Darkschunt 
Wednesday, February 25, 2004
So right now i've been in perth for about a week or so...the weather was horribly hot when i first came...forty degrees...but it's cooled down since then...still pretty hot though...
got settled into my flat...three girls three guys...they seem pretty friendly. the only thing that sux here is that i have to start making new friends to go clubbing with and i don't have a car to drive around. man i miss everyone back home! where are all the crazy people here?
Still trying to find my way around...taking buses and trying to rob people with cool cars...searching for places that offer shisha and trying to keep my room clean...
one of the great things about perth is that when you look up at the sky at night, you see a million stars. Back home, all the lights blot out most of the stars.
the university isn't too bad but it's so big; i hate having to walk all over the place. just signed up for my journalism classes, let's hope that i can hack it here.
marcus refused to come to perth with me...last seen heading to europe with fangs almost full grown...expecting dramatic letters from him anytime soon...
(0) comments
got settled into my flat...three girls three guys...they seem pretty friendly. the only thing that sux here is that i have to start making new friends to go clubbing with and i don't have a car to drive around. man i miss everyone back home! where are all the crazy people here?
Still trying to find my way around...taking buses and trying to rob people with cool cars...searching for places that offer shisha and trying to keep my room clean...
one of the great things about perth is that when you look up at the sky at night, you see a million stars. Back home, all the lights blot out most of the stars.
the university isn't too bad but it's so big; i hate having to walk all over the place. just signed up for my journalism classes, let's hope that i can hack it here.
marcus refused to come to perth with me...last seen heading to europe with fangs almost full grown...expecting dramatic letters from him anytime soon...
(0) comments
Monday, February 16, 2004
Just added second chapter to my fiction page. I need to start packing!!! *panic attack panic attack panic attack* Must stop procrastinating now!!!
(0) comments
(0) comments
Sunday, February 15, 2004
So...
Yesterday was Valentine's Day. Spent most of the day sleeping (and being very grumpy whenever someone woke me up on the phone to wish me happy valentine's day - very, very, very sorry w & k! i'm such a meanie when people wake me up! a thousand apologies!). Had a barbecue with the usual Saturday nite frens and spent the rest of the nite clubbing. Valentine's Day should be Clubbing Day instead. Everyone always ends up going clubbing, whether they're single or not.
Actually, this year's Valentine's Day should have been Stay Off the Road day. I think I spent like more than half the night stuck in traffic jams and hunting for parking spots. And there must have been a million road blocks and car-crash accidents last night. I was nearly in one! This guy rear-ended me from behind (while we were stuck in a traffic jam, no less) but luckily, there didn't seem to be any damage because it was more of a soft bump. Whew!
One thing which I have realized over the past few days is that it is very convenient to be leaving for another country by next week when unwanted guys try to ask for your number. "Darling, I would just love to continue this absolutely fascinating conversation, but I'm not going to be in town for the next few years...oh, what, my e-mail address? er...ah...I don't believe in modern technology!"
The moon was still around for Valentine's Day. It's just a small sliver, though, a slim crescent. Like a Sailormoon moon.
I came back at dawn today but I'm not going to sleep until tonight in an attempt to straighten out my biological clock before I start uni so that I can start sleeping at night and waking up in the morning instead of vice versa.
I added a fiction page on my website, but I haven't put anything except the first chapter of a story I wrote. I hope I have time to put in the other chapters as well as add more stuff to my site but I think I'm going to be really busy for the next couple of weeks what with leaving and everything...
Oh well. I think I'm just going to put in the link to my website on this blog now. Otherwise I don't know when I'm ever going to put it up! Cheers! *champagne bursts open and guzzles to a disappointing puddle of foam at feet.*
(0) comments
Yesterday was Valentine's Day. Spent most of the day sleeping (and being very grumpy whenever someone woke me up on the phone to wish me happy valentine's day - very, very, very sorry w & k! i'm such a meanie when people wake me up! a thousand apologies!). Had a barbecue with the usual Saturday nite frens and spent the rest of the nite clubbing. Valentine's Day should be Clubbing Day instead. Everyone always ends up going clubbing, whether they're single or not.
Actually, this year's Valentine's Day should have been Stay Off the Road day. I think I spent like more than half the night stuck in traffic jams and hunting for parking spots. And there must have been a million road blocks and car-crash accidents last night. I was nearly in one! This guy rear-ended me from behind (while we were stuck in a traffic jam, no less) but luckily, there didn't seem to be any damage because it was more of a soft bump. Whew!
One thing which I have realized over the past few days is that it is very convenient to be leaving for another country by next week when unwanted guys try to ask for your number. "Darling, I would just love to continue this absolutely fascinating conversation, but I'm not going to be in town for the next few years...oh, what, my e-mail address? er...ah...I don't believe in modern technology!"
The moon was still around for Valentine's Day. It's just a small sliver, though, a slim crescent. Like a Sailormoon moon.
I came back at dawn today but I'm not going to sleep until tonight in an attempt to straighten out my biological clock before I start uni so that I can start sleeping at night and waking up in the morning instead of vice versa.
I added a fiction page on my website, but I haven't put anything except the first chapter of a story I wrote. I hope I have time to put in the other chapters as well as add more stuff to my site but I think I'm going to be really busy for the next couple of weeks what with leaving and everything...
Oh well. I think I'm just going to put in the link to my website on this blog now. Otherwise I don't know when I'm ever going to put it up! Cheers! *champagne bursts open and guzzles to a disappointing puddle of foam at feet.*
(0) comments
Saturday, February 14, 2004
Happy Past.
Last night the moon was a perfect half. No idea what it looks like today; it seems to have disappeared completely. That was fast.
Tonight (or should I say last night since it's early Saturday morning now) our usual Saturday-nite group got together for a farewell for me and Joy. It's strange that our last night should be on a Friday night and not Saturday night but since it's Friday the Thirteenth, it all fits well anyway. ;)
Joy's leaving tomorrow! sniff sniff! I'm gonna miss her sooo much. And then I'm gonna be leaving soon. I'm going to miss everyone. I always thought that I was the kind of person who looked to the future, and doesn't let the past weigh her down but I just realized that when the past has been a great one...
I haven't even started packing my suitcase and coffin yet. I still have a ton of stuff to buy, CDs to burn, people to say goodbye to...
Came home tonight only to realize that I'd left my keys at home and the whole family's fast asleep. Ended up resorting to what I used to do when I used to sneak out of the house after midnight in high school - climbed over the wall and squeeze myself in through the window. It's a good thing I haven't put on weight since then or else I'd never get in through the grill holes. And it's a good thing I remembered one of the window handles were broken otherwise I would never have been able to open the window. Scared my next-door neighbor (the one who I mentioned before that always stays up late in his garden) as I climbed over the wall. He thought I was a robber. Oh yeah, a robber in high heels with a purse. But it's nice to have such a vigilante neighbor. Between the two of us, no robber will ever dare break into our houses at night - we're always hanging around with all the lights on.
The past couple of nights have gone by in a haze of tequila, cigarettes, low-grade crack and shisha. I hereby proceed to grade the shisha spots in KL:
Red Chamber - this is a really nice place to smoke shisha, very great atmosphere, pretty good shisha. Lots of red deco and dim lighting. But quite pricey.
Spell - this is a new place that just opened up across the road from Red Chamber. Visited the place last night. The shisha isn't very nice though. And the mouthpiece kept falling out.
Some place along the row of clubs outside Sunway Pyramid whose name I can't remember - i like the shisha here and the price isn't too bad. And unlike Red Chamber they don't make you order a lot of overpriced drinks before you can have your shisha. The only cons are that it's out in the open, that is if you don't like having people constantly walking by your table and looking at you.
And of course there are a bunch more places like the one in Hartamas Square near China Max and this other place in Subang and the mamak at Bangsar and probably a whole bunch of places in KL that I have never heard of before. But that's all unimportant because soon I will be going to Perth and checking out the shisha spots there instead. ;)
Finally figured out how to create a side bar on my website! Will soon be putting up stuff and then when I think that it's ready I'll put a link onto it from here! :)
(0) comments
Last night the moon was a perfect half. No idea what it looks like today; it seems to have disappeared completely. That was fast.
Tonight (or should I say last night since it's early Saturday morning now) our usual Saturday-nite group got together for a farewell for me and Joy. It's strange that our last night should be on a Friday night and not Saturday night but since it's Friday the Thirteenth, it all fits well anyway. ;)
Joy's leaving tomorrow! sniff sniff! I'm gonna miss her sooo much. And then I'm gonna be leaving soon. I'm going to miss everyone. I always thought that I was the kind of person who looked to the future, and doesn't let the past weigh her down but I just realized that when the past has been a great one...
I haven't even started packing my suitcase and coffin yet. I still have a ton of stuff to buy, CDs to burn, people to say goodbye to...
Came home tonight only to realize that I'd left my keys at home and the whole family's fast asleep. Ended up resorting to what I used to do when I used to sneak out of the house after midnight in high school - climbed over the wall and squeeze myself in through the window. It's a good thing I haven't put on weight since then or else I'd never get in through the grill holes. And it's a good thing I remembered one of the window handles were broken otherwise I would never have been able to open the window. Scared my next-door neighbor (the one who I mentioned before that always stays up late in his garden) as I climbed over the wall. He thought I was a robber. Oh yeah, a robber in high heels with a purse. But it's nice to have such a vigilante neighbor. Between the two of us, no robber will ever dare break into our houses at night - we're always hanging around with all the lights on.
The past couple of nights have gone by in a haze of tequila, cigarettes, low-grade crack and shisha. I hereby proceed to grade the shisha spots in KL:
Red Chamber - this is a really nice place to smoke shisha, very great atmosphere, pretty good shisha. Lots of red deco and dim lighting. But quite pricey.
Spell - this is a new place that just opened up across the road from Red Chamber. Visited the place last night. The shisha isn't very nice though. And the mouthpiece kept falling out.
Some place along the row of clubs outside Sunway Pyramid whose name I can't remember - i like the shisha here and the price isn't too bad. And unlike Red Chamber they don't make you order a lot of overpriced drinks before you can have your shisha. The only cons are that it's out in the open, that is if you don't like having people constantly walking by your table and looking at you.
And of course there are a bunch more places like the one in Hartamas Square near China Max and this other place in Subang and the mamak at Bangsar and probably a whole bunch of places in KL that I have never heard of before. But that's all unimportant because soon I will be going to Perth and checking out the shisha spots there instead. ;)
Finally figured out how to create a side bar on my website! Will soon be putting up stuff and then when I think that it's ready I'll put a link onto it from here! :)
(0) comments
Wednesday, February 11, 2004
Moon of Nostalgia.
The moon isn't full anymore. It looks a little like someone took a nibble off it at the top. But tonight was really good - the sky is so full of twinkling stars. So pretty.
I went out to Hartamas today with some friends to drink. Later on, hung out at Joy's house until 'bout three something-ish, yakking. It feels so strange that we're all going overseas so soon, and won't see each other or most of our other friends until the end of this year. We've been waiting so long to get away from home and all that, but now that the moment's finally here, there's been such an odd sensation of nostalgia and bittersweetness going on inside me. I've never realized how much I really loved KL and everything and everyone here until I'm finally going to leave it. Just hanging out with friends and all the fun and crazy things that we always end up doing. Then there's the feeling that things might never be the same again once I leave. But I guess that this is all part of that growing up and growing further apart thing that everyone always ends up going through. And no matter what happens, well, my friends will always be my friends. :) *Hugs, guys*
Today, as I was driving through all the old familiar streets/looked at all the city lights and highway bridges/turned onto my road/stopped the car outside the house/rest my arms upon the steering wheel/looked at all the stars in the night sky/a certain sense of nostalgia/evelopes me/the turning wheel of fate and destiny.
As I was letting myself into my house tonight, I noticed my next door neighbor on a chaise lounge outside his house, reading a book under the porch lamp. What was he doing - getting a moon tan? He's another night creature. Never goes to bed before at least four or five in the morning. His kids are so used to staying up late that when his daughter (who's about eight or nine or so) was given this question on her Moral Studies test that went something like: "Is staying up late at night good or bad?" she answered "Of course it's good." Needless to say, she lost marks for that answer. Tests. Bah. What do they know???
(0) comments
The moon isn't full anymore. It looks a little like someone took a nibble off it at the top. But tonight was really good - the sky is so full of twinkling stars. So pretty.
I went out to Hartamas today with some friends to drink. Later on, hung out at Joy's house until 'bout three something-ish, yakking. It feels so strange that we're all going overseas so soon, and won't see each other or most of our other friends until the end of this year. We've been waiting so long to get away from home and all that, but now that the moment's finally here, there's been such an odd sensation of nostalgia and bittersweetness going on inside me. I've never realized how much I really loved KL and everything and everyone here until I'm finally going to leave it. Just hanging out with friends and all the fun and crazy things that we always end up doing. Then there's the feeling that things might never be the same again once I leave. But I guess that this is all part of that growing up and growing further apart thing that everyone always ends up going through. And no matter what happens, well, my friends will always be my friends. :) *Hugs, guys*
Today, as I was driving through all the old familiar streets/looked at all the city lights and highway bridges/turned onto my road/stopped the car outside the house/rest my arms upon the steering wheel/looked at all the stars in the night sky/a certain sense of nostalgia/evelopes me/the turning wheel of fate and destiny.
As I was letting myself into my house tonight, I noticed my next door neighbor on a chaise lounge outside his house, reading a book under the porch lamp. What was he doing - getting a moon tan? He's another night creature. Never goes to bed before at least four or five in the morning. His kids are so used to staying up late that when his daughter (who's about eight or nine or so) was given this question on her Moral Studies test that went something like: "Is staying up late at night good or bad?" she answered "Of course it's good." Needless to say, she lost marks for that answer. Tests. Bah. What do they know???
(0) comments
Tuesday, February 10, 2004
There is such a thing as a Good Samaritan.
The moon is still full, but it's definitely getting lower in the sky. The star's remaining in its usual position though so tonight they have finally separated, with the star hovering a distance above the moon.
With the full moon period stretching over so many nights, Marcus has given in to his instincts and gone out hunting again. We tried to warn him over going out before his fangs are fully grown but oh no, he never listens to smart advice. He's just way too foolhardy, but that's why we all love him. I mean like.
Today was so hectic and stressful! I am never going out in the day again!!!
First I had to battle morning traffic, getting lost, and making police reports in order to get a new driver's license issued. Then, just when I got my license, I realized I had lost my ic!!! What are the ironies of losing your ic on the same day you get your new driver's license after having lost your license for nearly half a year? I nearly killed myself retracing my steps throughout subang and state looking for my ic. And i was just about ready to give up and make my third police report for lost documents in a year when suddenly... a miracle!!! Some beautiful soul had found my ic and turned it over to the guardhouse at my (ex) college!!! There are such things as Good Samaritans after all!!! May bountiful and unbelievable blessings shower upon that wondrous person!!!
Went night marketing again! I'm going to miss them when I go to Perth. I don't think they have night markets there do they? Anyway not like the ones here. God, I'm going to miss home. *blurblurb big eyes well with tears and spill over*
My friend mentioned today that I was like the only person she felt safe with walking in dark streets late at night because I'm always, well, walking in dark streets late at night and nothing ever happens to me. (yet. touch wood.) That, and the fact that I own a pair of blades.
Today was the first day I started driving my car since it got back from the shop. I missed driving so much!!! I love love love driving and my car. *hugs to Anthony; we've been through so much together!!!*
Added some new poems into my Red Leaves Forest blog (link on the left). Later, when I get my digital camera and figure out how to scan stuff into the pc, I'm going to add some illustrations for some poems so just keep checking in!
(0) comments
The moon is still full, but it's definitely getting lower in the sky. The star's remaining in its usual position though so tonight they have finally separated, with the star hovering a distance above the moon.
With the full moon period stretching over so many nights, Marcus has given in to his instincts and gone out hunting again. We tried to warn him over going out before his fangs are fully grown but oh no, he never listens to smart advice. He's just way too foolhardy, but that's why we all love him. I mean like.
Today was so hectic and stressful! I am never going out in the day again!!!
First I had to battle morning traffic, getting lost, and making police reports in order to get a new driver's license issued. Then, just when I got my license, I realized I had lost my ic!!! What are the ironies of losing your ic on the same day you get your new driver's license after having lost your license for nearly half a year? I nearly killed myself retracing my steps throughout subang and state looking for my ic. And i was just about ready to give up and make my third police report for lost documents in a year when suddenly... a miracle!!! Some beautiful soul had found my ic and turned it over to the guardhouse at my (ex) college!!! There are such things as Good Samaritans after all!!! May bountiful and unbelievable blessings shower upon that wondrous person!!!
Went night marketing again! I'm going to miss them when I go to Perth. I don't think they have night markets there do they? Anyway not like the ones here. God, I'm going to miss home. *blurblurb big eyes well with tears and spill over*
My friend mentioned today that I was like the only person she felt safe with walking in dark streets late at night because I'm always, well, walking in dark streets late at night and nothing ever happens to me. (yet. touch wood.) That, and the fact that I own a pair of blades.
Today was the first day I started driving my car since it got back from the shop. I missed driving so much!!! I love love love driving and my car. *hugs to Anthony; we've been through so much together!!!*
Added some new poems into my Red Leaves Forest blog (link on the left). Later, when I get my digital camera and figure out how to scan stuff into the pc, I'm going to add some illustrations for some poems so just keep checking in!
(0) comments
Monday, February 09, 2004
Polytheism versus Monotheism versus Atheists.
Speaking of Hindhuism, I was just thinking about my opinion on religion. Everyone's always blabbing on about how their religion is better and every one else are heathens. Isn't that like the antithesis of all religions (except the satanic ones?) I mean it doesn't matter wether you're a christian or a buddhist or whatever. God is god. The problem with everyone is that they're too simple minded to realize that it doesn't matter which channel you go through, you still get through to the same god.
And what's the deal with blaming god for everything? For crying out loud, you were given the choices, you made the choices, and now you gotta live with it. If you weren't given those choices you'd be a lot worse off then you already are!
But I digress. Back to that "my religion is better than yours" stuff. Let's talk about polytheism versus monotheism. The thing with this issue is that everyone's making such a hoo-hah over this when the answer is so simple and so clear. I was in the car with a Hindhu friend and a Christian friend once. For some reason we started talking about theology and the Christian one couldn't understand how the Hindhu one could pray to so many "heathen" gods (or something like that). And the Hindhu one mentions that for her, her personal god is Ganesh, the elephant god, because he's suppose to be a special patron god of children (or something like that, I have a short-term memory). And she feels safe with him (or something like that) and that's why she prays to him. And i had this sudden epiphany. You know, all those different gods of one religion are like the different sides of the same god. That's just that religion's way of differentiating the many different sides of god. Okay, I don't know if I'm explaining this very well.
Another example: Take taoism. They don't have any gods, which sets them entirely apart from that mono/poly stuff. But the basic thing to remember is that: they still promote goodness. The way of the tao doesn't teach killing your neighbors, et. cetera, they place importance in developing virtue and being kind to others without expecting rewards and so on. And since god is suppose to be the epitomy of love, goodness, kindness, etc., then taoism is, in its own way, worshipping god, except that the taoists don't bother to manifest goodness and love as a godlike being. Having no god doesn't make them heathens just as much as having a lot of gods or one god makes other religions heathens. God is god is goodness and kindness towards others.
So the bottomline is that it doesn't matter which religion you are, if you're going to be disrespectful to other religions and shake your head and say "man, they are so wrong" (and i have lots of friends who do that, which is sooo annoying, even when they're in the same religion that i am), you're not exactly endearing your religion to others. All religions teach the same thing; they just happen to have different ways of teaching. (except, you know, satanism and that, but that's a different topic for another day. And, you know, satanism is like the darker side to balance things out. Anyone saw Bedazzled starring Liz Hurley and Brendan Fraser? I like what they said about the devil and god at the end of the movie in the courthouse). And to end this, it doesn't matter wether a religion is poly, mono, or atheistic-like, all that matters is looooove. If you don't have the love, then you're not too high up the ladder of humanity.
I was just looking at a list of articles on the web where people with religions that have a god are busy ranting about atheists. See! They're making such a fuss when the real thing that matters is wether you're a good person or not. That's what I call misguided.
Lorne's head: "Where is the praising and extolling of my virtues? Where's the love?"
- Angel Season Two, Episode 22 "There's No Place Like Plrtz Glrb".
Jasmine: No. No, Angel. There are no absolutes. No right and wrong. Haven't you learned anything working for the Powers? There are only choices. I offered paradise. You chose this!
Angel: Because I could. Because that's what you
took away from us. Choice.
Jasmine: And look what free will has gotten you.
Angel: Hey, I didn't say we were smart. I said it's
our right. It's what makes us human.
- Angel Season Four, Episode 21 "Peace Out".
(0) comments
Speaking of Hindhuism, I was just thinking about my opinion on religion. Everyone's always blabbing on about how their religion is better and every one else are heathens. Isn't that like the antithesis of all religions (except the satanic ones?) I mean it doesn't matter wether you're a christian or a buddhist or whatever. God is god. The problem with everyone is that they're too simple minded to realize that it doesn't matter which channel you go through, you still get through to the same god.
And what's the deal with blaming god for everything? For crying out loud, you were given the choices, you made the choices, and now you gotta live with it. If you weren't given those choices you'd be a lot worse off then you already are!
But I digress. Back to that "my religion is better than yours" stuff. Let's talk about polytheism versus monotheism. The thing with this issue is that everyone's making such a hoo-hah over this when the answer is so simple and so clear. I was in the car with a Hindhu friend and a Christian friend once. For some reason we started talking about theology and the Christian one couldn't understand how the Hindhu one could pray to so many "heathen" gods (or something like that). And the Hindhu one mentions that for her, her personal god is Ganesh, the elephant god, because he's suppose to be a special patron god of children (or something like that, I have a short-term memory). And she feels safe with him (or something like that) and that's why she prays to him. And i had this sudden epiphany. You know, all those different gods of one religion are like the different sides of the same god. That's just that religion's way of differentiating the many different sides of god. Okay, I don't know if I'm explaining this very well.
Another example: Take taoism. They don't have any gods, which sets them entirely apart from that mono/poly stuff. But the basic thing to remember is that: they still promote goodness. The way of the tao doesn't teach killing your neighbors, et. cetera, they place importance in developing virtue and being kind to others without expecting rewards and so on. And since god is suppose to be the epitomy of love, goodness, kindness, etc., then taoism is, in its own way, worshipping god, except that the taoists don't bother to manifest goodness and love as a godlike being. Having no god doesn't make them heathens just as much as having a lot of gods or one god makes other religions heathens. God is god is goodness and kindness towards others.
So the bottomline is that it doesn't matter which religion you are, if you're going to be disrespectful to other religions and shake your head and say "man, they are so wrong" (and i have lots of friends who do that, which is sooo annoying, even when they're in the same religion that i am), you're not exactly endearing your religion to others. All religions teach the same thing; they just happen to have different ways of teaching. (except, you know, satanism and that, but that's a different topic for another day. And, you know, satanism is like the darker side to balance things out. Anyone saw Bedazzled starring Liz Hurley and Brendan Fraser? I like what they said about the devil and god at the end of the movie in the courthouse). And to end this, it doesn't matter wether a religion is poly, mono, or atheistic-like, all that matters is looooove. If you don't have the love, then you're not too high up the ladder of humanity.
I was just looking at a list of articles on the web where people with religions that have a god are busy ranting about atheists. See! They're making such a fuss when the real thing that matters is wether you're a good person or not. That's what I call misguided.
Lorne's head: "Where is the praising and extolling of my virtues? Where's the love?"
- Angel Season Two, Episode 22 "There's No Place Like Plrtz Glrb".
Jasmine: No. No, Angel. There are no absolutes. No right and wrong. Haven't you learned anything working for the Powers? There are only choices. I offered paradise. You chose this!
Angel: Because I could. Because that's what you
took away from us. Choice.
Jasmine: And look what free will has gotten you.
Angel: Hey, I didn't say we were smart. I said it's
our right. It's what makes us human.
- Angel Season Four, Episode 21 "Peace Out".
(0) comments
Just got back from having dim sum for supper yumyum.
The moon has been full for the past few nights, but the ring of light around it has been gradually growing smaller and smaller. There's a tiny bright star right next to the moon, like it's faithful boyfriend or something.
My car finally came back from the shop! Thank god! I've been having serious driving withdrawal symptoms. No more taxis for this girl! Man am I going to miss Anthony when I leave for Perth.
Tomorrow I have to wake up at the crack of dawn to beat the crowd to get my driver's license renewed (after losing it for the second time!). Imagine. I'll probably burst into flames when I step out the door. Marcus says not to bother going out in the day but then that's Marcus. He doesn't understand people. He hardly ever leaves the basement until the sun sets. And now that he's in hiding...well...okay, I shouldn't be talking about this, should I?
I've been driving around without my license for the past few months. It's a miracle that I haven't been stopped by the police. Yesterday there was a police road block around 2am on the way home.
Chicken flu is on the news everyday. It's spread to pigs now. Poor little piggies. How did that happen - did the chicks rape the pigs or something? And in Bali, they had this huge Hindhu ceremony where they sprinkled holy water on all infected chickens before slaughtering them. If the flu suddenly ceases, we might just see a sudden mass conversion to Hindhuism.
(0) comments
The moon has been full for the past few nights, but the ring of light around it has been gradually growing smaller and smaller. There's a tiny bright star right next to the moon, like it's faithful boyfriend or something.
My car finally came back from the shop! Thank god! I've been having serious driving withdrawal symptoms. No more taxis for this girl! Man am I going to miss Anthony when I leave for Perth.
Tomorrow I have to wake up at the crack of dawn to beat the crowd to get my driver's license renewed (after losing it for the second time!). Imagine. I'll probably burst into flames when I step out the door. Marcus says not to bother going out in the day but then that's Marcus. He doesn't understand people. He hardly ever leaves the basement until the sun sets. And now that he's in hiding...well...okay, I shouldn't be talking about this, should I?
I've been driving around without my license for the past few months. It's a miracle that I haven't been stopped by the police. Yesterday there was a police road block around 2am on the way home.
Chicken flu is on the news everyday. It's spread to pigs now. Poor little piggies. How did that happen - did the chicks rape the pigs or something? And in Bali, they had this huge Hindhu ceremony where they sprinkled holy water on all infected chickens before slaughtering them. If the flu suddenly ceases, we might just see a sudden mass conversion to Hindhuism.
(0) comments
Sunday, February 08, 2004
I just put in a web counter on my blog because I was curious about wether anyone really comes to take a look at it. Let's just hope that it's not an embarassingly small number lol. I wanted one of those hidden counters but I couldn't figure out how to make the code work. Read: html incompatible!!!
(0) comments
(0) comments
I made my first web site under angel fire hosting today which was pretty exciting and frustrating all at the same time. I know absolutely nothing about html or adobe photoshop or any of that stuff so I'm going to have to start from scratch on this. This blogging stuff is definitely easier. Right now, I'm trying to figure out how to add frames. I followed what this one website on html basics instructed but no juice. I'll put a link on my blog to the site when I feel that it's worthy of being seen by the outside world - hahah.
Went to watch Intolerable Cruelty today. Catherine Zeta-Jones' character has my name!!! The show was pretty funny. Had dinner at Kim Gary's - finally! It feels as if everyone except me has been to Kim Gary. Everytime I see Ryan online he's always asking me "have you eaten at Kim Gary's yet?" Yes, Ryan, I have! Now ask me something else and try a more intelligent question this time! There were tons of people waiting at the entrance - this place is really popular. Had the fried spaghetti because, well, I've never tried fried spaghetti before. Tastes just like yee meen. It wasn't too bad, and the fried chicken wings were pretty good too. My mother and grandmother would love it here.
While I was in Thailand, my mom, sis, and I bought a load of Thai silk and brought it home to be tailored. They were finally ready today. LURVE my red silk skirt and bustier top. I looked like the Big Bad Fairy when I tried them on. I'm thinking my snakeskin red high heels with this outfit. Mmmm. Red. *Licks lips. Sips blood.*
(0) comments
Went to watch Intolerable Cruelty today. Catherine Zeta-Jones' character has my name!!! The show was pretty funny. Had dinner at Kim Gary's - finally! It feels as if everyone except me has been to Kim Gary. Everytime I see Ryan online he's always asking me "have you eaten at Kim Gary's yet?" Yes, Ryan, I have! Now ask me something else and try a more intelligent question this time! There were tons of people waiting at the entrance - this place is really popular. Had the fried spaghetti because, well, I've never tried fried spaghetti before. Tastes just like yee meen. It wasn't too bad, and the fried chicken wings were pretty good too. My mother and grandmother would love it here.
While I was in Thailand, my mom, sis, and I bought a load of Thai silk and brought it home to be tailored. They were finally ready today. LURVE my red silk skirt and bustier top. I looked like the Big Bad Fairy when I tried them on. I'm thinking my snakeskin red high heels with this outfit. Mmmm. Red. *Licks lips. Sips blood.*
(0) comments
Thursday, February 05, 2004
Meet Yum-Yum
I got my very first handcrafted boxwood comb today!!!
Let me just explain that it has always been my dream to own one of those handcrafted wooden combs that little old men in remote provinces of China and Japan spend their entire lives working to produce just one perfect little comb. Okay, so my comb was most likely produced by some middle-aged factory worker in the city. It's still handcrafted(i hope) and it's wooden. It's definitely wooden. And not just any wood but boxwood. I always wanted a boxwood comb after reading about them in Eric Van Lustbader's The Miko.
After I got the comb today from some tiny little shop called Carpenter Tan that sells nothing but these wooden combs, I spent like the entire day combing my hair with it. I combed it while having lunch at Sushi King. I combed it while I was waiting in the dressing room of F.O.S. I combed it while telling my friend (who I woke up at midnight to tell her about it) on the phone. All my friends say that I'm obsessed.
Look, it's a dream, okay? It may not be as heavyweight as world peace or something, but hey, it's a hell lot more realistic. It's a traditional handcrafted wooden comb!!!
And in the continuing tradition of naming all my cherished posessions (like my car, whose name is Anthony Keidis Rob Thomas Russell Crowe - don't ask, this was because of Joy who felt that Russell should be included because my car is a big car - Paul Bethany Wang Lee Hom), my beautiful new comb is blessed with a name. Her name is Yum-Yum.
Why Yum-Yum? Because I once read about a British play called The Mikado, in which some Japanese prince who ran away from the palace fell in love with Yum-Yum, the beautiful ward of the Lord High Executioner. Anyway, there was a picture of Yum-Yum with a maid combing her long hair, and so that picture just stuck in my mind ever since then. And therefore, my comb's name is Yum-Yum.
I love my comb. I love every single rounded edge and polished tooth of it. It's a beautiful comb.
Am I boring you? I am so sorry. Hah - you're just JEALOUS that you don't have a comb like mine!!!
Apparently, combing frequently with these combs can 'protect your hair, refresh your mind and prolong your life.'
Hmmm.
(0) comments
I got my very first handcrafted boxwood comb today!!!
Let me just explain that it has always been my dream to own one of those handcrafted wooden combs that little old men in remote provinces of China and Japan spend their entire lives working to produce just one perfect little comb. Okay, so my comb was most likely produced by some middle-aged factory worker in the city. It's still handcrafted(i hope) and it's wooden. It's definitely wooden. And not just any wood but boxwood. I always wanted a boxwood comb after reading about them in Eric Van Lustbader's The Miko.
After I got the comb today from some tiny little shop called Carpenter Tan that sells nothing but these wooden combs, I spent like the entire day combing my hair with it. I combed it while having lunch at Sushi King. I combed it while I was waiting in the dressing room of F.O.S. I combed it while telling my friend (who I woke up at midnight to tell her about it) on the phone. All my friends say that I'm obsessed.
Look, it's a dream, okay? It may not be as heavyweight as world peace or something, but hey, it's a hell lot more realistic. It's a traditional handcrafted wooden comb!!!
And in the continuing tradition of naming all my cherished posessions (like my car, whose name is Anthony Keidis Rob Thomas Russell Crowe - don't ask, this was because of Joy who felt that Russell should be included because my car is a big car - Paul Bethany Wang Lee Hom), my beautiful new comb is blessed with a name. Her name is Yum-Yum.
Why Yum-Yum? Because I once read about a British play called The Mikado, in which some Japanese prince who ran away from the palace fell in love with Yum-Yum, the beautiful ward of the Lord High Executioner. Anyway, there was a picture of Yum-Yum with a maid combing her long hair, and so that picture just stuck in my mind ever since then. And therefore, my comb's name is Yum-Yum.
I love my comb. I love every single rounded edge and polished tooth of it. It's a beautiful comb.
Am I boring you? I am so sorry. Hah - you're just JEALOUS that you don't have a comb like mine!!!
Apparently, combing frequently with these combs can 'protect your hair, refresh your mind and prolong your life.'
Hmmm.
(0) comments
Wednesday, February 04, 2004
The Foolish Fears and the Shame of Me.
Today I added a new link to this page - the International Campaign for Tibet link. Now the first thing I want to establish is that freedom for Tibet is something which I care very much about - and the second thing is that yes, I am Chinese. I love being Chinese. I know that there are Chinese who think Tibet is a part of China. But I believe that they are wrong - and that if Tibet wants to be its own independent country - let them!!! Let these people have their freedom!!!
For some reason which I cannot understand myself, I have always loved Tibet. I don't know why; I have never been to the place before. Strange as it seems, I loved it even before I knew it existed. And just one day, I picked up a newspaper and saw an article about Tibet, and somehow I knew that I had always loved this place all along.
And when I discovered what the Chinese - my own people - had done to the place, let's just say that I very strongly feel that it isn't right. Since then, I have been doing my best to find out all I can about Tibet. I've written a paper on Tibet's right to freedom in college and will be putting it up shortly and hopefully it will do something to bring awareness about the country.
Also, another reason for writing this post was to talk about my mixed feelings while I was deciding on a link to a Tibetan website for my blog. I already knew I wanted to put a link up, the problem was that when the time came, I got a little apprehensive - all right, I was scared. I've read things written on the Internet - how strongly some people believe that Tibet is a part of China. How hostile some people can get when it comes to this issue. I may love Tibet, but I also love China and all things Chinese. I'm scared of hostilities from other Chinese who feel that Tibet rightfully belong to China. And it is a stupid fear! And one which is irrational and foolish and makes me disgusted with myself. Think about all those people who get tortured and killed for what they belive in! And I get scared just putting up an innocent link on my blog??? What kind of extremely cowardly pond scum am I? How am I suppose to make a stand about something I truly care about when I can't even do this one small thing?!? I've always prided myself in doing what I believe is right, no matter what other people think or say, but right now I find myself doing exactly the opposite and over just one tiny thing like this. It's embarassing and shameful. So, enough with fear. I don't care about these hostilities now - I have to follow what I believe in. And one of the things which I believe in strongly is that Tibet should be a free and independent country. And I'll do anything, no matter how big or small (like just putting up one tiny link in a blog practically nobody goes to), to support that belief.
(0) comments
Today I added a new link to this page - the International Campaign for Tibet link. Now the first thing I want to establish is that freedom for Tibet is something which I care very much about - and the second thing is that yes, I am Chinese. I love being Chinese. I know that there are Chinese who think Tibet is a part of China. But I believe that they are wrong - and that if Tibet wants to be its own independent country - let them!!! Let these people have their freedom!!!
For some reason which I cannot understand myself, I have always loved Tibet. I don't know why; I have never been to the place before. Strange as it seems, I loved it even before I knew it existed. And just one day, I picked up a newspaper and saw an article about Tibet, and somehow I knew that I had always loved this place all along.
And when I discovered what the Chinese - my own people - had done to the place, let's just say that I very strongly feel that it isn't right. Since then, I have been doing my best to find out all I can about Tibet. I've written a paper on Tibet's right to freedom in college and will be putting it up shortly and hopefully it will do something to bring awareness about the country.
Also, another reason for writing this post was to talk about my mixed feelings while I was deciding on a link to a Tibetan website for my blog. I already knew I wanted to put a link up, the problem was that when the time came, I got a little apprehensive - all right, I was scared. I've read things written on the Internet - how strongly some people believe that Tibet is a part of China. How hostile some people can get when it comes to this issue. I may love Tibet, but I also love China and all things Chinese. I'm scared of hostilities from other Chinese who feel that Tibet rightfully belong to China. And it is a stupid fear! And one which is irrational and foolish and makes me disgusted with myself. Think about all those people who get tortured and killed for what they belive in! And I get scared just putting up an innocent link on my blog??? What kind of extremely cowardly pond scum am I? How am I suppose to make a stand about something I truly care about when I can't even do this one small thing?!? I've always prided myself in doing what I believe is right, no matter what other people think or say, but right now I find myself doing exactly the opposite and over just one tiny thing like this. It's embarassing and shameful. So, enough with fear. I don't care about these hostilities now - I have to follow what I believe in. And one of the things which I believe in strongly is that Tibet should be a free and independent country. And I'll do anything, no matter how big or small (like just putting up one tiny link in a blog practically nobody goes to), to support that belief.
(0) comments
Tuesday, February 03, 2004
Heaven or Hell.
This weekend was a weekend of sad movies. On Saturday I saw Cheaper by the Dozen and on Sunday The Last Samurai and cried at both movies.
Now, is Ken Watanbe's character (Katsumodo) in The Last Samurai cool or what? Not to mention the guy who was playing Nobutada. That's what I like - cool warrior guys who go out and fight and die. And is it my imagination or did Tom Cruise look like he gained weight? I thought all that fighting would have made him fit.
It's not just sad movies this weekend either. Pierre La Mure's Moulin Rouge is that much more tragic than the movie by Baz Luhrmann. At least Nicole Kidman and Ewan McGregor were both good looking people who truly loved one another. Poor Henri Toulouse-Lautrec was an ugly crippled dwarf who longed desperately for love but couldn't find anyone (besides his mom, that is) who could give him that. Now that's suffering. But at least he was majorly talented, had tons of famous friends, and had a relatively good sex life (if not love life). did i just say that he suffered a lot? never mind!!!
some people are never grateful for what they already have *whine whine whine*
I went to some family reunion dinner today and it ended with a whole bunch of us sitting around the table playing blackjack. I lost money!!! To my own father!!! It's the same thing every year. I never win anything. It's time to start playing mah jong instead.
While at the dinner, I overheard some of the older generations going over a family tree my uncle was constructing. Apparently I am like the twenty-fifth generation or something, which means my family can't be that old. Unfortunately, things have come to a standstill in the family tree because the rest of the records are in some village in the Canton province in China where my great something grandfather came from and we can't get it because apparently there is some MONEY that my great something grandfather left after he died which was suppose to go to his first wife's family in China but...didn't make it there.
So apparently I come from a family of THIEVES and not some cool warrior-types with honor and stuff.
On Saturday, after watching The Last Samurai, a bunch of us went to Club 7 to shoot some pool. After dinner at Meng Tien, Amy, Ah Hong, Joy and I headed down to the park near Clarence's house to finish off the last of the fireworks (and the second bottle of red wine). There was a Chinese funeral going on at one of the houses nearby with lots of chanting and stuff, then they came over to the park to burn paper dolls and this big paper house and car so that the dead soul would have all that stuff in hell or heaven. We stayed in the dark shadows of the park to watch the fire; it was one of the most beautiful fires I've ever seen, with flames more pale gold than crimson or amber. When the paper house caught on fire, you could see the outlines of its structure burning, and it reminded me of the scene in Interview with the Vampire when Brad Pitt torched his New Orleans mansion. When the members of the funeral finally left the park, we left too, and drove off with the sounds of Evanescence's Imaginary playing while watching the funeral fire receding into the darkness.
(0) comments
This weekend was a weekend of sad movies. On Saturday I saw Cheaper by the Dozen and on Sunday The Last Samurai and cried at both movies.
Now, is Ken Watanbe's character (Katsumodo) in The Last Samurai cool or what? Not to mention the guy who was playing Nobutada. That's what I like - cool warrior guys who go out and fight and die. And is it my imagination or did Tom Cruise look like he gained weight? I thought all that fighting would have made him fit.
It's not just sad movies this weekend either. Pierre La Mure's Moulin Rouge is that much more tragic than the movie by Baz Luhrmann. At least Nicole Kidman and Ewan McGregor were both good looking people who truly loved one another. Poor Henri Toulouse-Lautrec was an ugly crippled dwarf who longed desperately for love but couldn't find anyone (besides his mom, that is) who could give him that. Now that's suffering. But at least he was majorly talented, had tons of famous friends, and had a relatively good sex life (if not love life). did i just say that he suffered a lot? never mind!!!
some people are never grateful for what they already have *whine whine whine*
I went to some family reunion dinner today and it ended with a whole bunch of us sitting around the table playing blackjack. I lost money!!! To my own father!!! It's the same thing every year. I never win anything. It's time to start playing mah jong instead.
While at the dinner, I overheard some of the older generations going over a family tree my uncle was constructing. Apparently I am like the twenty-fifth generation or something, which means my family can't be that old. Unfortunately, things have come to a standstill in the family tree because the rest of the records are in some village in the Canton province in China where my great something grandfather came from and we can't get it because apparently there is some MONEY that my great something grandfather left after he died which was suppose to go to his first wife's family in China but...didn't make it there.
So apparently I come from a family of THIEVES and not some cool warrior-types with honor and stuff.
On Saturday, after watching The Last Samurai, a bunch of us went to Club 7 to shoot some pool. After dinner at Meng Tien, Amy, Ah Hong, Joy and I headed down to the park near Clarence's house to finish off the last of the fireworks (and the second bottle of red wine). There was a Chinese funeral going on at one of the houses nearby with lots of chanting and stuff, then they came over to the park to burn paper dolls and this big paper house and car so that the dead soul would have all that stuff in hell or heaven. We stayed in the dark shadows of the park to watch the fire; it was one of the most beautiful fires I've ever seen, with flames more pale gold than crimson or amber. When the paper house caught on fire, you could see the outlines of its structure burning, and it reminded me of the scene in Interview with the Vampire when Brad Pitt torched his New Orleans mansion. When the members of the funeral finally left the park, we left too, and drove off with the sounds of Evanescence's Imaginary playing while watching the funeral fire receding into the darkness.
(0) comments
