Sunday, January 30, 2011

1214.

Sola sola sola fide!

1213.

"We shall be saved by fish fillet only." ~ Papa

1212.

Two bottles of nuts for two precious mothers.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

1211.

"Life is squeezing between two big cars and thanking God for a lot." ~ Totoro

1210.

I must be quite a larky girl.

1209.

A tiny green donkey in a little circle.

1208.

She said hello to the space between them.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

1207.

She decided that she should put herself through their own wishful-
thinking 6 year SEL course, beginning with self-control.

1206.

Drained. Need a drink. Need a nap.

1205.

Her mother was right -- it did go click clack clackity clack clack.

1204.

She felt neither brave nor true nor right; she distrusted herself intensely and knew that it was simply one decision in a chain of other scummy ones.

1203.

Everything had a little sadness in it: tau huay in a bowl, breakwaters at Phillip island, even a visit to kinokuniya. In all these little things, she knew that she had been loved, and that it was in the midst of passing away.

1202.

Because she was reminded of breakwaters, she decided that she would cycle to East Coast Park in the evening.

1201.

Flotsam and Jetsam -- riffraff twins.

1200.

1200 is ten times 120 and oddly enough, exactly five years and 11 months from a man and his sister-in-law standing on the breakwaters watching and waving at the planes flying in.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

1199.

A mole and a scar.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

1198.

And suddenly it's a brand new pen!

1197.

Pit stop to get water, change cartridge, poop, return stationery.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

1196.

They bickered like children and made the other ask their father.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

1195.

Salvation worthy above all ode thank o how sweet Jin jia ho! beautiful

1194.

She hummed eight songs in one afternoon.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

1193.

And public buses.

1192.

Back to crying in public restaurants.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

1191.

The story of my life, scattered all over the place. (Okri, Tales of Freedom)

1190.

She was bright-faced and smiling first thing in the morning. It made her friend's day instantaneously better.

1189.

The children were hungry.  She needed to do her part to keep them fed.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

1188.

She gave up and played the guitar instead.

1187.

Boy with pants half unzipped, explaining why he was late.

1186.

The ground was wet with rain. The cat sat on top of the electrical box
with her feet tucked underneath her body.

Monday, January 10, 2011

1185.

The two students had an intense conversation about whether media was one-way or two-way.

Sunday, January 09, 2011

1184.

The forerunner of whispery voices.

1183.

Fruits need to be grown.

Friday, January 07, 2011

1182.

In addition to the macabre missing girls who ended up being served as
meat, she also dreamt that her friend made her cry.

1181.

Script-reader -- they never did put that in the job scope. 

1180.

She was quite taken by the bald, Cantonese-speaking Tung Lok chef.

Thursday, January 06, 2011

1179.

A small little whispery voice.

Tuesday, January 04, 2011

1178.

"Hello! I'm Spongebob!  Hello! I'm Patrick!" 
"看车看车!"

Monday, January 03, 2011

1177.

Her teacher taught her never to use the word "nice"--too vague! he
said, but she continued to use it precisely for that reason.

Sunday, January 02, 2011

1176.

1175.

Like a tree planted by streams of water.

1174.

Fireworks at the stroke of midnight.

1173.

Dog and girl. (2006, Labrador Park, Singapore)

1172.

Reclaiming her dead life.

1171.

The Muslim man sat cross-legged in front of a wall by Nagoya Mall,
Batam and played a strange tune on an upright violin.

1170.

She fell in love with a man with a huge wart on his nose.

1169.

Not the speed, but the destination.

Saturday, January 01, 2011

1168.

Touched by the hands of random strangers.

1167.

On her knees, the little girl chased the marble in between the racks
of clothes.