Popagandhi

In the spirit of the meme.

My ex is still an important part of my life.

Maybe I should start running again. I can’t believe I used to have an athlete’s tan and abs.

I love looking for the greatest things in all the hardest places. I will travel any distance to get to food that will blow my mind, take a bus then a train then a minivan then a boat then a songtaew to get to the loveliest beach. I’m starting to think I love the process of finding more than the things themselves.

I don�t understand why we have to suffer for the bad technology decisions made by institutions and organizations.

I lose my footing a lot. I keep getting into accidents which no one else seem to have.

People say I’m putting on more weight than I ever have in my life. They’d be right. I tired of being skinny.

Love is love. We do it no justice by putting it into boxes because we don’t understand it. I decided to stop trying, and to try it as it is, with no additives. It’s an approach that I can highly recommend.

Somewhere, someone hates me. I don’t blame her.

â��I will always love youâ�� is not something I like to hear. It always seemed a prelude to loving always never and never always. It’s my least favourite bit, I much prefer “I have always loved you” and “I am still”.

Forever is the time between now and when it ends.

I never want to know I don’t have because I didn’t try.

I think the current US President an ASSHOLE.

When I wake up in the morning I usually start by having dinner.

My past was once described as “who needs to watch The L Word when I have you?”

I get annoyed when people compose emails using nothing but uncompressed image files created with Microsoft Picture Editor, then mass mail it to the school population. Haven’t they heard of normal text?

Parties are for showing face and getting out of immediately.

My dog is licking my toe at this moment.

My cat has fallen asleep without calling, again.

Kisses are the best when they happen when you wake up with her on your left side.

Tomorrow, I have no choice but to actually start packing.

I really want to eat at The French Laundry.

I have low tolerance for people who think they’re so hippie and backpacker, come to Asia and can’t stop complaining about the toilets or the pollution, and won’t lift their noses up from the Lonely Planet.