It Goes Beyond Blogging For Yourself. Just A Tad.

Friday, 27 February 2015

Looks like I’ve emerged from my luxurious cave to finally sit down to bring to life a thought that came to me in a shower (yes, my shower thoughts are still going strong. Thanks for asking.) I know we’re reminded constantly that, above all, blogging is a hobby. Which it is. Hence, you blog for yourself. That’s the crux of the whole happy experience and at the risk of sounding all philosophical and whatnot, it’s the mentality that I believe we should be attempting to attain with all our pursuits in life. Put passion in it and your end result will shine (obviously something that I failed to grasp in many aspects of my life—aka academics). So there: all hail blogging for yourself. However, yes, while at the end of the day I’m all about preaching the do it for you mentality, I don’t personally believe that the blogging experience is singular. It takes two to tango. 

Seeking Saturday's Read #24: One Week of Silence, A Hoard of Pictures and Half an Explanation

Sunday, 15 February 2015


before I realised that there was a reason that I'm caffeine free // sightseeing // hmmm prawn crackers // no words
Where’d you go, Jess? Fear not, I’m still here. I’m still on my long ass holiday. And to be honest, that type of mentality (that natural sense of holiday lethargy) is powerful and it seeps into all the normal routines. Including blogging. Bear with me. The fact that my feedreader catastrophically combusted has also meant that I’m reading posts via memory and tweeted links. And I’m barely at home base to check up on that. But efficient, energised Jess will be back soon—just you wait. There are so many posts and blogs that she’s dying to give some love to. And she will. She’ll pour all the love on you.
a jelly bar // followed by a yogurt buffet // I guess I still shop for books // sustenance 
In the past two weeks, things have happened. A multitude of things, all squeezed into the minimal 24 hours that we have in a day. Being out has meant that I collapse at midnight and troop on at 7am. So yes, the holiday has miraculously produced a rather temporary fix to my lack of sleep. As a side affect, those early hours of the morning are the very ones that used to be dedicated to blogging so you can see why there’s been some silence on my end. I guess you win some, you loose some. 
last minute wedding flower checks // feeding my desire for vegetable wraps // freezing by the lake // the bride's bouquet 
Last week was filled with friends, food and wedding festivities. This week was beach, food and the return to a cold city in the midst of lunar new year preparations. My brother got married last week which was hands on deck. And this week, I sat by the beach with some monkeys that later sold me out and took my mandarins. 
sometimes I wander into aquariums for fun // four days of just coconut water // the monkey island trip // mini vacay within vacay 
What’s constant with me is that I’m perpetually full, weirdly tired and am constantly on the lookout for some time to read (mildly unsuccessful, if we’re being honest here.) That being said, I did read a couple of books this week, including The Ruby Circle and Dangerous Boys (aren’t you all glad that I can stop saying things like “Oh I need to find some time for Dangerous Boys, I’ve been meaning to etcetera etcetera”). Constant theme with these two books: underwhelming. Cue the dramatics. Am I some grouch that’s hard to please? Who knows. Let me collect myself and get back to you. 
carbs (gym I need you) // yet another aquarium // cable car at night // feed 
It’s the lead up to lunar new year this week so I should finally have some time to immerse myself in the blogging world. The thing about spending lunar new year in an Asian country is that everything is closed. The streets die. And the capital city clears out. So basically I’m stuck with no place to go. It’s all about the family. And, of course, you. See you on the flip side, kids. Here’s to me popping back sooner than later. 
bright and early // getting all touristy // you wouldn't believe the steps I had to climb to get here // but then I filled myself, again 
I’ve been out of the loop. Forget me and tell me all about you. I want to know what book wowed you recently. And anyone celebrate lunar new year? Spill. 

I Was Here by Gayle Forman

Thursday, 5 February 2015

Publication Date: January 27th 2015
Publisher: Simon and Schuster UK / Viking Juvenile
Purchase: Book Depository / Amazon / Booktopia 
Goodreads Summary: This characteristically powerful novel follows eighteen-year-old Cody Reynolds in the months following her best friend's shocking suicide.

As Cody numbly searches for answers as to why Meg took her own life, she begins a journey of self-discovery which takes her to a terrifying precipice, and forces her to question not only her relationship with the Meg she thought she knew, but her own understanding of life, love, death and forgiveness.


(Jess is a happy black sheep) 

Seeking Saturday's Read #23: Please Excuse Me While I "Step Out Of the Office"

Sunday, 1 February 2015

I overeat // and then decide on dessert as well // making it up with a salad // the food journey begins again 

There’s no individual Seeking Saturday’s Read photo this week. I’ve got one explanation, and it’s pretty much one that can explain everything most things (like why I seem to be up so late nowadays, or how I go missing for most of the day). I’m now on vacation. Yeah. In a nice wintery place. So long my dears who are melting in the southern hemisphere. I’m now snuggling up with my winter coats. It’s a good life. 

It also means that I’m away from my hoard of books. I’m also extremely unmotivated to read and rather preoccupied with tackling life. And so, let’s just say I foresee a bit of an online absence. I’m still here, lying around somewhere on social media (I snapchat like crazy as well, I dare you to separate me from my beloved phone). Be prepared as I’m also going to unload a bunch of photos onto you all (keep an eye out for next week). Vacationing also means that I’m slowly catching up with commenting. My feed reader is also gone kaput and thus, I’m blog hopping purely by memory. I’ll get there. Promise.  

Despite the demotivation, this week I read I Was Here. Those who know me would see this as a Jess please stay away book. Well guess what, kids? Jess kind of loved it. Which completely blindsided me. But more on that soon. I’m also in the midst of reading Ensnared. The world is ace, as always, but I’ve got qualms. Qualms about love. 

Despite exercising for most of the year, I’ve hauled my gym wear with me. Because for some warped up reason, I believe that I should work out on my holiday. Everyone else thinks that I should let loose and give it a break. But hey the options there, I guess (to be honest, who wants to run in winter?) 

I spent this week running around like a headless chicken, getting my life in order. Now I’m reaping the goods and eating everything and anything that I can get my hands on. It’s a good life. 

How fares your week, loves? Here's a question for you: Winter or Summer? Don't cheat and give me an in between.