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bristol '03

i've just spent over 3 hours watching entourage episodes. wasting time is easy.

would've gone on all night, but hairy's ariving on a plane tomorrow at 7am.

here's part of what i wrote earlier - never got around to finishing it.

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i've got 30 days.

30 days to use productively in my solitary state. well not so solitary, since hairy will be coming over to spend the long weekend here.

what can you do in 30 days in the desert? hermit life can be cool. honest. extract yourself from comfort zones, let your thoughts grow louder and the confines of your head and imagination start to stretch beyond what you normally experience.

i have two goals for this month. we'll see how much progress i make towards them.

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the past 30 days was used up really well. my family and i threw a wedding for my sister. it went better than what we expected and is probably the biggest, most crazy thing we've done as a family. also managed to wake up for two doggie day outs on two sunday mornings. will post photos and such soon.

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found this anecdote on the net today -

A guy was seated next to a 10-year-old girl on an airplane. Being bored, he turned to the girl and said, "Let's talk. I''ve heard that flights go quicker if you strike up a conversation with your fellow passenger."

The girl, who was reading a book, closed it slowly and said to the guy, "What would you like to talk about?"

Oh, I don't know," said the guy. "How about nuclear power?"

"OK," she said. "That could be an interesting topic. But let me ask you a question first. A horse, a cow and a deer all eat the same stuff... grass. Yet a deer excretes little pellets, while a cow turns out a flat patty, and a horse produces clumps of dried grass. Why do you suppose that is?"

The guy thought about it and said, "Hmmm, I have no idea."

To which the girl replied, "Do you really feel qualified to discuss nuclear power when you don''t know sh*t?"

hairy's crashed out after bouts of mojitos and weird trader vic's concoctions. me? i'm just soaking in the moment. we stumbled out from the bar to the beach - where the city skyline was etched out like a neon painting fixed firmly to the desert sand - whilst stars from a million lightyears away glimmered like chinese whispers in the night sky. beautiful.

it's been an awesome week.

leaving was hard, but hairy's trip here has been a lot of fun and made the whole occasion memorable. if he hadn't flown in from london, i'd prolly have spent this week holed up in my apartment focusing on the genius of ari gold and johnny drama.

friends. company. soulmates. all the money in the world and there's nothing that can replicate the feeling of sheer comfort that goes along with friendship.

hairy, you've had a bit too much rum to drink, but when you sober up and read this - i hope you know i fucking appreciate this.

ps - you drink like a girl! :P

this video cracks me up.

hairy wanted muchly to "go see sand" in the desert and so we drove and parked the car as far in as i could safely drive. got out and climbed up craggy rocks to a high plateau overlooking the Persian Gulf. the sun was crazy and by the time we got back to the car, we were pretty much dehydrated and spent. hairy almost went mental when i faked losing the car keys. ahaha - the rest you can see from the video.

do you ever catch yourself in moments of pensiveness - struggling to recall days passed?

i've been keeping online journals for a little over 5 years now. its getting harder to put entries together nowadays. to indulge in the utter vanity and self-indulgence of putting up fragments of my life here. sometimes i feel that i keep writing because i'm afraid that when i stop, the remembering or the need to remember will stop too.

today marks an immensely important occasion in my life. i've just been told - i might be an uncle real soon...

hope to see you soon little little one.

sure i can do a pretty good feasibility analysis for whether or not copper companies should invest in new technology, or whether or not islamic banks should invest in regional busineses or whether or not local tech companies should divest parts of their business, but i'm actually really shite at decisions in terms of my own personal finances.

how do you choose between these?

do you go for the things you NEED, or the ones that you WANT or the ones that'll only happen once in a lifetime?

will it be a...


canon g7



black 80gb ipod



weekend trip to cairo, egpyt



car

or
a return trip to the states in january '08 to meet someone really really special?

three seasons and 14 episodes later - it hits me - Entourage - is really the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles repackaged for the exact same target audience - ppl born circa 1980-85's.

you think?

you've got the leader, the goof, the wise/experienced one, the beta male and you've also got the toys and dream jobs.

(then again, you can also say that TMNT was written based on other famous foursomes - maybe the musketeers (albeit very loosely connected)?) - maybe the blend of quad personalities is textbook stuff for screen writers?

anyway. do you want to write a hit tv series in 2015? base it on the pokemon series - just place it in a different set, different toys but similar character dynamics. (do pokemon characters have personalities? i've never seen a single episode - wtf). the kids who grew up on pokemon will subliminally identify and worship it.

"in the confusion and the aftermath you are my signal fire

no, i won't wait forever..."

it's already been a long week. and tonight after failed attempts at reviving my braindead state, i looked out the car window at a beautiful crescent moon and a bright bright shining star nestled beside it. the only two clear lights in the sky tonight. aligned perfectly together - what blasphemy microsoft pantbrush can be - when compared with the real deal i saw tonight.

only god knows this degree of beautiful.

i've picked up this weird habit problem recently. it would be fine if i just mentally undress hot chicks like other normal guys, but, i've found that since maybe a year or so ago, sometimes when i spot a hot chick, -ok this is gonna sound weird- i find myself picturing her old.

i don't know why - i do NOT dig old women ok. on the contrary, it usually turns me off if it's too easy to picture how a hot chick looks when she ages.

anyway, hopefully this goes away - or is it just a sign that i am aging as well?

there is one girl who i find pretty difficult to imagine growing old - and yet - that's exactly what she's doing ...

been listening to a rather certain type of music lately. if you've heard them you prolly know how i've been feeling the past couple of nights. nothing dramatic. just accumulated slices of doubt, pensiveness and melancholy - just because.

augustana - boston
the perishers - pills
rogue wave - eyes
explosions - your hand in mine (goodbye)
deathcab - sound of settling
johnette napolitano - scientist
teresa teng - the moon...

maybe i just feel like a broody teenager again.

i haven't been tagged in a while - so before i start writing bad poetry, here's a meme.

4 Jobs I’ve had in my life
one : consultant camel jokey (paid well)
two : research assistant in a management school (paid really well)
three : cinema grunt (paid shite)
four : air asia call centre voice (paid commission)

4 movies I can watch over and over again
one : S'kali
two : transformers : the movie
three : before sunrise
four : the matrix and animatrix (first one - with the hot animated chick)
(there're prolly a whole lot more movies i could (and have) watch(ed) over and over again - star wars, sepet, crouching tiger, in the mood for love, ninja the wonder boy, batman begins, etc.)

4 Places I’ve been on Vacation
one : venice (the best)
two : rome
three : paris
four : cambodia (the best company)

4 Of my Favorite Dishes
one : steamed white pomfret
two : lasagna
three : ramli burgers (is it a dish? this really shows my culinary sophistication innit)
four : anything with onions/mayonaise/cheese/runny eggs
you really can't ask a malaysian to pick ONLY four dishes as favourites

4 Places I would like to Visit
one : london (with my godfather - if he were still alive)
two : egypt
three : new zealand middle earth
four : borobodur

4 Most overused Words
one : me!
two : discount?
three : f*ck/c*nt/ti*u/b*tch/p*ssy!
four : busy...

4 TV Shows I like to Watch
one : Grub Smith's travel shows / Borat's cultural learnings
two : Entourage / Friday Night Lights / The West Wing
three : theSimpsons / South Park
four : BBC World News / The Daily Show

4 Bloggers I am Tagging
one : huiyi
two : jujette
three : jonvantango
four : lyn

too much talent for one dood.

get more here.

published today.

i'm not cheesed off with the edits our favourite mainstream government newspaper made. especially since it was edited by someone i trust. if anything, i'm glad she kept to the spirit of the series and supported the honesty the piece tries to share. you might even say i censored myself in terms of the other things i could've written about.

at least what i was trying to say managed to get through - perhaps in the covered up world of malaysian politics, that's enough for today.

i don't know you, but i want you ... all the more for that

glen hansard - get his music. what it is about irish songwriters that makes them so engaging. the film looks like my kind of pseudo-depressive-sentimental slosh. ala before sunrise and in the mood for love.

• street buskers
• cello music
• clunky piano keys

all the ingredients that make me feel like a shaving my head, wearing a hoodie and falling in love with a redhead somewhere in a strange british city.