While making Bak Kut Teh (trial!) and Glee’s Songbird played in the living room, a sudden memory of a friend fleeted through my mind. He was about to get married soon and he was beating himself up about not being enough of a casanova for his future wife. We were reflecting on the crazy romantic…
Category: Jolene’s theories
A Letter To The Sixteen Year Old Me
Dear 16 Year Old Me, just thought you might like to know what has happened for you for the next eight years of your life. You don’t have to cry after the modern maths trial paper thinking that if modern maths was shit, add maths would just  bury you alive. You don’t have to walk…
Finally.
I know this comes as stale news.. but tomorrow is a big day for us. 🙂 We are moving the first of our things into our very first rented apartment together. My pots and pans and textbooks will go first. Only that alone has taken up the whole car!! @.@ Might have to use the…
On A Day When We Felt Jaded
Someone and I were having a conversation on gtalk about how we feel about work. Although a professional, he feels small in the entire organization and feels like he is doing factory work day in day out. I tell him that I am no better, sometimes I feel like a cobbler. Fixing, making, cleaning. Maybe…