February 2012
9 posts
It’s not a good sign if you feel like running away from your life.
“In this love you are like a knife, with which I explore myself.”
– Franz Kafka, in a letter to Milena Jesenská (14 September 1920)
The good news: “Welcome to your life”. The bad news:”There’s no turning back”.
me: I think Anthony B is in Malaysia
Christopher: you should stalk him.
me: duh.
Christopher: drink him under the table and goad him into rolling the phattest blunt he’s ever smoked.
Legitimately missing Seattle, NYC and a bomb ass plate of Mexican food. Also missing my bicycle, grey weather, Flower’s happy hour, pho with Chris, slingin’ shots of espresso.
I need more ganja and yoga in my life.
I miss being a dirty backpacker.
I hate to say hate but right now I hate Malaysia. Not Malaysia…Kuala Lumpur. Get me to the beach already.
lead-my-skeptic-sight:
“You know, if you really want to go off the deep end, we can just go back to my place, listen to the Garden State soundtrack and watch Brians Song”
December 2011
1 post
November 2011
2 posts
October 2011
4 posts
I love Persians. Happy Mehregan!
In the great words of Alanis Morissette, everything is going to be fine, fine, fine.
September 2011
3 posts
I will not play at tug o’ war. I’d rather play at hug o’ war, Where everyone hugs Instead of tugs, Where everyone giggles And rolls on the rug, Where everyone kisses, And everyone grins, And everyone cuddles, And everyone wins.
Refuses to work for jerks that have no respect.
August 2011
9 posts
The boyf has never seen Star Wars OR Indiana Jones.
How does that happen??
3 tags
analogy:
if you ain’t down with my friends, you ain’t down with me.
Best pick up line ever?
Now I know why Solomon had 700 wives… Because he never met you.
I just…I don’t even know.
I miss Thailand and being a dirty backpacker.
Lost in translation.
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July 2011
19 posts
Singapore is a weird parallel universe.
And fucking expensive.
I miss Ali.
and
Dirty KL.
Home please!
Leaving the boyf at home and heading to Singapore in the AM. Fuck yeah.
Language
Language is a topic that has been on my mind lately. I’m living in a non-English speaking country, working with non native speakers. Most importantly, my boyfriend is not an English speaker. He speaks Persian. When we met his English was not so good but after time speaking to me, it’s greatly improved. I often wonder would and how our relationship be different if he spoke English...
Dreams are possible.
Dream job, dream boy, dream apartment, living my dream life in Asia.
You can do anything you want. It starts with an idea.
hotel therapy
Occupation:Professional Badass
I’m a lonely motherfucker here.
Language barriers are a bitch.
Dear Universe,
Please send me an sign.
Yours truly,
JMariexoxo
If you’re a strong female, you don’t need permission.
Apartment (smelly boy roommates)
Employed (intimidated)
Boyfriend (must be nicer to him)
Living in Asia (sensory overload)
Facing the same challenges as back home. But better scenery and better food.
Life is good.
…..
How did I end up here again?
Sometimes getting stoned and listening to Creedence Clearwater Revival is necessary.
June 2011
23 posts
