Dublin Days (Part 2)

I woke up at 5am the next day with a stiff and sore back. After the relentless walking in Dublin on my first day, I was determined not to make the same mistake again.

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Dublin Days (Part 1)

Just one month earlier I was in Ireland, in the Emerald Isle, and it was an amazing, scary, exhilarating, breathtaking experience. Scary in parts, because I was travelling alone, one lone Asian girl very very far away from home. Exhilarating, because Ireland is amazingly beautiful and breathtaking. And let’s not forget the numerous pubs, friendly Irish people, and (way too many) sheep!

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The City of Falling Angels

I always had a fascination for the city of Venice. When I think about Venice, I think about Gothic architecture, masquerades and masks, elaborate palazzos and grand palaces, romance and tragedy.

And I am sure you would have your own impression of Venice too – it’s after all one of the most iconic tourist spots in the world.

In October last year I finally had a chance to visit… I really really loved it.

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All Roads Lead To Rome

In the interest of documenting my Italy and London holiday, I have revived this very irregularly updated blog. I was lazy and thought maybe I should just not write any blog entries at all, but I would like to have something to remember 10, 15 years down the road when I reminisce about all the countries I have been to. And it would be very hard to remember what happened on the trip, what were the significance of the places I visited, if I only had FB photos to rely on.

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The Lengths

Tell me what you were thinkin’,
To treat somebody so,
The care he took,
The lengths to which he’d go.

Shadow Days

I really haven’t updated this blog for the longest time. There’s a fair bit of entries that I have to put up, but before I do that, maybe just a brief update. It is a little personal, and I made it vague because reasonz, but here goes.

For the longest time, almost two years, I was a total mess emotionally over some issues. I was functional and I did not appear sad most of the time; I was still the same old me when I was out with friends. But it was a constant thought in my mind, a constant thing that brought me down, and it affected me far worse than it ought to. Endless nights. Depressing thoughts and what-ifs that kept haunting me.

In late 2012, I took a break to distance myself from the shit. I stopped going out with my friends, except for a few close ones. I deleted my Facebook. I started running more than I usually did. I spent a lot of time helping out during my company’s events, more than I should. I spent a lot of time alone, read a lot.

It was hell but I would not say it was bad for me. Even though it was one of my most depressing periods in my brief, 24-year life… I learnt to let go of a lot of small stuff, picked up guitar again, made new friends, realised how much my friends cared for me, and improved myself. I hope, anyway.

I’m much better now. With distance comes perspective and detachment. Eventually, I even reached a resolution. And I have not felt this free for two years. 🙂

It takes the bad to appreciate the good, and I have learnt to be grateful for the friends I have, the wonderful people I am surrounded with, how lucky I truly am. I have a family that’s one of the sweetest I know. I have friends whom I know will always get my back. I have wonderful colleagues.

I know it sounds damn corny and it sounds like I am one of those super irritating hyper happy people. Which isn’t true – I get irritated at the smallest of things and the things I am insecure about can wreck me up for days. But I have learnt to appreciate things that are going well.

So if you have been a part of my life, thank you, for making me the way I am today. You may have made my day better in one way or another and I may not mention it, you may not know it, but you did.

Can I stay this positive forever? I’m not sure. One of my deepest fears is that I will be back in the same pit I was in those two years. But I will do my utmost not to backslide into that shithole again. Another one of my fears is that I will lose what I am grateful for. That I have no control over, so I just want all my family and friends to know that I love them, and I treasure my time with them… 🙂


Hard times have helped me see
I’m a good man with a good heart
Had a tough time, got a rough start
But I finally learned to let it go

Now I’m right here and I’m right now
And I’m open knowing somehow
That my shadow days are over
My shadow days are over now


So overdue but here goes! Image heavy yo.

Went to Vietnam with my aunt from 19 Oct – 27 Oct. It’s been three months since and my memory’s bad, so this is just roughly what we did and went, not the whole itinerary.

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I was a fairly voracious reader when I was younger. I used to go through books like a sick person go through tissue.

Then, as usual, I grew up and grew busier, picked up bad habits like not returning library books on time and thus incurring fines and thus avoiding borrowing books to avoid paying the fines and thus stopped reading as often as I did. There’s also portability – I usually forget to bring books with me when I go out, so I can’t read them when I am waiting for someone, or queuing, or taking the train. In fact I believe that I wouldn’t be able to finish reading long-ish sagas at my age now, compared to when I was younger. It’s one of the reasons I do not want to pick up Game of Thrones; because I’m pretty sure I won’t be able to finish them.

But I still love reading and I’ve always made resolutions to read more often. I’ve wanted to buy a ebook reader for a while now, because I thought that the convenience of it would spur me to read more.

And thus I bought the Kindle 4 this week.

I had a lot of misgivings about buying a Kindle. For one, the price. Secondly, it’s a lot of hassle buying books from Amazon when you are from Singapore. Gift cards and US-based addresses and whatnot. (Thankfully found a solution around it…. hehehe). Thirdly, the practical side of me keeps saying, if you are going to blow money on a mobile reader, you might as well get an iPad or some other mobile notepad shit that can read books and play games and run other apps. Why buy a device that just allows you to read?

Those arguments are valid but I bought it anyway… I’m not sure why but maybe the bookworm in me just wants some new fangled toy to play with.

So far I loveeee it!

I bought Kindle on Saturday afternoon. By Saturday night I’ve finished reading Warm Bodiesa book I’ve wanted to read for a while but they didn’t have it in the library. I also started reading A Short History of Nearly Everythingwhich is kinda deep and thought-provoking, so I read it in little bits (yea I tend to read multiple books at once… probably that’s why I can’t finish reading books). Today is Sunday, and I’ve finished reading I Am Legend and World War Z (although that probably doesn’t count because I’d read WWZ before; so today was just picking out my favourite parts and rereading them). I have also found tons and tons of other ebooks and I cannot wait to start on them omgwtfbbq.

(If you know the titles I have just named, you will probably notice that most of them are from one particular genre. Hehehehehhee. I am so bloody predictable).

Maybe it’s just me being excited about my Kindle. Maybe in a month’s time I will toss the Kindle to one side and go back to not reading regularly. But I love it so far. I love the matte screen, how it feels as if I am reading from a book instead of reading from a screen. I love the convenience of being able to lug it into the toilet and wherever I go. I love the long battery life. I hope this Kindle will last me a while!