/// changi

ending up in changi, how like we ended up in schipol.
talking on the phone, looking at AMS departure times. 
you can't say it, can you? but you want to right? hihihihi
and you said it!!! <3

/// subway

I dedicate my Spicy Italian to you. <3

Hihihihi

/// ahhh

/// Makes me so happy. March 2011, Arnhem. ///

/// greetings!

/// big city girl

madami pang pwedeng mangyari!!!

/// j

Awkward I – Ultimate Excuses

don't worry, everything will be okay on sunday.
you just had a little too much too drink that's all. (m, that's so mean!)
it's okay to be scared, but i promise, i promise you, it will be okay.
someone's walking after you, someone won't let you fall into pieces.
it's just not the way it works.
and you still have your mother, no matter what happens.
so, sleep well and wake up with love on sunday.

we die, and we rise again.

/// words of wisdom from a funny and smart man

"A country gets the migrants they deserve, not exactly what they need. If they are not very generous, they most probably get the not-so-good ones."

/// skyscraper

/// friends who can't be here

From Johannes, who found this poem somewhere and sent it to me:

"Move me tonight
through the passing of time, the changing of reason
After those who have left us, our friends who can't be here
Before those who'll join us, the good times we'll have
The trains to hop, the empty pools to ride,
Sunrises to see, and tears to cry.
Move me"

/// on the bus

Memories at Still Road, my mother and I and Band of Horses and a crossing somewhere in Antwerp, we looked for my winter boots. I love her and reminded myself and that I should call her. And that places are places connected altogether like Winterson's Cherry book. Singapore is Antwerp, like Prague is Paris, like Rome is Bilbao, like Stockholm is well... Stockholm is every place and every Where. There's a Dutch house on Siglap road and a Holland Road somewhere on the west coast. You have the best personality ever. Let's go out for beers, will you be my new friend.

/// ontbijt

The Octopus Project – Wet Gold

It's raining outside. I'm thinking of the couch and the TV humming in the morning. Douwe Egberts koffie, De Ruijter on bread, Pindakaas and nestling in the most perfect place in the world. I am with you. I am with you.

/// shake off the leaves

Alamo Race Track – Shake Off the Leaves

Hello from Singapore.
Shake off the leaves it will clear your head/ this room will be our home/ this room will be our home.
I miss our home.
But there is a secret that you told me and I know that it is true.
And someone very close to me was given instructions.
I will hold on to it.