Christmas meant nothing this year. For most part, I wish I wasn't aware of it's existence.But whatever, for what it's worth, Merry Christmas to the rest of you non-grinches and have a happ(ier) New Year. I'll be back in 4 days time.

Oh! darling

Last Sunday at Canele and Esplanade. I remembered feeling quite crummy at the start as I had been unwillfully dragged out from the comforts of my room but I put myself through it for jupjup...jup...jupjup. jupjupjupjup. This is addictive. jup.

Set me free, leave me be, I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity

I've finally clicked 1 'SUBMIT' button. Now, maybe just 2 more to go. My teeth feels funny cause of the weird metal bits in it. Suddenly things are set into motion and I'm slowly moving along with the spinning rotation that have been eluding me for the past year. It's been there all this while, I just had to step up to it.

When the bro came along on one of my work trips to GZ&HK;
Eating at this HK restaurant was the highlight of the trip, apart from reaching back home.

So effin good.

This is what this trip turned him into.

Don't be fooled, he was just looking at the pictures, hah.

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Everyone who has experienced my work trips understands why it isn't a vacation even though we are overseas. It's hard because people who has never gone on one think I'm so lucky to be able to "travel" for work so I shouldn't have anything to complain about but it's actually rather draining. When I get back, I feel all out of sorts, and I would go on a "cleansing" rampage to get myself back to my normal state of body and mind. I've also come to associate the spot on my bed beside my lamp as being back home again, the spot where I can be the most at ease with myself. This is the spot that I miss the most when I am away cause when I am away, I can't exist fully as I only exist for my work. That's the part that drains me and that's the part that has to be felt before understanding why my work isn't the holiday package that it seems.

I got all the forms filled up, the documents uploaded and my personal statement that is shamelessly trying to sell my non-talents copied and pasted onto the 300 word space and all I have to do now is click 'submit' but I haven't. Just what am I waiting for??? A G6? (wow not funny)