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Rhetoric Room: September 2009
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Sunday, September 27, 2009. Just wanted to say. Memoirs of a self-professed professional jaywalker. Today I had a brush with death - in the form of being nearly knocked into by a cyclist when crossing the short space between the bus stop seat and the bus. And I never even put one foot down on the tar. Labels: mysteries of public transport. Sunday, September 20, 2009. Friday, September 11, 2009. I want to talk about "9" -. Certainly. A warning against ambition and the corrupting force of greed and pow...
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Rhetoric Room: February 2010
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Friday, February 26, 2010. Friday, February 05, 2010. K is for Kafkaesque. MsFickle's Dictionary Guide to Life. Or used to describe an event or activity that seems bizaare, illogical or both. Have you ever had a memory of something occuring which couldn't possibly have? Once, I distinctly remember catching a bus from Suntec (opposite Marina Square, Conrad side) to NUS and feeling a very great sense of satisfaction. Here was a bus that led from the interior swamps of Clementi. So yes. What bus was it?
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Rhetoric Room: December 2009
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Thursday, December 31, 2009. It seemed silly to end the year with a Christmas tree post so here it is, the obligatory last post of the year. As I sit here listening to the wind stirring the wood mobile going . Against the window I don't feel any different. The anticipation hit a long time back. One year ago I was at the PY's watching. The Gods Must be Crazy. A toast to the old and to welcome the new. Thursday, December 24, 2009. It was a good day out today despite the hellish crowd. Thank you. I understa...
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Rhetoric Room: May 2010
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Sunday, May 30, 2010. Jaunt to Japan II. And because I took too many photos and it'll be silly not to share my favourite shots, converted to monochrome so you get to see the silhouettes and contours and lines clearer. Because I am fond of Tokyo in black and white. And the tranquility of temples. [May Lord Buddha watch over me for tomorrow] I am not a believer, but when you stand under eaves that are thicker than a man's waist, and watch the. It's a new day brimming with excitement. Mr Darcy's shameful bo...
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Rhetoric Room: October 2009
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Saturday, October 31, 2009. 1 Ang Mo Kio Fiasco. Out of the goodness and kindness of my soul I attempted to help this nine yr old girl who was crying on the streets outside AMK Hub. Oh the meanness of the Singaporean soul! Else walking up and down the crowded streets even bat an eyelid at her! For good reason it seems. Which, as it turned out did not in fact. We wandered back to another bus stop perpendicular to it (159 bus stop via Sengkang). Which also didn't have the bus. From My heart bled. Once, I p...
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Rhetoric Room: November 2009
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Monday, November 30, 2009. What happend to the turtle at home when there is no one but moi to feed it? Turtle. The one that lives in the toilet. I've never fed it before and it can't go without food for the 3 days my sis and mom are in Malacca. This turtle is a creature which I live with extreme ambivalence and I could draw up a list of all the whys of both feeding and not feeding it. No, Not feed:. 1 It is smelly. 2 It is gross. 4 The dried prawns which I've to feed it with stinks. 5 The tank is gross.
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Rhetoric Room: April 2009
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Wednesday, April 22, 2009. P Fact of the day: Apparently, people with bipolar disorder really like opposing colours, in particular, blue and yellow (in that combination). Vincent van Gogh, whom one art historian mentioned (I can't remember who) really really liked yellow, and incidentally, his most most cherished works, in particular,. Which also goes to show why artists with neither eyesight issues or mental illnesses resort to artificial chemicals to produce the same effect. Monday, April 20, 2009.
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Rhetoric Room: May 2009
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Wednesday, May 06, 2009. Bitter things are the hardest to chew and swallow. But yeah, cut and dried like dead meat as this year tastes like, (no thanks to. I'll just sink my teeth into. I keep telling myself. Treat it as a break. Treat it as a break. Treat it as a break. And then I think. Now what? Three months of debauchery? It'll just add up to the disappointment I feel already. Nothing comes to fruition. It's just as well this would probably blow away since I am too lazy to stay cynical.