Flat White

Smooth sweetness-just-nice Flat White, with heart shape foam. My first coffee in one of my Uni's Cafe, with Shaun Y. S. Wong and Robert Knezevic (Swedish).

Also one of the best I have ever had.

A day like TODAY

TODAY, everything just seemed wrong.

Made my friends mad because I overslept and was late for a meeting, broke the coffee cattle and spilt coffee all over the freakin carpet, flatting problems, heaps of studies to attend to, and still, I have to work tonight, washing dishes for 4 hours.

And only half the day has passed, what next?

Procrastination

Didn't know what to do, Anna, yeah, I am doing it too right now, after you... I am procrastinating. Told myself that I feel like writing my blog when I do not have anything to write about, and while I have heaps of other stuffs to attend to.

Dinki, is that your idea of procrastination?

I know... I suck, big time.

Sucks!

What? Air New Zealand of couse!

Went to Air New Zealand today, wanted to change my flight date from 30th of Sept to 26th of June. Waited until my turn, the lady actually got up and said to me, she will go off for a minute. Guess what, a minute for her was half an hour for me. I actually felt asleep infront of the counter. Did she went to shit? for a coffee? or to give birth to a child? I don't give a shit...

anyway, had confirmed my flight date, the following is my itinerary:

All in one day - 26th of June -

08.30 am - Depart from Wellington to Auckland (NZ time)
09.30 am - Arrive in Auckland (NZ time)

11.30 am - Depart from Auckland to Singapore (NZ time)
06.40 pm - Arrive in Singapore (MY time)

09.20 pm - Depart from Singapore to K.L. (MY time)
10.15 pm - Arrive in K.L. (MY time)

11.00 pm - Home, watching TV! wicked! (MY time)

p/s: if you have a choice, DO NOT choose Air New Zealand!

I've had it...

... I need something more to call Home.

Things just doesn't seemed to fit any more, I'm not trying to blame anyone, its nobody's fault. Its just... hard to live like this, not looking forward to going home everyday? you try it...

I pity those who doesn't have a wonderful flating life, like mine.

In search for a new flat

yeap, I am moving again.

Over the pass 4 months in New Zealand, I had been playing a game, a game call 'moving houses'. I rekon I will qualify in guinness's world of records, being the one who move houses the most in 4 months.

Lets recap:

First day in New Zealand, I had been staying in a backpackers called Wildlife, it was a nice backpacker's place, with black and white stripes painted on the out side of the building, best thing - free internet 24/7 (resident only). Worst thing - its 20 bucks a night!!!

The following 2 1/2 weeks, 223(door no.), The Terrace (road), my senior's house, it was a really small house with one double bed room, and one single bed room and a tiny living room. Felt like home when I stayed there, best thing - I had a double room/queen size bed all to myself. Worst thing - having to leave the house...

And then there was, 201, The Terrace, another senior's house, just move down a couple of houses from 223, had to move out because another senior who was staying in the double room (in 223) came back from Malaysia. Stayed there for a week ++, best thing - Get to enjoy sleeping on the sofa for a week - small, but comfortable. Worst thing - the kitchen was so messy.

Currently, staying in 6E/163, The Terrace again, and of course it is again a few houses away from 201, this is the place I called home for the last 3 months til now. BUT NOT FOR LONG. contract ends at 27th of June, and off I go again. best thing - Sky TV(like Astro), free gym, nice kitchen, mini Hifi. Worst thing - I have to share a queen size bed with a dude, don't laugh, coz thats not funny at all.

Looks like the game continues huh. Fun? yeah, its fun alright, try pack and unpack, then pack and unpack again for 4 times, and you'll know the joy in it. My next destination, hm, had have a few alternatives, lets see how it goes...

Need a Rest...

... After three hours sitting here "stuffing my brains up the ass of my essay" (Isaac, 2005) I seriously need some rest.

its 3 am in the morning, I can hear Shaun snoring away under his double layered duvet, envying him, I couldn't bare in mind that I am still a few hundred words short.

Was listening to songs through Shaun's headphone while doing my essay, my hand stopped typing when I heard a very familiar piano playing the verse of a song, a song call "Lonely Christmas". My brain was suddenly being shit out of my essay's ass and again stuffed back up to the assES of a lot of things... ... a lot of memories.

"lonely, lonely christmas, merry, merry christmas..."

Untitled

*Yukie Nishimura, a japanese pianist plays on the mini hi-fi. tempo - adante in 3/4*

Feeling sorrow for the day is gloomy, and as the sad piano plays, I am reading my friends blog. I saw this picture while digging into the world of her inner-self, the first thing I thought was, 'wow, this picture matches the day... and its beauuutiful'.

*a pause in the music, and it resumes...*

Been discussing with some friends (containing both christian and non-christian) about christianity, and the discussion kinda ended up as a debate. I thought of a lot of things during the discussion, but I couldn't seem to find my own stand, put those thoughts into suitable words, and spell it out of my mouth. I was quiet, while the other me in my head was making noises, struggling to scream out while I constraint him.

*a cresendo from piano to forte, the music turned aggressive, and abruptly, a rest. the notes hung on the air for a split second, fade away, and was taken over by a more relaxing melody, back to pianissimo.*

Do not be puzzled. I am clear that I am still not a christian, but people around me are. These people gaves me a sense of direction, a direction of what I want to be (note: not religiously), and what I am going to be, a vision which no other except myself can see, no others can feel.

The famous quote, 'to be or not to be, that is the question', which I don't have the answer to.

*the music ends, waited for 2 long seconds before the third song plays. tempo - adante in 2/2, Yukie continues...*

Lullaby

搖籃曲 曲﹕陶吉吉

"看那紫藍的天 快要消失在一瞬間
無限美景的纏綿 ooh yeah... 我的寶貝也盼著明天

看著 你無邪的臉 這世界還像個樂園
孩子 夢裡笑的甜 ooh yeah... 在我懷裡你可以安眠

影子 是恐龍玩具 你的想像在惡作劇
月光在牆上和你玩遊戲
真假 有時難分清 到銀河邊緣摘星星
你的夢幻冒險我陪你去
別再哭 我就在你身邊 不會讓你有任何危險
緊緊握著你的小手陪你遠離一切的夢魘
為你做什麼我都情願

寶貝 乖乖蓋上被 窗外微風吹 你要學著不怕黑
未來 你要自己面對 生命中的喜悅與傷悲 mmm...

記得我的愛永遠相隨 Good night."

The Best Things in Life

What are the best things in life?

It is amazing that sometimes, someone can constraint him or herself in a confining room, not wanting to make any effort on fixing up his f**ked-up life, and still complains about how unfair the world is, but seriously, have you ever think of what the most important thing in life? when you come to think of it... its every where.

Life is not about having uncountable amount of money, its not about owning chicks with "big-fat-boobs, long-brown-hair" and retarded brains. Its even not about having lots and lots of friends, whats the point of having friends if you don't know how to cherish them, make them apart of your everyday life... genuinely?

What is life?

its about walking down the street in Wellington, holding an affordable 50 cents Mc soft serve ice-cream, enjoying it with your friends whose doing the same thing... sharing thoughts on how cold your hand is... and how fun it is to have ice-cream during the chilling Wellington autumn.

its about standing infront of the stove, trying to figure out what to do with the piece of raw beef, decided to grill it when you don't have a clue how to, but turns out to be a yum (hint: use barbecue sauce, easy as that).

its about having some friends who are willing to sacrifice some of their time merely just to come to your surprise b'day party, wishing you a happy birthday sincerely in person, and some brought home baked cake (Yummy..)--> when you thought your b'day will be a quiet one...

its about having someone to share your thoughts and experience with while they are willing to listen and always ready to give advise.

its about sitting in an old chinese restaurant with beers and dim sum on the table, chating with a friend all night long without any serious business tangling in your crapy brain.

it about getting free sausages and lollies during the orientation of your University, together with a bunch of friends, who are crazy enough to line up 2 to 3 times... each.

its about getting away, with a 14 kg backpack and with someone who appreciates backpacking as you do, and experience the hardship of walking in strangers' land, with not much money in your pocket.

its about lying on a beach with pure-white-soft sand in the evening, the sea breeze touches your face gently, listening to The Phantom of The Opera, looking at the starry night, and meteors dividing the sky ocassionally.

its about your mom and dad sending you to an oversea University to fulfil your dreams of experiencing life in a new environment while they dip themselves completely into their work, merely just to make this possible.

its about waking up one morning to find a genuine testimonial in your friendster, and enjoy the words written by your friends about you.

its about cooking your friends a good meal, see them enjoy it, finally washing the dishes yourself, because you know washing dishes is relaxing, and you can take the time to quiet down to think back some of the things you've gone through.

I can sit here all day doing this, but what I really want to say is, its these small tiny puny things in life which in the end sums up to a life full of unexpected joy.

The best thing in life, my friend, is knowing how to cherish.