Tuesday, August 26, 2008
...underwaving self-absorption
"he could be generous and caring to a fault, but he had a darker side as well, characterised by monomania, impatience, and underwavering self-absorption..." Into The Wild, Jon Krakauer
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Some people are just weird...
This is by far, in my 24 humble years walking this earth, the sickest and the most fucked up news I've ever seen...
http://www.weirdasianews.com/2008/08/07/man-almost-loses-penis-humping-steel-bench/
http://www.weirdasianews.com/2008/08/07/man-almost-loses-penis-humping-steel-bench/
Sunday, August 10, 2008
A Good Reminder.
it was random. One day Anna emailed me about a lady she met while traveling in New Zealand, and she told her that she would be coming to Singapore in the months to come. Anna suggested that I take her around Singapore. And so Susanna came, a nice Spanish lady whose been working in Sweden for quite a while, who decided to leave it all behind and travel the world.
We met twice, once during a Thursday for lunch. In her text she said she's short, blond and holds a black day pack. and there she was, all short, blond and holding a black day pack, nervously looking out for me, what was she imagining me be like i wondered as I approached from afar? I've always thought a Caucasians' imagination of a Chinese male, would be like the gay Asian acrobat in Ocean's Eleven... ... ... OK, that aside.
I walked up to her and said "Susanna?" with much suspicion although I was fairly confident it was her. She had this immediate mixed expression on her face, as if she was relieved I did not turn out to be a short, gay, head neatly shaved, Chinese guy with a one-piece leotard on, metallic silver in color... ... ... neh, that wasn't really what happened, she said hi back and shook my hand in a very friendly manner.
Any's, we met again on Saturday, for a walk around orchard road, half way through, we sat in front of the Ngee Ann City fountain for a smoke and talked. She was telling stories of her travelling from Melbourne to Darwin, and without me knowing, I was taking over the steering of the conversation, telling her how similar my experiences was during my trip, and we both got very excited. And at that very moment, under the shading trees, under the afternoon sun, among chattering and quick footsteps, it reminded me of how much I miss travelling. and how desperately I wanted to be in her shoes. Her eyes was kindled with happiness when she talked about em'. I was envious. no. Jealous.
We ended up going to a port luck at a friends place (of course, I invited her) and then karaoke session, which was being describe by Susanna as an "amazing experience".
She had fun (I hope she did), but whats more important was, I am more sure of what I want to become, what I will become. more than ever. Susanna was a living example that I am not the only one.
We met twice, once during a Thursday for lunch. In her text she said she's short, blond and holds a black day pack. and there she was, all short, blond and holding a black day pack, nervously looking out for me, what was she imagining me be like i wondered as I approached from afar? I've always thought a Caucasians' imagination of a Chinese male, would be like the gay Asian acrobat in Ocean's Eleven... ... ... OK, that aside.
I walked up to her and said "Susanna?" with much suspicion although I was fairly confident it was her. She had this immediate mixed expression on her face, as if she was relieved I did not turn out to be a short, gay, head neatly shaved, Chinese guy with a one-piece leotard on, metallic silver in color... ... ... neh, that wasn't really what happened, she said hi back and shook my hand in a very friendly manner.
Any's, we met again on Saturday, for a walk around orchard road, half way through, we sat in front of the Ngee Ann City fountain for a smoke and talked. She was telling stories of her travelling from Melbourne to Darwin, and without me knowing, I was taking over the steering of the conversation, telling her how similar my experiences was during my trip, and we both got very excited. And at that very moment, under the shading trees, under the afternoon sun, among chattering and quick footsteps, it reminded me of how much I miss travelling. and how desperately I wanted to be in her shoes. Her eyes was kindled with happiness when she talked about em'. I was envious. no. Jealous.
We ended up going to a port luck at a friends place (of course, I invited her) and then karaoke session, which was being describe by Susanna as an "amazing experience".
She had fun (I hope she did), but whats more important was, I am more sure of what I want to become, what I will become. more than ever. Susanna was a living example that I am not the only one.
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