Parting is such sweet sorrow…

… That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
For four years now, leaving Singapore is infinitely worse than saying farewell to Sydney.

Get it out of my system

It was so surreal and almost make-believe that I discounted the fact that it actually happened. And just like that, my ‘date with destiny’ came and went.

How more hardcore fans remain satisfied with such a short-lived encounter I can never fathom. I, too, quietly gasped when he made his appearance; laughed harder than necessary at his antics; [...]

All my bags are packed…

… You know the rest.
Travelling to the United States requires an unhealthy amount of kiasu-planning:

I have researched the addresses of certain Hollywood Stars on the Walk of Fame; everyone else I will leave to coincidence.
Paper and a camera will be my constant companions – I want to be prepared when I see Lindsay Lohan or [...]

Three’s a crowd

Only when we want to take a group picture.
Per contra, the encountered risks of spending time with BP and GB:

They always, always gang up against me.
Their pet names repulse my nonpartisan view on public displays of affection.
Their intimate knowledge of each other makes me feel inadequate.
I overeat.
I lose sleep due to extensive Photoshopping of our [...]

Home is where the heart is

Coming out of an eight-hour flight and arriving at midnight, I was already knackered. A shower and much-needed shuteye – simple things to ask for, but things rarely turn out as planned. Instead, Vanessa, Christopher and I stayed up and talked… All night.
Needless to say, I was a walking zombie completely comatose on my first day in [...]