in the end,


i'll lose anyway.

hold my hand


walk with me
through it all.

don't run away.

world gone mad


cyclone in myanmar,
earthquakes in taiwan and china,
tornado in mississippi,
wildfires in florida.

tens and thousands of people dead,
millions lost, homeless and helpless.

in the straits times, a photo of a family of four,
their bloated bodies tied together,
floating in the pyapon river.

it's so terribly sad.

-----
dad's back from shanghai for a week
so he missed the quake (thank god).
spent an evening with him when i flew over last week
and it's nice having dinner together,
visiting his apartment, taking polaroid shots,
exchanging dumplings and ducklings,
having a drink at my hotel's bar,
and talking about everything under the sun.

i love my deedee.

-----
ten hours in hong kong and a sleepless night
half spent partying in azure and volar in lan kwai fong
with edmund and newfound friends,
followed by time spent with him.

stolen moments that i wish
would last forever.

-----
drove past paya lebar methodist girls' school last night
and saw on their building their motto
"look up, lift up".

couldn't stop laughing.

paris je t'aime


the ride there was rough,
no thanks to an awful chief
who made life difficult for all of us,
but we survived and rewarded ourselves more than amply.

it's been more than a year and a half
but paris hasn't changed one bit.
the food's still scrumptious,
the eiffel's still standing,
and shopping, oh, the shopping! *faints*

first up, the arc de triomphe and the eiffel:




i couldn't give the crepes a miss:


when in paris, do as the parisians do.
so i bought a baguette
and strode back to the hotel
happily armed with the stick of crispy-on-the-outside,
soft-on-the-inside goodness.

next up, shopping!!!
champs-élysées and a long, boring stop at louis vuitton;
baguette from pomme de pain
that finally chased away the hunger pangs;
macarons and pâtisseries from ladurée;
train to galeries lafayette and chanel(!),
then achy breaky long walk to rue de faubourg saint-honoré
and its vicinity for chanel (again) and miu miu(!);
ending with dinner near the hotel
of buttery escargots, tender duck breast and refreshing sorbet.


i splurged on a chanel classic flap bag
and a miu miu leather coffer bag
that made a huge dent in my bank account
but lightened my heart and brought on a cheshire grin.
it was retail therapy at its best.

a girl has gotta give herself a treat (or two) every now and then (",)