janvier 2012
7 billets
Solo potato
No need to settle for less. No need to wail about those who were scared or stupid or plain shitty. No need to withhold judgment, because I too am entitled to judge. In sum it was reaffirming and even revelationary. But more importantly it was everything it should have been: easy, fun happy and hot. Can I get an encore do you want more more more more more
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Moving into hall accommodation: notes to self
I AM EMINENTLY GULLIBLE and possess no bullshit detector to speak of. Some things never change. Such as feeling like the archetypical square peg For the record, I attempted to assume the archetypical heartless bitch mantle but I really don’t have what it takes. Note to self: make secret bones. Overt bones will set you up for the classic feedback loop. ETA. To be read in context of...
Jan 10
FACEPALM, ILL OMEN FOR HALL LIVIN'
Chirpy Girl: Hi! No lessons today?
Me: Yep! You have [lessons] now?
Chirpy Girl: Yeah. *pulls sadface™*
Me: Aw. So what do you have?
Chirpy Girl: Er...lessons?
Me: ...
Me: Okay bye
Chirpy Girl: *exits lift with great excitement* Bye!!
Jan 10
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bittersweet / you'll be the death of me
They are where we were two years ago. We’re a hundred years old. We’re gonna have to look for jobs next year. yay! Soon we will be productive economic units in society. We will bleed you for our time and our lives and our eyes. On the other hand I still feel like I have reams and realms of stuff I have to painfully learn about before I can assume this mantle of Grown Upness.
Jan 8
Jan 8
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décembre 2011
25 billets
christmas, an atheist's dilemma
It’s the end of the year. For others, Christmas is ritual, food and family. (The folks spend theirs in front of the telly watching leggy Korean clones prance and coo in perfect unison.) I haven’t decided whether it should mean anything. And if so, what. I spent it with my grandma this year, and had the terrifying revelation that her mind and body are both beginning to splinter....
Déc 26
Note to self: mambo is always a mistake
Never go to Zouk on a Wednesday. It doesn’t matter who you’re with: Mambo is DISGUSTING. A platoon of strange boys will mysteriously appear immediately behind you. They will encircle you with military precision. Your friends and the strange boys will proceed to ignore each other steadfastly for several hours.  YOU WILL FIND THIS REPRESSED TENSION TOECURLINGLY WEIRD. Your friends will...
Déc 24
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Déc 24
Ironies
Sitting in some cafe with Hitchens in my lap while desperately chirpy Christmas carols play in the background Said sitting in cafe was induced by the neighbours’ raucous chanting party. They kneel facing an exquisitely crafted cupboard and they repeat 7 syllables in a roaring sort of monotone for a few hours. Afterwards they sip tea and talk about how chanting has helped them in their...
Déc 20
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Déc 17
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Shallow and distracted by the flesh
Very inspired by the A&F abs. Humiliating polaroids currently on FB placing my increasingly puffy face in sharp contrast with model mofo’s laser-cut body. FML I am going to attempt to acquire some on my own person by 1 Jan 2012. WOOOHOOOOOO
Déc 17
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“It is an error, a nonsensical act of violence, to concentrate on the here and...”
– Pascal Mercier against “living in the here and now”. In Kinokuniya making inappropriate happy noises at random shelves.
Déc 17
List, organized per ascending frilliness
Internship’s nearly over. It’s been a great ride. It has challenged the jaded-lawyer stereotypes we’ve all been fed and fear ourselves being fed to. The brilliant and the winners of the bell curve may fear nothing, and probably look forward to being the top…bottom feeders. Everyone agrees that the Golden Age of lawyering in Singapore has been laid to rest, what with the...
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Déc 12
Currently allergic to human contact.
Everything is grating. The bloodcurdling shrieks of small children. Rich expats being rich. Singaporeans pretending to be expats.  Singaporeans being inane. Foreign workers eyeing each other up. Foreign workers eyeing you up like banned candy. The depressing realization that I connect with such a minuscule slice of the surrounding humanity. Also, the impending announcement of the grades.  I...
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Learn a programming language. Get some seedy extra-law job. Get some seedy law job. Get some six pack abs. Plan summer 2012 trippin’. Back to the muay Thai fold? Internshippin’ for the first time in a year; damn these lawyers are crazy + passionate. When Gang Of Four sing, “The problem of leisure: what to do for pleasure”, I can no longer nod my head to the...
Déc 5
the angst of being between dress sizes. (possibly...
I considered the following positions: My body is expensive. Time for some made-to-measure work skirts. And WORK THOSE SKIRTS (god. sorry. that was so bad.) I finally fill out a size 8! Hawt. Oh wait. Gotta persuade some minions to crawl around on the floor in case I drop stuff. Which is all the time. Attempt to lose 1/4” off my butt. AND compromise some of my dearest morals, i.e....
Déc 4
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“You take my money When I’m in need”
– Tee+flipflop dude crooning tenderly, if shrilly, to his tee+flipflop wifey. Tampines Mall. I might have whipped around, might have flared some nostrils, but the couple just stared at me in the standard Y U HOLD UP MALL TRAFFIC manner, and held each other’s hand defiantly. God I really...
Déc 4
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Déc 4
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an unseeable start to a gorgeous morning
Gasping, sweaty male astride a bicycle, cycling shirt flapping in the wind, revealing… …a white unitard, with a plunging scoop neckline to the navel. It was oddly pearlescent (unclear if due to sweat or fabric). His slick pasty face conveyed pure suffering. His spandex-riddled pro-cyclist getup and spindly-wheeled bicycle conveyed pure pretentiousness. Painfully, slowly, he pedalled...
Déc 4
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novembre 2011
19 billets
Nov 28
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“I don’t enjoy other people - it’s a secret a lot of people don’t know which is I...”
– Amy Poehler
Nov 28
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two firsts: Groupon + Bikram yoga
Tomorrow, I may hurt like a motherfucker But DAMN do I feel like a limbered-up badass today ETA: I do not hurtttttttt; on the contrary still feel like a bag of happy beans
Nov 28
“…so scurvie, vile, base, and unsavourie, that it is nothing but...”
– Rabelais referring to poor Accursius’s gloss on the original civil law books. Clearly he disapproves. The above label also applies to the (largely unread) mountain of CLT readings. But also, thank you, accursed readings. The exam was a great opportunity to insult all the writers. I think...
Nov 28
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Nov 22
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Nov 22
Nov 22
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That Power by Childish Gambino
Read More (this is beautiful.)
Nov 20
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Nov 15
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Ecouter Take Care | Drake with Rihanna Any song that...
Nov 15
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Nov 8
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