Category: My life
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carcassonne & citadel
When I get a 3-day-off, I’m catching the next flight to Paris. After being home for 2 whole days, it’s too hot and stuffy. Perks of being sick consists of reading in bed all day and night. I’m barely three-quarters through the 700-page novel, and already am a newly converted Kate Mosse fan. Kate Mosse’s…
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New Delhi ’13
Gastroenteritis and colitis diagnosed this afternoon, Doctor at Raffles Hospital granted me 2 days of medical leave. Nevertheless still really loved New Delhi, especially the food (oh the bane of my ever weakening digestive system). To think I used to have awesome gastrointestinal power… Anyway, here’s The Westin Gurgaon, New Delhi! 🙂 Outdoor swimming complex!…
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a drop of dew on a flower
So on one of the toughest sectors ever, the cutest infant smiles at me, grabs my little pinkie, cuddles it against her cheek, and my heart melts completely at her strawberry sized feet. Suddenly I don’t mind running from Singapore to New Delhi & back, because the strangest, most unexpected gratitude like this, makes everything,…
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Viktoria Jean
Chopping off my waist-length hair is probably the best decision I’ve made in a while; & with it comes an even stronger impulse for a complete overhaul. Hello World! (because Krispy tells me to write Viktoria with a K and it does look better) Did something else on impulse this morning, details of which will…
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curtain call
It shouldn’t come as a surprise that at the end of my university life, I actually do miss it a whole freaking lot. As I fret over which gown size I should order, or how big my head is so that I can get the right mortarboard etc… I’m transported to the days where I…
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borne back ceaselessly into the past
“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby Just…what did I feel about The Great Gatsby? Much Hollywood grandiose, and pop-culture commercialisation…
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Auckland May 2013
We had a longer staycation in the capital of New Zealand where the sun sets at 5 late afternoon and it’s comfortably cold without needing heavy coats. Some visual simulation of Auckland’s big city sophistication as captured from my lenses… here we go!
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sun sea sand and palm trees
Checked my flight this morning, I’m heading to Maldives tomorrow!! Yes please! What more can I ask for 🙂
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please call me no more
Here I am chanting to myself “please do not call me up to fly on Sunday I wish to lie in bed re-reading Murakami.” (whose new fictional release I have yet to get my hands on…because it’s yet untranslated) Also, my bed has me chained in shackles by my ankles and wrists and just won’t…
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credo ut intelligam
credo ut intelligam I believe so that I may understand “This is an important lesson to remember when you’re having a bad day, a bad month, or a shitty year. Things will change: you won’t feel this way forever. And anyway, sometimes the hardest lessons to learn are the ones your soul needs most.…
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parva leves capiunt animas
parva leves capiunt animas (latin) Small things occupy light minds. When I signed up to fly I merely wanted to see the world in all its vast glory, I hadn’t expected to see slummage, rampant poverty, and man-made destruction. Dishearteningly these are happening so close to home. Made attempts to carry pieces of the destination home…
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hotel mulia senayan May’13
One night in Jakarta without setting foot proper in the capital is a pity, but I was sincerely too sleepy from jet lag and screwed-up cyclical body rhythms to get up from the comfortable bed. Here’s to the apparition that is me, that is not quite there in Jakarta. Hugeass room, just me and one…
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the best memories
The best memories remain when the worst are forgotten. None is as great a peacemaker as time, that simmers sharp pangs to a dull ache of the heart and wipes all slates clean when the pain comes to pass. The best memories upholds the smile when the tears are gone. A gunshot with its reverberations inadvertently…
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Haneda Tokyo – May ’13
Raiding the local supermarkets is a no-go action in Japan! So well-stocked such that the food&beverage galore is every Japan-enthusiast’s worst nightmare… you’ll wanna cram the entire store into your baggage home.
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Perth – May’13
Aye aye captain, mission accomplished over the South Atlantic Ocean. Agent Yujin reporting, Over and out! Out in the city of Perth aiming my camera at random and snapping the most mundane shots while sourcing out cafes in the area. A very mind-clearing journey on foot, I have to say. Australia has got some hidden…
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another world, another lifetime
“Thomas Edison’s last words were ‘It’s very beautiful over there’. I don’t know where there is, but I believe it’s somewhere, and I hope it’s beautiful.” ― John Green, Looking for Alaska What you regard as beautiful is bizarre to some, perhaps your world doesn’t belong in their lifetime. xoxo
Viktoria Jean 