May 2012
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April 2012
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This is the poem of the air,
Slowly in silent syllables recorded;
This...
– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, from “Snow-flakes” (via the-final-sentence)
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February 2012
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Unphotographed: Licking Arce →
I regret that I don’t have a close-up photo of me holding a cone of ice cream and taking a long, leisurely lick of Arce.
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January 2012
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Playlist: Philippines 2011
Club Can’t Handle Me by Flo Rida (ft David Guetta)
Give Me Everything by Pitbull (ft Ne-Yo, Afrojack, Nayer)
We Found Love by Rihanna (ft Calvin Harris)
Price Tag by Jessie J (ft B.o.B.)
Super Bass by Nicki Minaj
Moves Like Jagger by Maroon 5 (ft Christina Aguilera)
Higher by Taio (ft Kylie Minogue)
Firework by Katy Perry
More by Usher
Coming Home by Diddy
Someone Like You by...
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December 2011
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A fiery new year
Today I lived my wish to usher in the new year watching the sky showered with fire while waves lap at my feet.
But there are no pictures. It’s a long story.
It did happen, though. I hope this means that 2012 is the year of wishes coming true.
Happy new year to you. I hope 2012 fills you with dreams.
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The tabo report: Kuala Lumpur, city of the...
I debated whether or not to bring a tabo to Malaysia. In the end, southern comforts prevailed and I packed the kids’ tabo. What? It’s for them, too!
Our first experience of Malaysian toilets wasn’t exactly promising. As soon as we landed at KLA, I took one of the girls to the public toilet and we passed several doors of the squat-to-pee kind. My heart sank until we reached the first stall with...
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On travelling with kids
One of the problems when travelling with kids is that it becomes very difficult to discover the soul of whatever place you’re visiting. Children constrain movement, and every experience is prefixed with safety precautions and punctuated with ailments and emergencies ranging from the distasteful smell of the sewers to having to ‘do a great big poo’.
The first time we went for a walk outside, I...
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Grief
A few days ago, I lost someone who played a huge role in my childhood. We
weren’t the closest of friends, and my impact on his life was probably less
than his on mine, but my teen years would not have been the same without
him. He was my first and longest teenage crush, my debut escort, my year 12
formal partner. We danced tinikling together and went Christmas carolling
with friends. I...
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Left behind →
A good friend passed away this morning. We’re a bit devastated.
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November 2011
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October 2011
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Some things never leave a person:
scent of the hair of one you love,
the...
– Li-Young Lee, from ‘Persimmons’ (via ahuntersheart)
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Marriage
When eating the chocolate you meant to share with him is a form of rebellion.
(And OMG they were fantastic chocolates.)