And now for some proper updates...

I'm torn between loving and hating my new place. On one hand, it's a very small and cozy apartment with some old-school-slightly kitschy decor, very well-furnished kitchen which even comes with a dishwasher, and an interesting view of a single, tall building which changes neon colors every night. On the other hand, my room is butt-small. And I'm not used to not having space. I sometimes wonder if I might end up with claustrophobia - but the cold weather just makes me fall asleep before I can really ponder on that thought.

Holidays in Singapore were awesome! I did some research work for my brother's exhibition, worked a little at Soon Lee, played some mahjong (and lost most of them), played tennis (i can still hold a racket hooray!), ate a lot of good food, and slept a lot too. It is weird to think of Singapore as "holiday", and Amsterdam as "reality". I'm still trying to get used to the idea that I've moved.