February 2012
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The things they never teach you in school.
(That you only learn in the painful and proverbial ‘real world’.)
1. That when all is done and dusted, the only people who really matter are the ones who will be with you when you have nothing. When you are nothing. In those precious heady moments of praise from an editor or the delicious glee of a first paycheck (in a long time), it’s easy to lose yourself. Don’t.
2. In...
January 2012
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One month. (Time has been spread so thin.)
(Almost there.)
It was the same feeling of not-quite-discomfort that wafted around when I was about one month in to exchange in Taiwan. That strange notion of in-between time, when looking back is already too distant to recall, but there is so much more ahead before normalcy resumes, so you don’t even dare to think too far ahead into the future. Knowing that you had best learn to love this...
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Note to Self
Dear Current Self,
I hope this note finds you well. There are a just a couple of things I would like to bring to your attention.
Firstly, please stop going on Twitter, even if it is just to check up on the tweets of your friends, and even if it is only once or twice a week. You manage the office twitter account and have no inclination to ever log into your own while at work, so there is no...
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My Twitter Journey
I own a tee from Threadless which says “Twitter is the messaging system we never knew we needed until we had it” in blue curved font. Underneath is a tiny bird, better known as the Twitter icon.
I first started out on Twitter in freshman year, just like many of my WKWSCI peers. What began as part of an assignment for the introductory module COM201 turned into a growing fascination...
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Snippets: The Laundry Shop
February 2011
Our landlady, a mother of two who had daughters studying overseas as well, had been kind enough to rent us The Mansion for five months rather than the minimum one year that was typical of housing contracts. What she had failed to mention, however, was that the dryer located in our sliver of a backyard had not worked since her last tenant.
We lived out of our suitcases for the first...
December 2011
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Such a good (lazy) Christmas, and so much to be thankful for.
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Have yourself a Merry little Christmas
Sometimes (I act like this is in reference to general events but it’s really tonight) the hardest truths to hear are also the most unexpected.
Hindsight is the clearest and most difficult vision of all.
There is no redeeming factor for this post, only the way I take things harder than I ever should because I always believe I should have known better.
So hang a shining star upon the...
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Junior Year
Fraught with change (progress?) and difficult lessons to learn, academically and otherwise. Evidently time and tide have marked a shift in dynamics this semester and I am not used to not keeping up. Will be glad to get away from it all and embark on these plans that have kept me going since forever. I hope the people who are important to me know I can never sum up their worth in a turn of phrase....
November 2011
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Please don’t fall apart.
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“If you make your choices alone, how can I trust you?”
– Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End | (via quote-book)
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& my running feet could fly.
Had intended for today to be productive, instead it was all sorts of gloriously spontaneous, and while I hardly got any work done and finals loom large a week away, I’m glad I’m trying to live instead of exist and treat myself a bit better. Because when I look back in the end, it will always be the times I lived and loved that will be recounted with joy and mirth, not the hours I...
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On sleepless roads the sleepless go. (Taking...
It’s been a trying semester, in every sense of the word. Emotionally, physically, academically, the return to NTU has worn away some of the post-exchange lustre I had returned with. Still, in many ways, I’m proud of what I did this sem. Of keeping faith, and keeping the fight. I’ve worked fucking hard in every conceivable manner and in many ways I’m proud of my efforts....
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I’ve lived enough semesters to know that these nights staying up late revisiting a slice of my youth are not going to change a thing about the state of my academic unproductivity. Nostalgia is a dangerous drug, especially when there is everything to miss about everything gone by, and nothing to love about this moment.
(Remember where you came from.) To get through tonight.
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“Don’t ask for guarantees. And don’t look to be saved in any one thing, person,...”
– Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
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“The girls are crying and the boys are masturbating.”
– Amanda Palmer
October 2011
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“When we hold each other, in the darkness, it doesn’t make the darkness go away....”
– Neil Gaiman (via quotewhore)
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So many ups and downs in a given day. But I told myself I would quit whining on twitter. More productivity & less self-doubt WOULD BE REALLY HELPFUL CLARA THANKS.
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Snippets: Hey Gorgeous (Part 3)
It was the last night of the Hualien trip and all of us were at various stages of our pre-bedtime rituals. I was curled up on the hostel floor at the foot of my bunk bed, slathering moisturiser onto freshly showered skin. It had been a lazy day spent at the hot springs and a ranch, and the plan was to sleep early in order to wake up and catch the 6am train back to Hsinchu.
But you know what they...
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Dig deep
It’s that time of semester again, when everyone stumbles blearily out of the recess-week haze. When deadlines loom larger than the vibrance that university life promised, and every day is a battle to a not-quite-there-yet. The WKWSCI benches are never empty, filled with a steady stream of faces drawn with accumulated fatigue, dark circles pooling beneath listless eyes,...
“I disconnect the telephone to keep the outside world in it’s correct place.”
– Tell-All, Chuck Palahniuk (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“Deep down, everyone wants to believe they can be hardcore. But being hardcore...”
– Grey’s Anatomy (via beautiful-quotes) (via wildeaurora)
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Recess
Over the past few days I was so certain that this has been the worst recess week in two years of university life. But tonight it’s late and quiet except for my gold-tinted nails tapping away at my keyboard and my current earworm, a heartrending cover of Adele’s Someone Like You by two relatively obscure youtube singers, on loop. And I can no longer find it in myself to feel any more...
September 2011
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“I wonder why I don’t go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow,...”
– Sylvia Plath (via casimirpulaskiday)
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COM417
Today: The culmination of too many work-soaked weekdays in a given recess week. I should have a nap but my thoughts demand relentless attention. Fatigue, as demonstrated by the past few days, grows in exponential increments. Funny how I had an awesome first half of the sem until right before midterm break rolled around. Fighting the morning crowd to get to school today amidst glorious weather that...
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Something to believe in
Thursday night; start of recess week. I haven’t been so tired in a long time and this exhaustion is simultaneously welcome and abhorred. Because I guess this is how school is supposed to feel and I’ve had it way too easy since 2010 ended. As much as I never feel like I live up to my own expectations, the few adrenalin-fueled moments that come by in a day are enough because at the very...
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“Before you get somewhere, it’s hard to take seriously the idea that it...”
– Megan K. Stack
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“In a perfect perfect world you could fuck people without giving them a piece of...”
– Neil Gaiman
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August 2011
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Bend and not break
There comes a point in every journalist’s career when they inevitably butt heads with buttheads (aka PR personnel/senior writers/even their own editors) who seek to censor their work and make them pay appropriate heed to the “correct” agenda. This despite any amount of pride the journalist in question has poured into their writing.
Much has been said about the media climate in...
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July 2011
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WKWSCIFOC '11
In the year that transpired between WKWSCIFOC ‘10 and now I forgot how beautiful it is to be subsumed into a convulsing horde of cheering, shouting masses and to throw oneself, completely and fearlessly, into the moment. But watching (with much pride) the newly-minted sophomores all grown up and running the camp, living and loving every second of it, reminded me why Wee do this again year...
June 2011
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May 2011
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On GE2011
This could have made it onto facebook, in one of the many notes that emblazoned my newsfeed every morning throughout the past two weeks or so leading up to Singapore’s General Elections. Garnered the requisite fifteen likes, a slew of comments and always some debate or controversy.
But I was never the politics girl; the current affairs girl; and it always seemed much easier to spend my...
April 2011
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