These are my favourite things.

the train stations and vast fields in japan
black stockings
a weather so cold that i have to hide my hands in the pocket of my jacket
the feeling of having not a care in the world
buildings aged with history
the feel of old walls
the bustle of the streets
the clouds
the ability to act on impulse, in spontaneity

songs of lady gaga
a plate of char tau kueh (gotta to be black with lots of egg and chai poh)
drinking beer or wine in the afternoon
crisp apple strudels
the smell of new books
notebooks

colours especially when they are aligned according to the colours of the rainbow
my les mis cd
the smell of my perfume still lingering at the end of the day
the smell of your cologne
dark chocolates
tom yum instant noodles (especially when i am having sore throat)

talking to someone who cares and understands
talking about nothing in particular
full english breakfast on an early morning
lazy afternoons walking down the street with no aim in mind

how nostalgic.