My 29th.

I've grown to be really sporadic about my internet presence. But in any case, I decided to pop-by again.

I recently took a trip out of Singapore. It has been a full year since I last travelled and yes, I do not travel as often as I wish I did for... reasons.

I have to admit I was point-blank tired during my trip because I did not get much good sleep two weeks before it and also at many points during the trip itself. But I still enjoyed my time out all in all. That quick sojourn was so rejuvenating, it made everything worth it.

Just yesterday, I collected my developed photos and fell so badly in love again - with capturing moments and colours. I was toying with the idea but have now firmly decided I will start planning trips around set location of films, mtvs, whatever. Within Singapore, I will also start doing personal photowalks to capture moments of the city that I love. It makes me happy just to walk around a place for an hour, with my $5 film camera, and literally point-and-shoot everything I want to remember. (Please never let me lose my sense of sight.)

At the end of my year being 29, I want to look back in my 20s and remember it all as being this beautiful.

And this post will mark the start of me putting together the pieces.

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Where does leftover love go?

I wrote this a good 8 years back. I always believed I was a very different person back then. Similar foundation but with that dreaminess and naivety of a 21 year old, and I have not grown some beliefs that I now hold on to. So this was a little different from my usual self from back then, so I thought I should put it here, but with quotation marks just cause:

"you know i might have mentioned this before but i have been thinking: what happens to the feelings when you break up with someone and then eventually move on?

do they just melt away or do they stay around? if the feelings just melt away, is it then a process of unloving? how then does someone learn to love and unlove and then love? how does someone learn to switch between the processes better than others? some people think that those who move on quickly are those who never truly loved. i think not. firstly, 'quick' is purely subject. secondly, i think there are those people who put their heart and soul into each relationship and when it doesn't work, it just doesn't for them. for them, there isn't a need to cry your lungs out for months on end and wear black mourning clothes everyday. i know about these kind of people because i know.

back to the topic on hand, if the feelings stay on, how then do you learn to move on? is it because you learn to become immune the feelings, much like a flu virus? and when you get together with someone else, it is another kind of a flu virus which you are not immune to yet? somewhat similar yet different? is that why some couples lose that passions years into their relationship? because they are also starting to get immune to the 'virus'? or is it cause the new person can create feelings in you that overwhelms the feelings for the old one? are the feelings you have for the new person the same or different to that for the old one?

why do people have to search for their other halves? why does it comes so naturally sometimes, yet it is so hard at others? why can't people just hit bullseye right away, skipping all the unnecessary pain and heartache you will laugh at years after? if you say it is so that you will learn to appreciate the right one after all the wrong ones, i think it is completely fallacious statement. essentially, life does not end after happily ever after. i think it is the process of being together that you learn to appreciate your partner, what happens before that doesn't matter. (why should it? an ex is called an ex for a reason.)"

Fragrance exploration at Chanel Beauty MBS

I always liked the scent of Bulgarian rose; Roses never meant anything romantic to me, I am drawn to their visually stunning petals in full bloom and in love with the subtle sweet scent of the Bulgarian rose and I learnt in time to come, the May rose. I thought that was all to it. But yesterday, I had someone dig into my memory bank, asking me to think further about why I love that scent. Then I remembered; the gently alluring scent of my grandmother's body gel at her house when I was over on weekends, the sweet smell in the air as I pillow-fought with my cousins while jumping on her huge bed, they were all the soft nectar-like scent of Bulgarian roses. My granny was very grounded and humble but she always had this certain refinement in her ways. That was what I always thought beauty should be like. I am glad to have unearthed this memory of her and my childhood. It is incredibly beautiful and romantic to look at your favourite scents in this way and I am thankful I live in a time where I can enjoy this little indulgence. Take some time today to think about your favourite scents and what they mean to you too.