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I’m biased. Anything with Marion Cotillard in it immediately raises the film a notch in my critical eye. But this independent, local-centric Belgian movie is truly a rare display of excellent acting and the delicate treatment of employment post-depression. Continue reading
I recently went to a conference with my fiancé – one of those social affairs where everyone is given a name tag and you’re expected to mix and mingle with the crowd. An awkward moment with a stranger got me thinking… Continue reading
All your acting / Your thin disguise / All your perfectly delivered lines / They don’t fool me / You’ve been lonely / Too long
Our image of romantic love evolves. I used to want the all encompassing, drama-filled, crazy can’t-live-without-you love. As I got older Continue reading
Geographically, this is what my current readership looks like.
I’m not a power blogger, I don’t have many followers, but that’s ok. 
Why are Hong Kong students on the streets? Why aren’t university students and high-schoolers attending classes, and instead studying on make-shift tables on the once busy streets of Hong Kong? Why are they camping out on tram tracks and bus routes instead of sleeping at home? A lot of them 15 to 18 year olds. The best time of their lives. A time for learning, choosing their majors, going out with friends. What are they doing hogging the streets and disrupting quotidian life? Continue reading
A dear friend of mine, Kimberly, just broke up with her boyfriend recently. It was hard to see her cry. She smiled and was strong when recounting her story, but the underlying hurt was still there, raw and undulating. In a brief moment while she looked out the window, the emotions emerged and the tears gushed a drop at a time. Continue reading
I often argue with my fiancé about guy-guy friendships versus girl-girl friendships. He thinks guys are simpler and more straightforward. Have a beer, play some ball, and everything’s fine again. Girls on the other hand, cat-fight, get jealous, and are generally prone to a lot more back-handed competition. That’s his point of view. Being generally protective of my own gender and to tone down his swelling ego as being part of the ‘cooler’ male sex, I rebutted. Not true. It’s not a sex thing, it’s a personality thing. People can get along fine, be good friends, as long as their personalities mesh.
My point may have been made for the sake of argument. Truth is, I can’t help but feel that girl-girl friendships are indeed more complicated than the guy-guy friendships I know. Continue reading
Pixie Dust Beach 