Tag Archives: Livejournal

at the end of the day, Oct 2007

As you start to encounter more people, it gets harder to watch everything you say or do, easier to give the wrong impression, and wrong information travels faster than anything else. You can’t talk to every single person, you can’t … Continue reading

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me past self, on the past, oct 08

From time to time I like to think about the past. How it tells a story, and how it becomes a part of who we are. And perhaps more important than what happened is perspective; how we look at it … Continue reading

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wanting to write memoirs, feb 2010

For quite some time now- perhaps since I read The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls and thought about Subhas Anandan, Socrates (The unexamined life is not worth living!), Lee Kuan Yew as well- I have been wanting to write the … Continue reading

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on clubbing, Dec 2009

I’ve been in clubs before, but mostly to watch or play live music. I first caught Ronin when they played at Zouk. I’ve personally played at Arena, the old Butter Factory, DXO and a couple of other places here and … Continue reading

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on purpose, dec 2009

(the following entry is a lot of rambling and needs editing. read at your own peril.) Life is like a massive RPG. It is well and truly free-roam; there is no central storyline or clear plot. There is no certainty … Continue reading

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self doubt, jan 2010

I try to comment on as many people’s livejournals and blogs as I can, even if I don’t really know them nearly as well as I wish I did. It heartens me every time somebody leaves a comment on something … Continue reading

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the arc and the tower, feb 2010

Here’s an analogy for you. Imagine a beautiful arc of stones, held in place by the relationship between the individual components. (I apologize for not actually being able to explain it- I am no physicist. Perhaps I should read up … Continue reading

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