Sneaky

I celebrated a friend's birthday at a Japanese restaurant - Goimon at 112 Katong.

We all ordered our meal, but my Japanese friend was hesitating.

He explained that the Japanese words say that the regular set is for ladies, while the large set is for men.


All of us had already ordered the regular set.

Ahhh so cute

Have you ever liked someone...

...in a non-romantic way?

You know this person can never be your lover, but that does not stop you from liking that person so much.

He or she has all your honor, all your respect, and all your support.

You know you there can be no romance between you and the person, but the very confirmation that the two of you cannot be together doesn't turn you away; In fact it actually allows you to become closer to that person.

The friendship is not something sad. People assume that if you like someone, but cannot be romantically involved with the person, your heart will be torn apart by the longing. This is not the case; You don't want to be with the person in a relationship.


You have no desire for the person to be yours.
But you like the person nonetheless, and you don't fear showing it.


Have you ever liked someone like that before?

I have.


Maybe I'm looking at her the way young girls look at their idols.

Probably.

To me, she's like the perfect kind of girl.

But she's just not my type.


I like her nonetheless, and support her for being the kind of girl I wish this world has more of.

I think it's a little unfortunate...

That I can't post as much as I used to on my blog.

It's not that I have less to say; The contrary is true.

It's just that I can't say certain things because this is a public blog.

And people might read into things differently.


How then can I continue being honest on my blog?

Call me maybe... Batman

This is brilliance.

20 years in the making.

This one single image...

Captures 2 of the greatest friendships I've had in my life.

I didn't think it was possible.

A person's home is a mirror to their soul

Thus said Florence when I asked her why she wanted to see my house.

When you see what a person's house is like, you see what the person is like.

But my house might surprise her.


My house is quite messy. My table in particular as in terrible shape; that is if you can see the table beneath the layer of paper work.

Ah but my closets are incredibly well arranged. My shirts are arranged in rainbow order for the coloured ones and black to white for the rest. My books stand in order by genre and size. My cabinets are sorted by categories, all without a single item out of place.

I'm a closet OCD. Literally.


Contrary to most, my house looks terrible on the surface level, but very well kept deeper inside.

But what does that say about me? 

Story of my life

Imagine...

The man who you searched the world for...

Has been so hard to find...

Because he was searching the world for you.