Tuesday, February 23, 2010

life in reverse.

I had such a HOOOT tonight tris.kyn.

Reversing into traffic + driver apologising when we were to blame + yelling at the sight of 30cm long rats (strange the policemen 30 metres away didn't come running in our direction when my shriek pierced through the humid air) + walking into oncoming traffic + attention seeking laughter (this dude I know was definitely checking triskyn's long limbs out - PJ's too small).

nyehehe. another 48 years and we're one step closer to that wii room!

next time: ss2 glass noodles + fly kite + boston!

Sunday, February 21, 2010

cool ;)

is when people message you on msn asking,

'where are you now?'

Saturday, February 20, 2010

: )

random visits at random hours are the best-est! (in the spirit of being back in Malaysia)

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Day 3.

in chronological order.

1. Family lunch
2. Family Visit
3. Visit from another Family
3. Extended Family dinner
4. Cheesy Chinese New Year film (which was surprisingly HILARIOUS) with 1/5 th of uncle's FAMILY.
5. 3/5 th Family drive in fright from cheesy chinese new year film with eardrum busting volume control (correction: the lack of it)

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Its good to be back!

amanians
taylorians
melburnians

the conversations, the company : )
2 hours - delayed arrivals, ex b*ing, study load whinging
3 hours - whirlwind of affairs, favour!
3 1/2 hours - corporate slavery, tattoo, surprise homecomings!
4 hours - birthday boy, blame the indecisive

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Day 1

Nasi lemak with pork curry
50 cents doughnut from market
yau char kwai
yau char kwai with red bean
KOPI AIS SATU BANG!
yam cake
lo shi fun
ais kacang
hainanese chicken chop
GAL PALS FRIENDS FOREVA XOXOXOXO

: ))

Saturday, February 06, 2010

You don't need to look far.


Shove this in my face if I ever reach a point in my career where I don't have to think twice about splurging big bucks on a very unecessary Hermes.

Cotton Country.

At the station, Qing and his team squeeze into carriage 12 of heir workers' train. Qing carries in his backpack one modest pack of sausages, two small bottles of water and an apple. That's all he'll be consume on his sweltering three-day journey to the cotton farms of western China [Xinjiang].

Qing, has no idea about the simmering resentment people like him [cotton migrants] are causing. On July 5, 2009 race riots broke out in Urumqi, Xinjiang's capital, leaving almost 200 dead.

- Garnaut, J. & Li, M., February 6, 2010, The Cotton Country, The Age


Friday, February 05, 2010

The 5 W's.

What if I had never left?
Who would I count as friends?
Where would I be right now on a Friday night?
When and will I, have I ever got my act together?
Why and would I ever have thought to write this?

Wednesday, February 03, 2010

Not for the Faint Hearted.

I finally braved myself to clean up my 'links' list.

Left unchanged for the past 4 years, names were interspersed with intentional spelling errors, and block letters in between to add 'edge' to what appeared then to my 16 year old self as sedate Times New Roman typography.

Now, what took me this long.

Even if it was 5 letters, every link held a story.
Its display style, the order (only alphabetized much later, didn't want accusations of playing favourites to hold!) and doh the blogs itself.
Others have moved on, deleting, leaving blogs stagnant, but I held on.
Well twentygasptwo calls for adultdoom, so I've clicked the memories into oblivion,
and marching on forward!

Oh, but there's those special few I'm stubbornly clinging on for dear life.
To remind me of how good it once was :)

Though I must add, very much against adult etiquette, I was very tempted to entitle the links column,wait for it,

FRIENDS4EVA.

Stir it Up.

An unjust law is no law at all

- St Augustine

Keep Your Eyes on the Ball.

Tolson : Who is the judge?

Debaters: The judge is God.

Tolson: Why is he God?

Debaters: Because he decides who wins or loses. Not my opponent.

Tolson: Who is your opponent?

Debaters: He does not exist.

Tolson: Why does he not exist?

Debaters: Because he is a mere dissenting voice of the truth I speak!

-The Great Debaters (2007)