Friday, June 29, 2012

I met a boy with wet hands in a public toilet. He was waving them in the air, agitated. 'Where to dry my hands?' he asked, with an earnestness that touched me.

In my time in the US, I have developed much scorn for paper towels, and it saddens me to see Singapore picking up the trend. Those hot air machines are also ridiculous. So I taught the boy my solution: you style your hair with the wetness, and it comes off. I showed him.

He didn't get it. 'Where to dry my hands?' he repeated, more urgently. I showed him again, but he still looked confused, as if the idea was too alien.

Ever wished you can change the world? One confused kid at a time. 
I hear that if you stand at a busy junction in New York, the whole world will pass you by.

I'm sure if you sit in Raffle's Place Starbucks long enough, you will be tomorrow's front page news.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

After a really bad day, my date told me today,  'I feel like I'm talking to a therapist, or a counsellor.'

I replied, 'A professional therapist is emotionally detached from his patient.'

'Just kidding.'

Tuesday, June 05, 2012

Princeton abounds with free food - an unending natural resource that I have tapped into, with equal parts greed and amusement. We have a freefood mailing list, that is sustained by the people on the mailing list. Anybody can give a shout, and it is often loud.

I was hunting for a mystical `Three Pounds of Lindt Chocolate' in the undergraduate dorms of Forbes college. I went down the musty narrow hallways, where each door led to a different student, and sometimes I peeked in with voyeuristic pleasure.  I never found it; I knew it was a long shot. I wasn't even sure if I was in the right building. I left the dorms, feeling less disappointed than sheepish, but not before running into a student of mine, Andreea Bianca, who lives there. I still don't know how to pronounce her name.

`Aris! What are you doing here?'

What am I doing here? I didn't know what to say, without giving myself away. So I finally blurted, 'Hunting for free chocolate.'

She was confused, and probably thought I was odd. But she kindly agreed, 'Oh, I didn't know that.'