Tag Archives: just me

As in a mirror, dimly

(crossposted from Facebook/added links/might expand on my thoughts later) Someone on a Malaysian expats group shared that they were trying to learn Chinese so other people started sharing their experiences, I wrote a very cheong hei comment so I thought … Continue reading

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Oh Leila

Half an hour to curfew. The streets are already silent. People often ask me if I’m afraid to be out at night. To cycle at night. To walk at night, a woman alone in Durban. It seems foolhardy but in … Continue reading

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What is the taste

Recently, I like to heave open the half-jammed balcony door and take my food or coffee outside. The unspoken, superficial excuse is the piece of paper on the door of the lunchroom printed “Maximum 3 persons in this room”; I … Continue reading

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The labyrinth

(crossposted to Facebook) In my dreams there is a labyrinth that comprises the world. Every landmark building in my earlier life has dissolved into this amalgam. The first time I went to a hospital. The first shopping mall I saw. … Continue reading

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The Transformer

(As with many other dreams, this takes place in a large building, which is the labyrinth that contains everything in the world.) I was in a room with white plastic tables and MDF bookshelves, perhaps a meeting room in a … Continue reading

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Packing the rain

One of my local colleagues, a regulatory affairs specialist who favours maxi skirts with interesting patterns, was complaining the other day about how much it had rained this year. “I’m getting so sick of it…ugh, I just want it to … Continue reading

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Here

The first time I got a student visa, terrorists brought down the World Trade Center five days before I started university. I immigrated on an IR1 (spouse of a US citizen) visa on Monday and the federal government promptly shut … Continue reading

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Really terrible original jokes

These are some bad puns I made up. (not saying nobody else could have come up with them independently so don’t get mad at me if you heard them from a friend) Why is gambling addiction such a serious social … Continue reading

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