I’ve been biting my tongue, lips, hair, nails, elbows*, trying not to mention this for a while now. For fear of unavoidable, irretrievable, unforgivable toe-stepping. But sometimes, just sometimes, treading my tattered kitten heels on certain toes seems to be so appealing, so selfishly satisfying, that I can barely hold it down much longer. So [...]
Archive for August, 2008
The Double X
Posted in Heart, tagged emotional, ex partners, past relationships, relationships on Thursday, 28 August 2008 | 4 Comments »
My simple dream
Posted in Health, Myself, tagged dance, dance studio, freestyle dance, movement, space on Thursday, 28 August 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Well, one of them, anyway. That is to have a super large room, maybe 10m by 7m, with just ordinary timber floor. What for, you ask? So I can put some music on and dance to my heart’s desire, what else? I’ll jump, leap, hop, skip, twist, turn, bend, stretch, pirouette, cartwheel (not that I [...]
So. Has it gone?
Posted in Heart, tagged memories, relationship, repressed memory on Tuesday, 26 August 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Dissolved?
Evaporated?
Or has it only been buried so deep in the folds of my subconscious, that no amount of poking and prodding and excavating could get down to it? And how did it sink all the way down to the bottom like that, if it wasn’t for my shoving it there in the first place? Forcibly, [...]
“I’m not chicken,” says she, “chirp chirp.”
Posted in Random, tagged cold, winter on Saturday, 23 August 2008 | 2 Comments »
Courage is to run out in the 5 degree cold when it’s pouring rain, scantily clad (in your bikini), and jump in the pool that’s not even 25 degrees.
But exceptional courage is to step out of your hot shower, every night in mid winter!
brr brr…
~icy~
Happy Birthday my baby!
Posted in Family, tagged birthday, m', sisters on Thursday, 21 August 2008 | 3 Comments »
My baby sister turned… a certain number of years today.
I miss the time when she was learning how to walk. There’s this particular image I’m having in mind, of one afternoon in Hanoi when she wobbled from the cupboard into my open arms, her chubby little legs marching uneven steps. Back and forth she went. [...]
Next time you check, I’ll be a potato.
Posted in Myself, Random, Vietnamese, tagged Journey to the West, phim, Tây Du Ký, tuổi thơ on Tuesday, 19 August 2008 | 4 Comments »
A couch one, that is. Because all of a sudden I had this urge to watch “Journey to the West” and relive my childhood memories. Many of them included my siblings and I sitting transfixed in front of the TV, absolutely mesmerised by the adventures of that handsome monk and his followers. And because the [...]
Grown-up comics
Posted in Language, tagged Audrey Niffenegger, books, graphic novels, library, Marjane Satrapi, Persepolis 2: The Story of a Return, Persepolis: The Story of a Childhood, picture books, The Adventuress, The Three Incestuous Sisters on Thursday, 14 August 2008 | 3 Comments »
For the last few weeks I was stuck for what to read, despite having about 12 unread books on my shelves. (Do not panic, I’m not throwing money around, they were all rescued from dusty cases at the very back of several op shops.) Unbearable frustration is when after flipping through the first 10 pages [...]
It’s all about me, me, me.
Posted in Myself, tagged being mature, growing older, haircut, hairstyle on Monday, 11 August 2008 | 2 Comments »
Most of the time I like to write about other folks. But sometimes there’s this need, this urge, this unmanageable impulse to just yak on about, wait till you hear it… myself. Hehe. Today’s one of those times.
The thing is, I got a new haircut yesterday. One I shouldn’t have had. One that came out [...]
Note to self: Songs NOT to be played in public
Posted in Music, tagged Music, songs on Saturday, 9 August 2008 | Leave a Comment »
In particular, not at the shop. No matter how much you’re obsessed with them and are just itching to belt along at the top of your lungs. No matter how cool they sound, pumped all the way up in the car, or at a party, or for those times when you feel like dancing around [...]