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Sometimes, I think I loved you even before you existed. Sometimes, I think I knew you even before you were there. Like I had conversations with my unborn child. And we could talk about anything. And then one day, you really were there! Before I could hold you, I typed letters to you. I called you Toughie, because I could feel how tough you were, even when the size of a peanut. And then 3 good pushes later, there you were, my slimy, slim, toughie peanut of a baby. And I knew love like I never knew before. I often still feel that daze-y, haze-y blissful state whenever I’m with you – you, all grown up, glowed up, goodness’d up, you. And we do really talk about anything. That you continue to let me tag along, whn you’re soaring through blue bird skies, or trudging through sticky mud, or somewhere in between, maybe munching on a soft sausage bun and giggling to yourself while watching Youtube earphoned, is when I feel life really is magical. And you know you have the all-access pass to me and my escapades as well, down the road, by a sea, up a cliff wall or just side by side on a couch ogling Glen Powell. I am your original forever person, Shi-An, and even though you may sometimes not think it, oh what an incredible Toughie Peanut you are. Buckle up, my darling, the road is long and winding and smooth and rocky and going nowhere and going everywhere! You’re good enough to drive on your own, but on this special Day, let’s put our sunglasses on, hold each other tight and take ourselves for squeal and a spin! Happy Mother’s Day to me because you make me a very Happy Mother.
Sometimes, I think I loved you even before you existed. Sometimes, I think I knew you even before you were there. Like I had conversations with my unborn child. And we could talk about anything. And then one day, you really were there! Before I could hold you, I typed letters to you. I called you Toughie, because I could feel how tough you were, even when the size of a peanut. And then 3 good pushes later, there you were, my slimy, slim, toughie peanut of a baby. And I knew love like I never knew before. I often still feel that daze-y, haze-y blissful state whenever I’m with you – you, all grown up, glowed up, goodness’d up, you. And we do really talk about anything. That you continue to let me tag along, whn you’re soaring through blue bird skies, or trudging through sticky mud, or somewhere in between, maybe munching on a soft sausage bun and giggling to yourself while watching Youtube earphoned, is when I feel life really is magical. And you know you have the all-access pass to me and my escapades as well, down the road, by a sea, up a cliff wall or just side by side on a couch ogling Glen Powell. I am your original forever person, Shi-An, and even though you may sometimes not think it, oh what an incredible Toughie Peanut you are. Buckle up, my darling, the road is long and winding and smooth and rocky and going nowhere and going everywhere! You’re good enough to drive on your own, but on this special Day, let’s put our sunglasses on, hold each other tight and take ourselves for squeal and a spin! Happy Mother’s Day to me because you make me a very Happy Mother.
Sometimes, I think I loved you even before you existed. Sometimes, I think I knew you even before you were there. Like I had conversations with my unborn child. And we could talk about anything. And then one day, you really were there! Before I could hold you, I typed letters to you. I called you Toughie, because I could feel how tough you were, even when the size of a peanut. And then 3 good pushes later, there you were, my slimy, slim, toughie peanut of a baby. And I knew love like I never knew before. I often still feel that daze-y, haze-y blissful state whenever I’m with you – you, all grown up, glowed up, goodness’d up, you. And we do really talk about anything. That you continue to let me tag along, whn you’re soaring through blue bird skies, or trudging through sticky mud, or somewhere in between, maybe munching on a soft sausage bun and giggling to yourself while watching Youtube earphoned, is when I feel life really is magical. And you know you have the all-access pass to me and my escapades as well, down the road, by a sea, up a cliff wall or just side by side on a couch ogling Glen Powell. I am your original forever person, Shi-An, and even though you may sometimes not think it, oh what an incredible Toughie Peanut you are. Buckle up, my darling, the road is long and winding and smooth and rocky and going nowhere and going everywhere! You’re good enough to drive on your own, but on this special Day, let’s put our sunglasses on, hold each other tight and take ourselves for squeal and a spin! Happy Mother’s Day to me because you make me a very Happy Mother.
Sometimes, I think I loved you even before you existed. Sometimes, I think I knew you even before you were there. Like I had conversations with my unborn child. And we could talk about anything. And then one day, you really were there! Before I could hold you, I typed letters to you. I called you Toughie, because I could feel how tough you were, even when the size of a peanut. And then 3 good pushes later, there you were, my slimy, slim, toughie peanut of a baby. And I knew love like I never knew before. I often still feel that daze-y, haze-y blissful state whenever I’m with you – you, all grown up, glowed up, goodness’d up, you. And we do really talk about anything. That you continue to let me tag along, whn you’re soaring through blue bird skies, or trudging through sticky mud, or somewhere in between, maybe munching on a soft sausage bun and giggling to yourself while watching Youtube earphoned, is when I feel life really is magical. And you know you have the all-access pass to me and my escapades as well, down the road, by a sea, up a cliff wall or just side by side on a couch ogling Glen Powell. I am your original forever person, Shi-An, and even though you may sometimes not think it, oh what an incredible Toughie Peanut you are. Buckle up, my darling, the road is long and winding and smooth and rocky and going nowhere and going everywhere! You’re good enough to drive on your own, but on this special Day, let’s put our sunglasses on, hold each other tight and take ourselves for squeal and a spin! Happy Mother’s Day to me because you make me a very Happy Mother.
Sometimes, I think I loved you even before you existed. Sometimes, I think I knew you even before you were there. Like I had conversations with my unborn child. And we could talk about anything. And then one day, you really were there! Before I could hold you, I typed letters to you. I called you Toughie, because I could feel how tough you were, even when the size of a peanut. And then 3 good pushes later, there you were, my slimy, slim, toughie peanut of a baby. And I knew love like I never knew before. I often still feel that daze-y, haze-y blissful state whenever I’m with you – you, all grown up, glowed up, goodness’d up, you. And we do really talk about anything. That you continue to let me tag along, whn you’re soaring through blue bird skies, or trudging through sticky mud, or somewhere in between, maybe munching on a soft sausage bun and giggling to yourself while watching Youtube earphoned, is when I feel life really is magical. And you know you have the all-access pass to me and my escapades as well, down the road, by a sea, up a cliff wall or just side by side on a couch ogling Glen Powell. I am your original forever person, Shi-An, and even though you may sometimes not think it, oh what an incredible Toughie Peanut you are. Buckle up, my darling, the road is long and winding and smooth and rocky and going nowhere and going everywhere! You’re good enough to drive on your own, but on this special Day, let’s put our sunglasses on, hold each other tight and take ourselves for squeal and a spin! Happy Mother’s Day to me because you make me a very Happy Mother.
Sometimes, I think I loved you even before you existed. Sometimes, I think I knew you even before you were there. Like I had conversations with my unborn child. And we could talk about anything. And then one day, you really were there! Before I could hold you, I typed letters to you. I called you Toughie, because I could feel how tough you were, even when the size of a peanut. And then 3 good pushes later, there you were, my slimy, slim, toughie peanut of a baby. And I knew love like I never knew before. I often still feel that daze-y, haze-y blissful state whenever I’m with you – you, all grown up, glowed up, goodness’d up, you. And we do really talk about anything. That you continue to let me tag along, whn you’re soaring through blue bird skies, or trudging through sticky mud, or somewhere in between, maybe munching on a soft sausage bun and giggling to yourself while watching Youtube earphoned, is when I feel life really is magical. And you know you have the all-access pass to me and my escapades as well, down the road, by a sea, up a cliff wall or just side by side on a couch ogling Glen Powell. I am your original forever person, Shi-An, and even though you may sometimes not think it, oh what an incredible Toughie Peanut you are. Buckle up, my darling, the road is long and winding and smooth and rocky and going nowhere and going everywhere! You’re good enough to drive on your own, but on this special Day, let’s put our sunglasses on, hold each other tight and take ourselves for squeal and a spin! Happy Mother’s Day to me because you make me a very Happy Mother.
Sometimes, I think I loved you even before you existed. Sometimes, I think I knew you even before you were there. Like I had conversations with my unborn child. And we could talk about anything. And then one day, you really were there! Before I could hold you, I typed letters to you. I called you Toughie, because I could feel how tough you were, even when the size of a peanut. And then 3 good pushes later, there you were, my slimy, slim, toughie peanut of a baby. And I knew love like I never knew before. I often still feel that daze-y, haze-y blissful state whenever I’m with you – you, all grown up, glowed up, goodness’d up, you. And we do really talk about anything. That you continue to let me tag along, whn you’re soaring through blue bird skies, or trudging through sticky mud, or somewhere in between, maybe munching on a soft sausage bun and giggling to yourself while watching Youtube earphoned, is when I feel life really is magical. And you know you have the all-access pass to me and my escapades as well, down the road, by a sea, up a cliff wall or just side by side on a couch ogling Glen Powell. I am your original forever person, Shi-An, and even though you may sometimes not think it, oh what an incredible Toughie Peanut you are. Buckle up, my darling, the road is long and winding and smooth and rocky and going nowhere and going everywhere! You’re good enough to drive on your own, but on this special Day, let’s put our sunglasses on, hold each other tight and take ourselves for squeal and a spin! Happy Mother’s Day to me because you make me a very Happy Mother.
Sometimes, I think I loved you even before you existed. Sometimes, I think I knew you even before you were there. Like I had conversations with my unborn child. And we could talk about anything. And then one day, you really were there! Before I could hold you, I typed letters to you. I called you Toughie, because I could feel how tough you were, even when the size of a peanut. And then 3 good pushes later, there you were, my slimy, slim, toughie peanut of a baby. And I knew love like I never knew before. I often still feel that daze-y, haze-y blissful state whenever I’m with you – you, all grown up, glowed up, goodness’d up, you. And we do really talk about anything. That you continue to let me tag along, whn you’re soaring through blue bird skies, or trudging through sticky mud, or somewhere in between, maybe munching on a soft sausage bun and giggling to yourself while watching Youtube earphoned, is when I feel life really is magical. And you know you have the all-access pass to me and my escapades as well, down the road, by a sea, up a cliff wall or just side by side on a couch ogling Glen Powell. I am your original forever person, Shi-An, and even though you may sometimes not think it, oh what an incredible Toughie Peanut you are. Buckle up, my darling, the road is long and winding and smooth and rocky and going nowhere and going everywhere! You’re good enough to drive on your own, but on this special Day, let’s put our sunglasses on, hold each other tight and take ourselves for squeal and a spin! Happy Mother’s Day to me because you make me a very Happy Mother.
Sometimes, I think I loved you even before you existed. Sometimes, I think I knew you even before you were there. Like I had conversations with my unborn child. And we could talk about anything. And then one day, you really were there! Before I could hold you, I typed letters to you. I called you Toughie, because I could feel how tough you were, even when the size of a peanut. And then 3 good pushes later, there you were, my slimy, slim, toughie peanut of a baby. And I knew love like I never knew before. I often still feel that daze-y, haze-y blissful state whenever I’m with you – you, all grown up, glowed up, goodness’d up, you. And we do really talk about anything. That you continue to let me tag along, whn you’re soaring through blue bird skies, or trudging through sticky mud, or somewhere in between, maybe munching on a soft sausage bun and giggling to yourself while watching Youtube earphoned, is when I feel life really is magical. And you know you have the all-access pass to me and my escapades as well, down the road, by a sea, up a cliff wall or just side by side on a couch ogling Glen Powell. I am your original forever person, Shi-An, and even though you may sometimes not think it, oh what an incredible Toughie Peanut you are. Buckle up, my darling, the road is long and winding and smooth and rocky and going nowhere and going everywhere! You’re good enough to drive on your own, but on this special Day, let’s put our sunglasses on, hold each other tight and take ourselves for squeal and a spin! Happy Mother’s Day to me because you make me a very Happy Mother.
Sometimes, I think I loved you even before you existed. Sometimes, I think I knew you even before you were there. Like I had conversations with my unborn child. And we could talk about anything. And then one day, you really were there! Before I could hold you, I typed letters to you. I called you Toughie, because I could feel how tough you were, even when the size of a peanut. And then 3 good pushes later, there you were, my slimy, slim, toughie peanut of a baby. And I knew love like I never knew before. I often still feel that daze-y, haze-y blissful state whenever I’m with you – you, all grown up, glowed up, goodness’d up, you. And we do really talk about anything. That you continue to let me tag along, whn you’re soaring through blue bird skies, or trudging through sticky mud, or somewhere in between, maybe munching on a soft sausage bun and giggling to yourself while watching Youtube earphoned, is when I feel life really is magical. And you know you have the all-access pass to me and my escapades as well, down the road, by a sea, up a cliff wall or just side by side on a couch ogling Glen Powell. I am your original forever person, Shi-An, and even though you may sometimes not think it, oh what an incredible Toughie Peanut you are. Buckle up, my darling, the road is long and winding and smooth and rocky and going nowhere and going everywhere! You’re good enough to drive on your own, but on this special Day, let’s put our sunglasses on, hold each other tight and take ourselves for squeal and a spin! Happy Mother’s Day to me because you make me a very Happy Mother.
My actor’s heart is like a hotel. It holds space for all the different characters I play. Sometimes it’s a 5-star hotel. Sometimes it’s 3-star. It’s even been rented out by the hour! There are big rooms, small rooms, whatever the case, I keep the place updated and relevant. I clear its pumps, clean its pipes, keep its rooms functional and the bed bugs out. The decor is dynamic! Sometimes modern, sometimes Asian, sometimes country, sometimes a little bit rock and roll. The guest list has been steady ane a motley crew has come in and out. We’re animal friendly and a dog and a horse have stayed, both of whom are on my“most favourite roles” list! Some guests will have a permanent room at the hotel, because I’ve loved them so long, they’re just part of me. Some I kick out pronto, cos they were forgettable. Some started in a small decrepit room and slowly worked their way into the suite. There’s room at the inn. Who’s gonna move in next? The register’s ready, the pen’s uncapped, my welcome mat laid out. Ring the doorbell, knock on the door. Show me who you are, and say hello. I’m always ready for a chat! 1. The Blue Mansion, Tiger Tiger Films, 2009 2. Crazy Rich Asians, Warner Bros, 2018 3. Kung Fu, The CW, 2021-2023 4. The Garden of Evening Mists, Astro Shaw/HBOAsia 2020 5. Mixed Signals, Mediacorp 5, 2019 6. Chimerica, Channel4, 2019 7. Mr&Mrs Kok,, Mediacorp 8, 2008 8. Cages, Hallmark, 2005 9. The Philanthropist, NBC, 2009 10. Marco Polo, Netflix, 2014
Friendship Part 1: I have been a very good friend and I have been a very bad friend. But I have no bad friends. I only have good friends and very good friends. Some very good friends came to spend some time with me lately. I didnt know it before they came, but now I know – how much I needed them to see this other life I have. Theyve known me for half my life – seen me in all forms of life – prim, proper, messy, mean, brilliant, bad ass, kind, killer-instinct-ive, adhd, ocd, childish, champ – but they’ve never seen me here – my mountain, temperate, forest, cabin me! And now they have! I wanted to show them everything! Everything I loved about my life here! And i showed them no mercy! Donuts! Cliffs! Helicopters! Back country skiing! Fries! Rib ends! More fries! … more in next post 😀
Friendship Part 2: … Forests! Lakes! Cabins! Waterfalls! They know me super well, sure, but as I get older there are select people I want to know me even more well-er! To be known by the people you want to know you is a privilege and an honour. To reveal. To share. To let it out. To lay it bare. To see them trust you well enough to try anything, go anywhere, do everything you want them to do so they know you better, see you clearer, feel you nearer. I only need and want a small choice few in my life. I have lost some of the best people I know, and I will NEVER lose another. Ever. B, M, J and L, you brought sunshine to this side of the mountain, literally and figuratively. I teared when you all left because living in more than one country means not having everyone you love deeply altogether in one place at one time. And as my heart accepts the choices I have made, it still aches in a old slow kindly way. For a few days, more people i love deeply were all in the same spot at the same time. And as we slid and scrambled and shrieked and set our eyes on a shimmering sea, i looked at these faces i have known for more than 35 years, and I was happy.
Friendship Part 2: … Forests! Lakes! Cabins! Waterfalls! They know me super well, sure, but as I get older there are select people I want to know me even more well-er! To be known by the people you want to know you is a privilege and an honour. To reveal. To share. To let it out. To lay it bare. To see them trust you well enough to try anything, go anywhere, do everything you want them to do so they know you better, see you clearer, feel you nearer. I only need and want a small choice few in my life. I have lost some of the best people I know, and I will NEVER lose another. Ever. B, M, J and L, you brought sunshine to this side of the mountain, literally and figuratively. I teared when you all left because living in more than one country means not having everyone you love deeply altogether in one place at one time. And as my heart accepts the choices I have made, it still aches in a old slow kindly way. For a few days, more people i love deeply were all in the same spot at the same time. And as we slid and scrambled and shrieked and set our eyes on a shimmering sea, i looked at these faces i have known for more than 35 years, and I was happy.
Friendship Part 2: … Forests! Lakes! Cabins! Waterfalls! They know me super well, sure, but as I get older there are select people I want to know me even more well-er! To be known by the people you want to know you is a privilege and an honour. To reveal. To share. To let it out. To lay it bare. To see them trust you well enough to try anything, go anywhere, do everything you want them to do so they know you better, see you clearer, feel you nearer. I only need and want a small choice few in my life. I have lost some of the best people I know, and I will NEVER lose another. Ever. B, M, J and L, you brought sunshine to this side of the mountain, literally and figuratively. I teared when you all left because living in more than one country means not having everyone you love deeply altogether in one place at one time. And as my heart accepts the choices I have made, it still aches in a old slow kindly way. For a few days, more people i love deeply were all in the same spot at the same time. And as we slid and scrambled and shrieked and set our eyes on a shimmering sea, i looked at these faces i have known for more than 35 years, and I was happy.
Friendship Part 2: … Forests! Lakes! Cabins! Waterfalls! They know me super well, sure, but as I get older there are select people I want to know me even more well-er! To be known by the people you want to know you is a privilege and an honour. To reveal. To share. To let it out. To lay it bare. To see them trust you well enough to try anything, go anywhere, do everything you want them to do so they know you better, see you clearer, feel you nearer. I only need and want a small choice few in my life. I have lost some of the best people I know, and I will NEVER lose another. Ever. B, M, J and L, you brought sunshine to this side of the mountain, literally and figuratively. I teared when you all left because living in more than one country means not having everyone you love deeply altogether in one place at one time. And as my heart accepts the choices I have made, it still aches in a old slow kindly way. For a few days, more people i love deeply were all in the same spot at the same time. And as we slid and scrambled and shrieked and set our eyes on a shimmering sea, i looked at these faces i have known for more than 35 years, and I was happy.
Friendship Part 2: … Forests! Lakes! Cabins! Waterfalls! They know me super well, sure, but as I get older there are select people I want to know me even more well-er! To be known by the people you want to know you is a privilege and an honour. To reveal. To share. To let it out. To lay it bare. To see them trust you well enough to try anything, go anywhere, do everything you want them to do so they know you better, see you clearer, feel you nearer. I only need and want a small choice few in my life. I have lost some of the best people I know, and I will NEVER lose another. Ever. B, M, J and L, you brought sunshine to this side of the mountain, literally and figuratively. I teared when you all left because living in more than one country means not having everyone you love deeply altogether in one place at one time. And as my heart accepts the choices I have made, it still aches in a old slow kindly way. For a few days, more people i love deeply were all in the same spot at the same time. And as we slid and scrambled and shrieked and set our eyes on a shimmering sea, i looked at these faces i have known for more than 35 years, and I was happy.
Friendship Part 2: … Forests! Lakes! Cabins! Waterfalls! They know me super well, sure, but as I get older there are select people I want to know me even more well-er! To be known by the people you want to know you is a privilege and an honour. To reveal. To share. To let it out. To lay it bare. To see them trust you well enough to try anything, go anywhere, do everything you want them to do so they know you better, see you clearer, feel you nearer. I only need and want a small choice few in my life. I have lost some of the best people I know, and I will NEVER lose another. Ever. B, M, J and L, you brought sunshine to this side of the mountain, literally and figuratively. I teared when you all left because living in more than one country means not having everyone you love deeply altogether in one place at one time. And as my heart accepts the choices I have made, it still aches in a old slow kindly way. For a few days, more people i love deeply were all in the same spot at the same time. And as we slid and scrambled and shrieked and set our eyes on a shimmering sea, i looked at these faces i have known for more than 35 years, and I was happy.
Friendship Part 2: … Forests! Lakes! Cabins! Waterfalls! They know me super well, sure, but as I get older there are select people I want to know me even more well-er! To be known by the people you want to know you is a privilege and an honour. To reveal. To share. To let it out. To lay it bare. To see them trust you well enough to try anything, go anywhere, do everything you want them to do so they know you better, see you clearer, feel you nearer. I only need and want a small choice few in my life. I have lost some of the best people I know, and I will NEVER lose another. Ever. B, M, J and L, you brought sunshine to this side of the mountain, literally and figuratively. I teared when you all left because living in more than one country means not having everyone you love deeply altogether in one place at one time. And as my heart accepts the choices I have made, it still aches in a old slow kindly way. For a few days, more people i love deeply were all in the same spot at the same time. And as we slid and scrambled and shrieked and set our eyes on a shimmering sea, i looked at these faces i have known for more than 35 years, and I was happy.
Friendship Part 2: … Forests! Lakes! Cabins! Waterfalls! They know me super well, sure, but as I get older there are select people I want to know me even more well-er! To be known by the people you want to know you is a privilege and an honour. To reveal. To share. To let it out. To lay it bare. To see them trust you well enough to try anything, go anywhere, do everything you want them to do so they know you better, see you clearer, feel you nearer. I only need and want a small choice few in my life. I have lost some of the best people I know, and I will NEVER lose another. Ever. B, M, J and L, you brought sunshine to this side of the mountain, literally and figuratively. I teared when you all left because living in more than one country means not having everyone you love deeply altogether in one place at one time. And as my heart accepts the choices I have made, it still aches in a old slow kindly way. For a few days, more people i love deeply were all in the same spot at the same time. And as we slid and scrambled and shrieked and set our eyes on a shimmering sea, i looked at these faces i have known for more than 35 years, and I was happy.
Friendship Part 2: … Forests! Lakes! Cabins! Waterfalls! They know me super well, sure, but as I get older there are select people I want to know me even more well-er! To be known by the people you want to know you is a privilege and an honour. To reveal. To share. To let it out. To lay it bare. To see them trust you well enough to try anything, go anywhere, do everything you want them to do so they know you better, see you clearer, feel you nearer. I only need and want a small choice few in my life. I have lost some of the best people I know, and I will NEVER lose another. Ever. B, M, J and L, you brought sunshine to this side of the mountain, literally and figuratively. I teared when you all left because living in more than one country means not having everyone you love deeply altogether in one place at one time. And as my heart accepts the choices I have made, it still aches in a old slow kindly way. For a few days, more people i love deeply were all in the same spot at the same time. And as we slid and scrambled and shrieked and set our eyes on a shimmering sea, i looked at these faces i have known for more than 35 years, and I was happy.
Friendship Part 2: … Forests! Lakes! Cabins! Waterfalls! They know me super well, sure, but as I get older there are select people I want to know me even more well-er! To be known by the people you want to know you is a privilege and an honour. To reveal. To share. To let it out. To lay it bare. To see them trust you well enough to try anything, go anywhere, do everything you want them to do so they know you better, see you clearer, feel you nearer. I only need and want a small choice few in my life. I have lost some of the best people I know, and I will NEVER lose another. Ever. B, M, J and L, you brought sunshine to this side of the mountain, literally and figuratively. I teared when you all left because living in more than one country means not having everyone you love deeply altogether in one place at one time. And as my heart accepts the choices I have made, it still aches in a old slow kindly way. For a few days, more people i love deeply were all in the same spot at the same time. And as we slid and scrambled and shrieked and set our eyes on a shimmering sea, i looked at these faces i have known for more than 35 years, and I was happy.
