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Singapore. First I have to say how anamalous this place is to its geography. So functional, regimented, efficient. Definitely sticks out as the sore thumb from the rest of Southeast asia. I guess its nice if youre into western amenities and lifestyle, but it lacks alot of the character of the region. My project is hitting alot of walls, but hopefully ill have some data...
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Singapore. Tomorrow.

travel nerves starting to kick in. a week and a half to go. I always get super antsy before I make a momentous departure like this, no matter how many times Ive done it before. This however will be the longest time ive ever spent in an airplane, 13 fricken hours from Amsterdam to Singapore. Maybe ill sleep, maybe I wont, I dont even know...
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Time is flying. School is going good a few weeks left in the Netherlands then 5 months in Singapore for a research project. I am beyond excited to go diving again, it has been far too long and my gills are in such an arid state it is unbelievable.

Just got back from a week in Portugal. Faro, Lisboa, Porto. Climbed a giant Jesus statue on Christmas Day in Lisboa. Was nice, weather could have been better, but still got some nice sunny days. Definitely could have spent more time in Lisboa. Made some new temporary friends at various hostels. Was happy with 10C weather as it was much warmer than here in the...
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Just had a most fucked up argument. I guess the overlying theme was gender roles. I guess I consider myself liberal in my beliefs, but much of the world still does not. Im living with a group of other international students at the moment and a discussion began asking about asking someone out. I am of the mind that either a male or female should...
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Had a wonderful lazy Saturday.
Sumatran coffee,
A trip to the market,
Cigarettes in the fresh winter air.

Watched a couple films which are definitely worth mentioning. First was Howl, based of course on the poem by Alan Ginsberg and loosely following the trial of the publisher for 'obscene material' . It is a wonderful piece of prose on its own, and the animations that...
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Leafing through my sketchbook ive discovered some musings and words from about 10 years past...

the fragile mold becomes itself
with blooms come fall or autumn
i see the spread before myself
all hope has been lost and forgotten
when evenings light begins to shine
the glow becomes my bastion
vessels that show my face
lose vision to the masses
as time creeps on I...
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