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Man, it's been a long night, just sitting here trying not to look back

I'm so lost. I don't know. Some photos from my last week of July. I think. Or maybe it's not. I'm losing track of time.

I can spend the whole day in Kinokuniya. Though I have this unspoken loyalty for Borders. Why? I don't know. @Bugis Junction



White Chocolate pudding! I really do love it. Starbucks will for a long time remind me of the time they had their one-for-one Java Chip offer, and I was tip-toeing, trying to catch a glimpse of the barista at work. It's so interesting! Not to mention she was super nice and started chit-chatting with me :D For the hour long subway dinner in the dark, talking about anything and everything, enthralled by stories that were really in fact about mundane lives. 



Strictly Pancakes is so so good. It's the only place where I don't eat like a glutton, because their portions are so filling and so sinfully rich that I can never finish one serving. @Prinsep St

I've been craving Strictly Pancakes forever! Finally got the chance when I caught up with Joewie who miraculously did not die in Russia. Applaud. The craziest friend I have or will ever have, I suspect.



Roast Chicken from Poulèt. With mushroom and cream sauce. @Vivocity

Hmm I don't know. It's not bad. But I couldn't stomach anything else for hours after this meal. Cream sauce and I do not go well together. The braised chicken is better, and I'd pick Saveur any day over this. 

It's one of those days when the ghosts of horrible feelings past come haunting. Just remembering the horrors of the lows during the limbo period and the aftermath is enough for me to want to wish the worst of wishes. Camp. Hong Kong. Dream. 


Man, it's been a long day, stuck thinking 'bout it driving on the freeway - Sad, Maroon 5
Clearly I have a tendency to write when I'm feeling down. This maroon 5 song is a fuel for sadness. I miss their ballads so much. They make beautiful sappy ballads. Think: Songs about Jane. Will the mass pop market please shift their tastes back there and stop feeding the dubstep mania or whatever ?!

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