curiosity killed the cat

Since I have recently been queried about the existence of my tumblr here is an update:

(Luodong city, Yilan Prefecture, Taiwan)

I’m vehemently irritated about the lack of integration, flexibility, consistency, streamlining, and design in some online systems. When you allow exceptions to the rule you also have to design for them. IT will always be overhyped so long as people fail to make proper use of it.

community centres

Instead of being practised in specialised institutions, esoteric subjects - or simply, things which aren’t deemed practical - in Singapore are taught in community centres. They range from latin to art. It must be rather disheartening for their practitioners, but Singaporeans aren’t stupid. Those who want to seek a bigger stage will do so; for a small nation we are particularly adept at traveling and living around the world. I have friends who feel suffocated back at home; I do, too, but for me it’s really a matter of the grass on the other side. At times I feel like I’m being dry-spun in a washer at home, but I’m not someone who can’t do without the liberal intellectual climes of Europe. Cries of “I’ve always wanted to visit Europe” turn into whispers at the mere change of air. Cities are cities are cities.

Speaking of, chris, I never got the email address of that cute Vietnamese girl we met at the ice cream shop!

a picture tells a thousand words but they could all be lies

I was quite tickled when a friend of mine complained about her flatmate’s absymal cooking skills, because I had seen photos of his culinary creations before and they actually looked pretty good. Goes to show how much you can do with a good camera, good lighting, photoshop, or permutations of the three. So guys and girls, trust only tongue.

hos

and i have some gin and hos

man speaking of hos

they were out of stock at duty free

the outrage

woah

i got some stella artois instead

stella doesnt come close

to the ho awesomeness

woah

didn’t know you were into hos too

well me neither

guess u only find out when u lose them

how much they meant to u

and other emo terms of endearment

we were talking about hoegaarden actually.

CUTE DOG!

Last night we were watching a Chinese drama when a very odd thing happened…

In the middle of a serious scene…the subtitles suddenly shout…

CUTE DOG!

(rewinds, checks again)

Errrr… ?!?

It seems that whoever transcribed the subtitles is a bit of a dog lover and decided to comment on the occupant of a kennel outside the window!

but suddenly in the middle of those tense scenes that huge white dog appears, and out of nowhere bold italic subtitles scream out CUTE DOG!!!!!.

Now who the hell does that? I kept waiting for it to go “OH YEAH! LOOK AT THEM GO!” during the sex scenes or to comment on what’s happening (“THAT DUDE IS UPTIGHT!”/ “OH NO HE DIDN’T!”)… I kept gigling like an idiot throughout the rest of the film.

hmmmmm interestingly THAT never occured to me.

bedtime reading list

- Transformers More Than Meets The Eye Official Guidebook (Vol.1 and 2)

- Plato’s Republic

- Rawl’s A Theory of Justice

- Insight Guide to the Netherlands

- Milan Kundera’s Farewell Waltz

- Camus’s The Plague

Some of these are on loan from NLB and I don’t have enough time to finish them all :( It doesn’t help that I don’t have anything you could remotely call a “bedtime” these days. A Concise Guide to Cocktails almost made it into the list but unfortunately I got distracted by a rosti recipe. 

baileys

The woman told me cannot mix with coke. Said it mixes better with milk. wtf I wanted to I might as well drink milk can.