As you can tell from the date of the previous post, this blog is dead, sacrificed to the gods of adulthood and social media. While I decide whether to cremate the body or to send it to a taxidermist, I thought I’d write a quick note for the benefit of maybe two people who are wondering where I went.
I’m mostly on Instagram these days. I post outfit shots, travel photos, and occasional pictures of sleeping cats. Feel free to follow me, if you’re into those sorts of things.
I’m also still on Tumblr, where I reblog other people’s drawings and photos with the hope that they’ll someday inspire me to create my own stuff again. Sad but true.
That’s it then. If you have any ideas on what to do with a dead blog, let me know.
I jumped on the Project 365 bandwagon two weeks ago, which was only about, oh, a billion years too late. It would have been neater to wait until the beginning of 2012, but I thought it best to start now, now, now! or I might never get around to doing it.
I decided to post my photos daily on the virtual junk drawer that is my Tumblr blog, then sift through the crap and share only my favorites here. These are the non-crap from weeks 1–2:
Day 3: This building near our office looks just like a Pantone color chart.
Day 8: Long meetings mean drinking loads of caffeine and doodling during breaks. Or better yet, doodling over-caffeinated cats on one’s tea cup.
Day 12: Vietnamese baguette, coconut cake and plum soda for dinner.
This is a page from my doodle journal where I gush about one of my favorite novels of all time, Richard Adam’s Watership Down. Here’s what I wrote in case you can’t decipher my handwriting:
Although I’ve never had or want to have one as a pet, rabbits will always have a special place in my heart because of Watership Down.
That’s a classic right there! My parents all but forced me to read it when I was 8 years old, but the copy they gave me was moth eaten and brown with age—not exactly appealing to the average second grader. I saw it again at a bookstore when I was in high school, and the rest, as they like to say, was history.
I recommend it to everyone, even if I get the strangest looks when I say that it’s about the secret lives of rabbits. So far I’ve managed to convert only one person to the “Lapine” side. It’s their loss! Long live the warren!
I regretted not taking the book with me when I moved to Singapore, so I’ll make sure to grab it from my old bedroom the next time I visit my parents in Manila. I did find another copy at a thrift store two years ago, the same edition that my parents first tried to make me read, but I passed it to a coworker in the hopes that she would fall in love with it, too.
Care to share your favorite book?
I spent Saturday afternoon eating and (window) shopping on Arab Street and Haji Lane, two of my favorite places in Singapore, with my friend Chrissa.
My company used to rent a studio office in that neighborhood right above a jazz lounge, which was one of our first stops for the day. I just had to take a photo for old time’s sake. I can’t think of many places in Singapore where my lurid dress could blend right into the background.
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I own very few rings, and all of them fall on the quirky side. Just the way I like them. Here are some of my favorites.
The moment I saw these rings on Asos, I knew I had to have them. You’re supposed to stack them on one finger, so it looks like the wolf is walking in the woods. How whimsically charming is that? They should add a bunny ring to the set, so the wolf will have something to snack on when it gets hungry from all that walking.
This faceted crystal ring was a gift from my mom. I love how sparkly it is and how it’s shaped like a crescent moon. My mom says that it’s supposed to fend off negative energy. Maybe that’s why they made it so big, to make it bitch-proof.
This silver question mark ring was another online purchase. I need one in the shape of an exclamation point, so I can stack them on my middle finger and whip them out on those inevitable WTF moments.