Much has transpired since the last time I logged in an entry. I have had the unhealthiest cravings on most days, and horror of horrors, succumbing to them on most days. So along a new weight goal and some unwarranted gain on my part, I’m a whopping 13.4kg away from ideal. Utopia is far and distant.
firstkings8's Life List
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1. Finish a year of LDR in good faith and still be strong together at the end of it.
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2. Watch all the Oscar winners for Best Picture.
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3. Drink and make good tea.
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4. Work in a central bank.
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5. Meet up with Novella on the 15th of every month!
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6. Finish the first testament.
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7. Personalise a still-life frame
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8. Perfect my crawl.
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9. Be a Mozart on the piano
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10. Share Jesus
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11. Write Haikus on Fridays
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12. Read the complete works of Oscar Wilde
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13. Finally donate blood
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14. Do my dad proud.
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15. Finish Alan Greenspan's book
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16. Write essays. Meaningful essays.
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17. Learn Tennis
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18. Read all the Pulitzer-prize winners for Drama since the 1990s.
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19. Be really good friends with Spontaneousness.
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20. Cook for Mom and Dad
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21. Win something deservingly.
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22. Learn about the different religions.
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23. Become ridiculously positive.
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24. Complete a Marathon.
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25. Graduate from Smith
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26. Publish a book.
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27. Weigh ideally
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28. First class.
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29. Be Fluent in French
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30. Be Fluent in Spanish
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31. Go on a Missions trip
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How I did it: Traveled on the cheapest possible way; slept in airports and did expensive day tours... but all with a person I really enjoy the company of, so it went awesomely well. Read how I did it…
How I did it: The gentleman at the hair salon was an absolute legend, he took an hour to run through my options and spent a proportionately longer time carrying out what he was paid to do. Read how I did it…
This is the lovely St. James’ Park. One of the numerous Monday mornings when there seemed nothing but dread, biting loneliness, and the nosedive from a weekend high on the long walk away from Victoria Station towards the Treasury.
I’ll miss Kuah brightening the gloomiest matter up, perking me up, lifting me high.
Fluctuating figures say as much as an the jagged silence on the lunch table today with QQ.
Dad got mad today because I didn’t want to travel all the way to Malaysia just for a dinner (gasp!) with my uncles. I feel pretty bad, but mostly indignant. I feel I shouldn’t have to be obliged. I feel I can decide what I want to do on a still, uninspiring Thursday night.
Ill dietary discipline yesterday, but somewhat warranted because it’s a yearly pilgrimage that Novella and I make each year to Kentucky’s. And I can’t possibly break that tradition, given I also very much value the little time I have with her.

