the luxury of colliding landscapes

I spent the last few hours writing chinese characters and now I am seeing double. I swear, the price of learning chinese is ruined eyesight. A lot of frustration. Tearing out of hair. Random bursts of violent temper.
Someone went back to brazil and brought back a suitcase of havaianas, just as mine are dying. [...]

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i hope the days come easy and the moments pass slow

courtesy of galadarling.com
Just what I needed to see. =)

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fools rush in where angels fear to tread

A grace-in-the-small-things-post.
1. Nice cab drivers.
2. Cheap beer.
3. Clean sheets
4. Maid service, even if they do wake me up at 9 am.
5. Room 423, even if the bed is crap.
6. Thirty ringgit full body massages.
7. Random conversations in dark corridors about freud and the unconscious.
8. Being amused at how terribly hungover he is right now.
9. Sitting [...]

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this post sucks so much i wanted to delete it except that then i would have to write it and hate it all over again.

There is no drama in my life.
No backstabbing friends, no scandalous gossip, no cause for teary outbursts whatsoever.
Plus, I’ve pretty much gotten over the whole slit-my-wrists-and-bury-me-tomorrow phase.
I spend my days in chinese class and my nights watching movies in my room with the-guy-who-gets-upset-because-i-refuse-to-acknowledge-that-its-a-relationship.
The take-out man recognises my phone number and rings [...]

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being alone doesn’t mean that you’re free….so come with me…

One night in Shanghai we got drunk and the cab took a wrong turn. Forty-five minutes later he dropped us off outside the hotel, the sky turning a pale, milky shade of blue, prelude to a dawn.
Later, I lay awake and listened as the city came to life, minute by minute. I thought about the [...]

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