pragmatic me tells me to stay for the experience and makes me question why I'm giving up something others greatly desire.

My friend finally arrives and now I'm home after dinner and randomly wandering around NYC on Thursday night.  My head is not clear despite the freezing cold air.  Happy CNY to myself.

Purin wears a festive red ribbon

Happy Chinese New Year!  Sirotan is peeking out from the back.  My animals are hilarious.

Another year

I was scanning through my blog posts and came across this.  I wrote it 6 years ago when I was 22 and feeling weary of life.  Now I'm 28 and I am extremely weary of life.  I just defended my darn degree yesterday so I somehow managed to crawl out of that shit hole.  Now it's on to the real world and real responsibilities.

I went for an interview today and the firm was trying to convince me it is a great place.  I tragically disagree.  I can't imagine myself being happy with a undergrad salary with less than inspiring people.  Other crappy things in my life.  I clogged the toilet (but managed to fix it) and the oven guy didn't come after taking weeks to arrange this appointment.

Urgh my life.

Homemade Bandung

I made this with soya milk, sugar, and bandung. OF likes it. I find it repulsive.

Fluffy peonies

Tortoise with Hat!

Look at what I found on my terribly messy desk! 

Fluffy Peonies

New Marshmallow

Shirokuma has a new friend!

5 years on

I found some old pictures in my thumb drive.  I can't believe it has been 5 years since I moved to NYC.  Here is an unglam photo of my old friend, Sirotan. 

Balloons

When OF brings back balloons from work.

Ugly Basket

I weaved an ugly basket from some leftover plant thing I found in V day flowers. Haha. I have no life.

Pink cheeks

Funny little Purin

Purin with an atas ribbon!

New friend

Shirokuma from Sumikko Gurashi collection.

Happy puppy

My Lunch