Feeling: Fishy
Sometimes I wonder what I would be doing right now if I had made different decisions in the past.
Would I be a totally different person than who I am today? Or would all possible choices eventually lead me to where I was always meant to be?
Who is God? And what does fate look like?
I am the walrus.
Friday 12 June 2009
Feeling: Sleepy
Listening to: Just Impolite by Plushgun
I just remembered the whole time difference thing and thus, realised the last two posts were in UK times. This one should be right though. 'Cause I changed it. Yeah. (Actually, I think all of my posts changed their times. Insane shizz this is.) Remind me to change it back when I go all crazy with travelling once again.
I called your line too many times. I'm not obssessed, just impolite.
I have a couple of songs I would like you to listen to, but I don't think I'll tell you what they are right now. It makes me feel like I still have some sort of power over this thing. Which I do, of course. I am just stalling.
My ear has been blocked ever since I shot water into it by accident in the shower. And I think that's a perfect note to end this post on.
Listening to: Just Impolite by Plushgun
I just remembered the whole time difference thing and thus, realised the last two posts were in UK times. This one should be right though. 'Cause I changed it. Yeah. (Actually, I think all of my posts changed their times. Insane shizz this is.) Remind me to change it back when I go all crazy with travelling once again.
I called your line too many times. I'm not obssessed, just impolite.
I have a couple of songs I would like you to listen to, but I don't think I'll tell you what they are right now. It makes me feel like I still have some sort of power over this thing. Which I do, of course. I am just stalling.
My ear has been blocked ever since I shot water into it by accident in the shower. And I think that's a perfect note to end this post on.
Thursday 11 June 2009
Monday 8 June 2009
Feeling: Bubble-like
Listening to: I Am The Walrus by The Beatles
Well, will you look at that? My last (many) couple of days in the United Kingdom were very intense and tiring, giving reason for the 70.4167 hour delay of the "surprise" which you may have already guessed was the arrival of myself in Brunei (Surpriseeeee! Don't pretend to not be gasping in shock and incredibility.). And lucky for you, those very intense and tiring last (many) couple of days in the United Kingdom sprouted some life-changing adventures that I would love to tell you all about in bullet-point form and thus, shall:
But enough about me. It's important for you to know that I wouldn't have survived those last (many) couple of days without the people whose sleep (and study time) I thoughtlessly grabbed from them. I am not as independent as I seem (Hahahahaha) and things so clearly go wrong whenever I'm left alone, so I owe the cucur pisang, panda, unicorn and mother a (few many lots) big, gigantic, love-filled hug for not leaving me alone for that long.
I am he as you are he as you are me, and we are all together.
(This post is way too cluttery and hard to read, which is weird because it's in bullet-points.)
PS: Ierkgraasnwe mgeaasngrgdfgvfahe smyesenxddqwshr kseixbssesjteldsse.
Listening to: I Am The Walrus by The Beatles
Well, will you look at that? My last (many) couple of days in the United Kingdom were very intense and tiring, giving reason for the 70.4167 hour delay of the "surprise" which you may have already guessed was the arrival of myself in Brunei (Surpriseeeee! Don't pretend to not be gasping in shock and incredibility.). And lucky for you, those very intense and tiring last (many) couple of days in the United Kingdom sprouted some life-changing adventures that I would love to tell you all about in bullet-point form and thus, shall:
- I went to Bath (the place) and stayed at my first Bed and Breakfast, which amazingly served breakfast like the name suggests.
- Packed away all my things into boxes and suitcases.
- Transported all those boxes and suitcases to the storage place by walking them to the bus stop, catching a bus to Central Station, walking them to the storage place, and then again in reverse.
- Five times, because taking a taxi would have been too expensive when a day's worth of bus rides was only £3.
- This was very torturous and gave birth to lots of strangely placed and sized bruises (Pictures may be provided on request. You may want to see them, they have amazed every person lucky enough to witness their beauty.),
- Which made me look so pathetic and sad, strangers had to offer me their help (which I, naturally and thankfully, accepted),
- One of them being a cameraman for BBC named Guy who used to work in Kuala Lumpur (Don't know why I had to mention that),
- Who pointed out how bad it would have been if it was raining. :O
- All before 6PM on the 2nd of June so I could go home, pack my suitcase and catch a train at 10PM on the same day.
- Little did I know, I had to pre-pay four weeks of my storage time, and by now, I had, coupled with borrowed money, £40. So, I had a little internal panick attack, but thank goodness my mother loves me.
- I caught my train, but it got delayed at Bristol by 25 minutes, making the possibility of me catching my train to Reading impossible, but I hoped and prayed that by some amazing happening it would get there in time anyway.
- Which it did!
- But I still watched as that stupid train to Reading left the station 6 minutes early, leaving me at Exeter St. David's train station for 4 hours from 1:10AM to 5:10AM,
- A station which was cold and empty except for the cleaners and my lovely self.
- And this, of course, meant I wouldn't be able to get to Heathrow by 8:30AM.
- Which meant I would miss my flight.
- I tried to contact my travel agent (Hehehehehe), through other people because I had a low phone battery and no credit, to see if I could change my flight so I could decide what to do.
- Confused, frustrated, exhausted, sweaty and battered, I tried to stay awake until 5:10AM so I could get on the next train to Southampton where I was kindly given shelter until I had a new flight to Brunei confirmed.
- Which may have been a blessing in disguise because I got some extra time with people, and experience more things. Also, my suitcase was, clearly, overweight and this gave me a chance to leave some things in Southampton for various fates to follow.
- I left Southampton at 11PM on the 5th to get to my flight on time which was leaving Heathrow at 8:40AM on the 6th.
- I rushed to the bus stop only to realise I'd left my laptop in Sofie's room, but out of panic, jumped on the bus anyway.
- We reached London at 1AM, but spent a long time walking around, trying to find the right bus stop and train station.
- Which we eventually did, but, unfortunately, it involved a two hour wait in the cold, inhumane London Paddington train station.
- 4:42AM finally arrived, and we got on that train to Heathrow, fell asleep, and by some miracle, I woke up as we reached our stop.
- I went to check-in, but I was still somehow 2KG overweight, so the mean lady made me shuffle my things around and line up again when I was done.
- At last, after many onflight meals (How many times do they have to feed us?!), I reached Brunei, and thus, marked my first ever successful (by trial and error) air travel alone.
- But, still, the immigration guy stole a space in my passport by gaving me the wrong stamp, so I had to go back in after I thought I was done with all this travel business. *Sighs.
But enough about me. It's important for you to know that I wouldn't have survived those last (many) couple of days without the people whose sleep (and study time) I thoughtlessly grabbed from them. I am not as independent as I seem (Hahahahaha) and things so clearly go wrong whenever I'm left alone, so I owe the cucur pisang, panda, unicorn and mother a (few many lots) big, gigantic, love-filled hug for not leaving me alone for that long.
I am he as you are he as you are me, and we are all together.
(This post is way too cluttery and hard to read, which is weird because it's in bullet-points.)
PS: Ierkgraasnwe mgeaasngrgdfgvfahe smyesenxddqwshr kseixbssesjteldsse.
Monday 1 June 2009
Listening to: She's Always A Woman by Copeland
She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes. She can ruin your faith with her casual lies, and she only reveals what she wants you to see. She hides like a child, but she's always a woman to me.
She can lead you to love, she can take you or leave you. She can ask for the truth, but she'll never believe you. And she'll take what you give her, as long as it's free. She steals like a thief, but she's always a woman to me.
Oh, she takes care of herself. She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time. Oh, well, she never gives out, and she never gives in. She just changes her mind.
She'll promise you more than the Garden of Eden. She'll carelessly cut you, and laugh while you're bleedin'. But she'll bring out the best and the worst you can be. Blame it all on yourself 'cause she's always a woman to me.
Oh, she takes care of herself. She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time. Oh, well, she never gives out, and she never gives in. She just changes her mind.
She's frequently kind, and she's suddenly cruel. She'll do as she pleases, she's nobody's fool. She can't be convicted, she's earned her degree. And the most she will do is throw shadows at you, but she's always a woman to me.
Days remaining: 2
She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes. She can ruin your faith with her casual lies, and she only reveals what she wants you to see. She hides like a child, but she's always a woman to me.
She can lead you to love, she can take you or leave you. She can ask for the truth, but she'll never believe you. And she'll take what you give her, as long as it's free. She steals like a thief, but she's always a woman to me.
Oh, she takes care of herself. She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time. Oh, well, she never gives out, and she never gives in. She just changes her mind.
She'll promise you more than the Garden of Eden. She'll carelessly cut you, and laugh while you're bleedin'. But she'll bring out the best and the worst you can be. Blame it all on yourself 'cause she's always a woman to me.
Oh, she takes care of herself. She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time. Oh, well, she never gives out, and she never gives in. She just changes her mind.
She's frequently kind, and she's suddenly cruel. She'll do as she pleases, she's nobody's fool. She can't be convicted, she's earned her degree. And the most she will do is throw shadows at you, but she's always a woman to me.
Days remaining: 2
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