Just a little adieu (albeit just a momentary one) to J, who is jetting off back to UK. I'm glad for the happiness that has embraced ur life so warmly again. Really happy to have shared so many fun, crazy, philosophical and poignant moments this hols. Shall catcha in March. Wonder if u teared at the airport *smile* Shall hafta get an account from Noir, post disney channel marathon. heheh.
posted by MrTan @ 3:47 PM
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Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed- interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit- crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?
Buffets!
The Line @ Shangri La
Spice Brasserie @ Plaza Parkroyal
Aquamarine @ Marina Mandarin
Carousel @ Royal Plaza On Scotts
Cafebiz @ Traders
Olive Tree @ Hotel InterContinentalp>
Dinner pour deux
Cliff @ The Beaufort
Oosh @ Dempsey
Pier Eleven @ Marina South
Garibaldi @ Purvis Street
The Sun with Moon Japanese Dining & Cafe @ Chijmes
Desserts ooh la la!
Outback Steakhouse @ Millenia Walk
Trattoria Lafiandra @ Prinsep
Swiss Baeckerei @ Frankel
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J: Thanks MrTan for the great Dec 2004! I believe it was the best Dec I ever spent, greatly surpassing even happy Decs before - because it was so challenging!
At the airport, I didnt even shed a tear, unlike 8-9 previous departures. No clingy goodbyes, no "i don't want to leave" whiny business, but a really strong and resolute "I'll see you in July" goodbye. In the 19 hours of travel, I don't recall a single moment of apprehension.
I never imagined to possess the ability to achieve this level of steadiness EVER, and I subscribe to the belief "what doesn't kill you can only make you stronger". Also, it helps that you all have given me a lot a lot of support, even a boyfriend cannot compare against it.
Hee. Ok enough for today, the baby in the pix is very cute!
:)
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