Sunday, January 25, 2009

2009 CNY

Today is officially my saddest day of 2009!


FUCK!

but good oso la, cos if today is the saddest day, no other day can top the level of sadness today!

But still.... FUCK! FUCK!

FUCK the job interviews, else I'll be in Malaysia boozing and eating and travelling~!

FUCK the room renting, else I'll be living in my own room, FOR FREE!

All for the 2.4 times exchange rate. I WILL PREVAIL! MCH!


Saturday, January 24, 2009

Nicholas Kristof

... is an International Journalist for the New York Times. And this is his YT channel (link).

Despite hearing a dandily banjo playing upon entering his site, his works are mostly gloomier in mood. 

Extortion, women abuse, child labour, sweatshops, poverty, forced prostitution - things that are unheard of in mainstream media. After seeing the videos, it is hard to believe that these ARE happening in undeveloped countries. Shocked and disgusted by the acts of the human kins, I decided to contribute my meager effort in spreading his message. Because 3000++ views just isn't enough awareness for the unfortunates, when "Evolution of Dance" (I&II) tops the view ratings among Internet users.

How about a fair share of entertainment and dismal? 

Urging people to look at the ugly side isn't my cup of tea. Looking at grotesque images and listening to horrifying stories bothers me as well. However, the dark side of the moon complements its lustre.  

I dream with my eyes open.

Friday, January 16, 2009

Cigar


There are plenty of things I'd like to do at least once - silly little things. Like, bungee jumping, complete a Chopin ballade (work in progress), smoking weed :), climb a mountain, perfect a butterfly kick, learn French, learn Japanese, learn German, travel alone to a distant land, jump high to perform a slam dunk... the list goes on.

Today, I've tried smoking a cigar.

After hours of web surfing on how to cut and light a cigar, I went to a tobacconist, got myself a decent cigar, light it and sat on my lawn watching the clouds move on the skies.

The brand of cigar is 'La Paz Gran Corona'. 'Gran Corona' states the size of cigar, and the cigar came from 'La Paz' somewhere in South America.

Despite its neat little package and '100% Tabaco' stamp, both attempts to disguise the cigar as a South American/Caribbean descent, a little Google-ing made apparent that it is a bastard child of Indonesian, Paraguay and Havana 'tabaco'.

Crafty little Hispanics.

Nevertheless, it tasted aromatic. In fact, too aromatic towards the end it started stinging my tongue.

And, cigars smell like old people.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

I am so fat, I ...

... finally look like an engineer.
... run 5 kms on alternate days (now replaced by Wushu).
... watched all my movies in panoramic mode, so that the actors look 'wider'.

... developed gravitational field.
... posed like Victoria Becks with my cheeks all tucked in.
... wished i could only feed on air moisture.
... be donating 1 pint of blood to perpetuate indefinite weight loss.
... hate Summer. FREAKING HOT!!