stare at a fountain
hamburger in a posh bag
itadakimas

I've been asked why am I not blogging about Japan.

short answer: this is not a travelogue.

long answer: i don't have time for long answers.

but here's a haiku anyway

too drunk for blogging
two biiru and one sake
minami senju

Does this hurt?

What about this?

I was told that things might change or they might not...

Well... at least for me, they always change...

Apologies

I did not say goodbye not because I am rude...
But it's because I didn't know how to.
Or didn't want to.

My Mother Went To The Sea

To spread my father's ashes into the ocean

2 Clouds

My nieces are damn avant' garde.

Tomorrow's Cunning Plan

Cable Cars + River + Temple + Picnic + Kitsch + Listening to chinese oldies

I'm really tired with this...
Why do private citizens have to meddle so much with the affairs of the state?
And why does the state have to meddle so much with the affair of private citizens?

I really feel like migrating now

Everything is moving so fast.

I fear that I can't say goodbye

It's about 10 more days...

It's been a while since I've been really excited about anything...
Especially about travelling...
And especially not one that involves Suvarnabhumi Interantional*

This time around, I'm really excited

I can't wait...

(I hope I do not add to that suppository of pain that is Suvarnabhumi International Airport)

Yet Another Dream

Last night's dream was so boring... It bore me to wake.

Another Dream

The following is not chronological... It's just things that happened in the dream

1. I am in Singapore
2. I am in Hanoi
3. I am pushing a huge backpack and a cabin bag on a trolley around Hanoi seeking accommodation.
4. I suddenly realize that my bags are not with me anymore
5. I backtrack and find my bags in a corner completely ransacked but strangely nothing is missing
6. Throughout this I am traveling with someone but I can't remember who
7. I lose my video camera in Singapore

Self Portrait #15

charcoal on paper
8"x12"

As I was cycling to the National Art Gallery, I almost got hit by a taxi at the Pekeliling roundabout.
He was talking on the phone, and it seemed like he didn't bother to stop at all as he approached the roundabout.

I was glad I didn't got into an accident.

I was glad that I managed to catch the mixed media show.

I love Redza Piyadasa.

Tiada Maaf Untukmu #1

A Year Ago #5

A Dream

1. it was raining
2. i had an umbrella
3. and the wind was blowing really hard too
4. and it felt like it could lift me and the umbrella up
5. i decided to challenge that
6. so i jumped up a little to give the wind a bit of a boost to lift me up
7. i jumped a few times
8. the wind lifted me up, much to my horror
9. it lifted me up really high
10. i hung on to dear life
11. i flew across the river
12. it eventually put me down slowly and safely on the opposite river bank

end

Boredom

We were contemplating between:
a) Robbing a bank
b) Getting drunk

I was glad that we chose the latter... The night was so much more exciting

This is post #700...

For some strange reason, today I decided to click on the 'Paradise Forest Weblog' link on the side...
this one here... ------->

I don't know why I'd do such a thing. Now I miss the lake.

When I set this blog up, it was to accommodate the blogposts that Greenpeace refused to put up on that blog due to political incorrectness...

May the forest be with you

I had two birds in my hands.
My left arm got chopped off
I have one bird in my hand
The other is stuck in the other hand
Which is now not my hand anymore

I have one bird in my hand

Why I Am Sad

chi too's Guide To Daily Living (part 3 of many)

Reading David Shrigley to sleep is a damn bad idea.

Such strange incomprehensible dreams...

The exhilaration of a day in passing with nothing much happening at all.
Nought I saw.
Nought important nor interesting enough for the record of my scrawl.
This fatigue...
I curl up in a ball.

I want to eat yogurt ice cream with you

A Year Ago #4

I was preparing myself for heartbreak

Magic eight ball says 'IT IS DECIDEDLY SO'

My magic 8 ball says 'CANNOT PREDICT NOW'

Little does it realize that I am not seeking a prediction, I needed an answer to what's already happening now.

if we pitch Doraemon and Maneki Neko to a fight to the death...

Who will emerge victorious?
The magical or the lucky one?

Pastilles Et Gommes

Would you like some?