Date a girl who reads

“Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes.”

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Published in: on November 23, 2011 at 3:07 pm  Comments (1)  

The Man Who Sold The World

my brother passed away a year ago.

It’s still hard to think about fact I still burst into tears thinking about it. Sometimes I wake up thinking how surreal it all still feels unbelievable.

Times like this I wish I have family nearby. These are the times that I want to be alone but at the same time I want someone to tell me “everything will be alright”..or even a pat on the shoulder..or a hug.

Dear Abang, I miss you a lot. May you rest in peace.

Published in: on July 10, 2011 at 12:27 am  Leave a Comment  

Mr Fix-It-All

I like being single. I like the freedom of doing things on my own, the joys of knowing I don’t have to answer to anyone and  the knowledge of hoping for something lovely to happen.

I like being independent …though sometimes I wish I do have a significant other especially when my heating system is busted or when I needed someone to fix the leaky pipe in the kitchen or make the coffee table wobble less or to wash my car or to fix that funny noise in the engine…

I don’t need a husband, what I need is a handyman..hahaha

Published in: on May 24, 2011 at 10:04 pm  Comments (2)  

Call Day

Since I work in a branch of medicine known as acute medicine (emergency, intensive care, anaesthetics) and just finish a stint in ICU (intensive care unit) and currently working in ED (emergency department), this is how I feel everyday when I go to work:

And yes i’ve been through all those scenarios in the video..sometimes a daily occurrence 😛

This kind of work makes me appreciate my days off even more. 🙂

Stressed always,


Published in: on May 23, 2011 at 9:55 pm  Leave a Comment  

Delayed, but here it is…

Yesterday’s Happiments:

1. Chosen healthier meals for whole day: 2 Subway sandwiches (only!) + 1 home-brewed latte + lots of juice + tiny chicken pie
2. Braving the storm and traffic positively through K-Pop and Gaga
3. 5 canceled lessons (2 sick, 1 no transport, 2 orientation session) turned out to be major Me-Time
4. Final lap of the flu + sore throat race (I can see the finishing line…)
5. Editing yet another video and publishing it online – I’m one step closer to being an iMovie demigoddess.

Any ideas/recommendations of good podcasts? Like one of those Yoga At Home kinds?

Published in: on May 21, 2011 at 3:39 pm  Leave a Comment  


Alright… I’ve downloaded the wordpress app for my iPhone & will try to stick to a regular schedule.

I recently came across a pile of Mom’s old Gratitude Journals – a nifty way for writers like her creative self to express the best outlook on life before one closes their eyes each night.

She either picked this up from Oprah or Elisabeth Kubler Ross… But I’m gonna give this a try. Carpe diem, right?

5 things I’m grateful for today:

1. A wonderful boyfriend who cooks a meat-free, high fibre healthy meal for a pretty sick me… while he’s on a 21-day Master Cleanse (ie. Lemon, water, maple syrup & cyan pepper ONLY). Imagine the discipline!

2. Watching a classical concert on DVD while snuggled on couch.

3. A supportive mentor / friend / inspiration.

4. A backbone.

5. “I love you. Don’t forget that.”

What’s your happiments today?


Published in: on May 17, 2011 at 5:02 am  Comments (2)  

“I hang my head and I advertise
A soul for sale or rent
I have no heart I’m cold inside
I have no real intent”

Queen, “Save Me”

Published in: on April 14, 2011 at 8:58 pm  Leave a Comment  

A good friend said that every night before we go to bed, we should write three things that we are thankful is not as glass half-empty as we like to think..sometimes it can be half-full.

Since I haven’t updated this blog (or any blog for that matter) for eons, I thought that this would be a good start:

1. I am thankful for my parents for being supportive of my life choices through such hard times

2. I m thankful for my sister – her out of the blue quips on twitter always brighten my day

3. my late brother – for an amazing childhood and the fond memories


It doesn’t get any easier..honestly. I still cry when I think about the day. I still remember my sister’s voice on the phone telling me the news…you have no idea how many sleepless nights I’ve had from that memory.

I don’t usually hate being alone but during these times, I always wish I had someone around me who would say that everything will be alright and hug me.


Published in: on March 29, 2011 at 11:11 pm  Leave a Comment  

I want..

’nuff said 🙂


Published in: on February 19, 2011 at 11:35 am  Leave a Comment  

My thoughts on having a leisure brekkie with friends:

“It was, indeed, the most beautiful stew in the world, being made of partridges and pheasants and chickens and hares and rabbits and peahens and guinea-fowls and one or two other things. Toad took the plate on his lap, almost crying, and stuffed and stuffed and stuffed…..He thought that he had never eaten so good a breakfast in all his life.” Wind in the Willows, Kenneth Grahame, 1908

The Foodie

Published in: on February 5, 2011 at 8:07 am  Leave a Comment