Fairytale of Hong Kong

Scenario One: How Ike was supposed to propose

I told Ike I planned to take him to Liberty Private Works for dinner to celebrate his birthday. He had told me that coincidentally he was trying to book the same restaurant for our one year anniversary too. Great minds! Apparently over dinner, in a rather traditional and non-Ike manner, Ike had planned to propose.
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Curry, Water, Wine and Pisco


2014 is a tall order

Life has suddenly in a matter of months become very exciting, very different. 2014 may turn out to be a game changer after all. I want to strap on my seatbelt and brace myself for the rollercoaster. I just hope no one gets hurt.

Four months in and the new boyfriend still feels new. Sure we have had some fights but none have made me sad yet and none have not ended in very graphic sex. With “I love yous” thrown around as often as the weather changes in Hong Kong, I feel that life has suddenly been filled with fondness of a kind I haven’t yet known. So I can only hope it lasts because I cannot grow tired of this.

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trouble(makers) in paradise

Tuesday was a horrible day for me. Work was absolutely rubbish – my not new anymore boss has been a dick to me with remarkable consistency. It seems that even my mere presence angers him, his tone and body language change and he blames me for every single issue in the bank. He’s basically an awful human being who has had it in for me since he met me and amazingly, lest you think this is some crazy paranoia on my part, even the other MDs seem to be noticing it. Anyway, my point is I had a crappier-than-usual day yesterday and I really did not want to share any part of it with my new boyfriend. My new boyfriend however had other plans. Continue reading

I will buy you nice things, and maybe even make you some

How a man invades your kitchenspace and your mindspace

How a man invades your kitchenspace and your mindspace

Five nights in and it’s time for a halftime update. I am in disbelief about the past few days – how perfect they have been. Late November Ike asked me out, December 5th we went on our first date, and now we are already living together. Temporarily for now but who knows? It is all completely crazy but nothing has felt so unequivocally correct in the longest time. Ike is right as rain and my opinion is not corrupted by fancy dinners. If this affaire de couer were to go pear-shaped, I would not have a shred of regret. Continue reading

3 stars: 2013 – A year in review

I am quite proud of the fact that I usually keep my new year’s resolutions, at least some of them, if not all. But it’s the 6th of January and present me is not smug at all. Because 2013 me pretty much shat the bed when it came to new year’s resolutions. Continue reading

Flitter Flutter, my heart’s made of butter

Quirky things near Stone Nullah

Quirky things near Stone Nullah

That terrible, excrutiatingly beautiful feeling of missing someone. Your stomach sinking like you ate a brick. Made of lead. That awful feeling of longing when you fear that they will never speak to you again. Because you got drunk on white wine and did something completely ass-backwards stupid. Of course you deserve to feel like you drank battery oil (and that’s not even the hangover. Not all of it anyway.) Continue reading

date #7 of 2013 – "boy oh boy, where do I begin"*

* Santa’s words when I gave him the date lowdown.Admittedly this blog is having some kind of weird Memento style rewind-fastforward style thanks to me not doing my homework. But you, the reader, has shown impeccable taste and intelligence by continuing to read only the finest of writings on the interweb. Surely with your superior comprehension skills, you must not mind.

Last Tuesday: Lawyerboy predictably cancelled i.e. asked to reschedule due to a cold without suggesting an alternative date. Fast forward to him booty-texting a coupla nights later. I told him I ignored him on purpose and that he better give me advance notice. To which he replied, “I will be out tonight. There’s your advance notice”. I pulled the same stunt on the American teacher because I had a potential date with an Indian dude who showed more promise. Circle of Life I guess. But my date pipeline is not dry – I am having dinner with banking/cute smile guy (AIG) tomorrow and then drinks with British Indian fund manager day after tomorrow. I am slightly nervous about these two as I scalded my chin with hot gravy while cooking and it is a different colour than the rest of my face. I would hope that the scabs fall off soon but then I worry my chin will look raw and I don’t know which look is worse. Continue reading