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7 things this week

Just the urge to blog a few things.

1) I realise that Caucasian men seem to look better as they age. Why oh why. Hugh Grant. Hugh Jackman. Mr Shuester. Brad Pitt. And yeah, some other people. Like perhaps some of the professors in school, hmm.

2) But I like boys too.


Andrew Garfield! Ok technically, he's 27, but very boyish look! If you're wondering where I found him, he stars in Social Networking! Awesome show with quirks here and there. He might star in Spiderman 3D in 2012.


3) Rainy weather = nostalgic! When I was in Paris, it kept raining cats and dogs, and somehow I seem to associate rain to Paris, not in a bad way though, in a good way because I love how rain gives you chills and forces you to keep yourself warm and snuggle. And when I thought of Paris, I thought of Endless Love by Mariah Carey. Amazing how we can associate unrelated things. But yes, I'm feeling nostalgic, and feeling all so good now listening to Mr Shuester's version of Endless Love (with rachel).

4) Does not like social loafing.

5) Went to Singapore Association of the Virtually Handicapped today with the rest of MNO groupmates and my heart goes out to them. The media focuses so much on the other kinds of disabilities and diseases that I think the blind are often under-reported of its severity. Although there's some truth to the fact that such a disability is less severe than others, can you imagine life in darkness? You can only imagine how the world looks like. We learnt how braille works and boy, it was difficult! There are different kinds of permutations comprising of 6 dots, hmm. And each pattern represents a letter. It's amazing how their sense of touch is so gooood to compensate for their (partial/full) loss of vision. Spoke to some of the visually impaired today and they were really nice. I like people who appreciate the simplest things in life.

6) Love spontaneous late-night movies :D

7) I love turtles! I finally saw the turtles at Queenstown's Macs for Ruiqi's sunset 21st! :D (sidenote: happy advanced birthday babe!). Afterall, I was a turtle ambassador back in pj, please don't laugh haha!

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