i think i may have found the perfect bowl of bak chor mee today. at the coffeeshop at the end of circular road, the special $3 mee sua. i poured in an entire dinky little sauce holder full of vinegar - shiokness.

however - it might not really have been perfect? because it isn't really bak chor mee unless it's yellow noodles. you think?

but then i also realised something else - perhaps when you're with the right person, that bowl of bak chor mee you're having will always be perfect.

my vegetarian pizza from al dente on valentines day. it was really good.

photos are up!! rather grainy though because they're ripped from quen's flickr site.

taken after the annual chinese new year lunch at jon's place. it's not chinese new year if we don't go to his house and eat all manner of nice things. of course i'll still say grace with you guys.

taken after breakfast at bukit timah market last thursday. quen was on leave - he only ORDs in april poor guy. i think i look. . . glowy. ian we're going to make you hang out more with us.

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yesterday i sat in the courtyard at raffles place, after wiping off rainwater with my subway napkin. and i ate a toasted cold cut trio and an 80 cent chilean nectarine from this fruit shop and i felt happy to be alive. glad that my mother taught me early on how to choose nectarines. must be soft.

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anyhow. i think i'm not going for equity lecture today because all thw does is read from his slides. . . even though i do think he's pretty hot. gotta do my public law tutorial.

because i had approximately three hours of sleep (i think it was nearer two) i decided to make myself a cup of milo for energy - no caffeine!!! - and i made it from scratch because the 3-in-1 version, no matter that it tastes really good, is chock full of sugar. which led me to decide that from now on, every saturday, i shall try to make it a point to bait my father, simply because it's just too funny.

apparently, last saturday, the following conversation transpired between my parents. . .
father: so what shall i do for lukas' birthday, anything special, seeing as i'm his only father?
mother: of course you're his only father. saying 'only father' is redundant.

i mean duh right. one son only has one father as such, bar stepfathers.

but i think my conversations with him are the best.

me: daddy!! i don't want to drink my milo, it's lumpy!! (such are the perils of making milo from scratch. somehow there are all these little browny-white lumps. and i hate the taste of milk, i've got to find a good ratio)
father: take off your glasses and drink lor. that way you won't be able to see the lumps. that's what i do. . . if you can't see it, it isn't there.

?!?!!!!

today i decided not to imbibe any caffeine. slightly more than two full mugs of strong tea a day since the holidays began (marks and sparks assam!) do not a happy chloe's heart make. of course this didn't bode very well for my assignment but my heart was okay with it. it was nice being able to sleep properly in the afternoon without waking up every so often because your heart's beating so fast, and i really thank God for the rain.

alas, i think i'm going to have to brew myself some tea tonight. we'll see.