There is never enough storage space.
Ikea boxes, trunks, racks, and shelves aside,
I still struggle to find room for new hobbies, old bedside lamps, and hair accessories.
Instead, these things are strewn all over my room. It doesn't even feel like my room.
Five months in the apartment, and I still haven't hung up the clock or changed the curtains like I said I would.
Oh well. Too late now.
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I've been coughing so much and so hard
That my head hurts.
I've been listening so hard for so long
That my lips have sealed themselves.
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Compassion is the sexiest quality in a person.
Forget confidence, veiny forearms, humour, and Paul Smith shirts. (Erm... ok, these are yummy too)
We're talking patting strays, helping moms with strollers on escalators (in some cultures this is normal behaviour; in Singapore, it's a rare treat), feeling real empathy for your mate who has just been dumped (instead of shoving a beer in his face and making a joke about his puppy-dog disposition to the boys).
These things may seem like such pedestrian actions, but you'll be surprised how few people extend basic human decency beyond self-beneficial lines.
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It's Friday and guess what there is to do tonight...
Damn straight. I've waited one whole month.
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