bangkok loving - part 2

here are some of ehhren`s

shots from the trip.

i`m still down with cough. and i almost

murdered the hairstylist

with her scissors yesterday. that bitch

took my ends, the EXACT OPPOSITE

way that i wanted!

bangkok loving.

okay i know this is a little late but

blogger has been giving

me problems when i try uploading

the pictures. so here they are(finally) and

i didn`t take many i realised.

the trip was C.R.A.Z.Y!!! so fun that none of

us wants to come back. and i`m serious

when i say that. ok, i`m gonna end

this post here(i know its rather abrupt) cause

i`m down with migraine and cough

as i`m typing this. so be appreciative!

the land of smiles;

here i come!

in a few hours' time, i`ll

be over at bangkok. excited is hours ago.

now, its EXHILARATING!

my cyber-self and i will be away

for a good 6 whole days. so until then, its

gonna be a wee bit quiet

around here. but i promised to update with

lots of photos when i`m back! and i`ll be

bringing my new toy, my

precious baby Holga along with me. so

there will

be lomo photos as well!

till then!

eulogy.

i woke up this morning, a little past 12pm.

and out came from my brother`s mouth, a news that an uncle of mine

had passed on.

he, was a great man, and a spectacular father.

he raised 4 brilliant boys together

with his magnificent wife, my auntie.

but just this morning, he left. a little

too soon.

he collapsed. probably due to a heart attack.

he was 68, and alone.

they say he`s somewhere now. some place where there are

halos, rainbows and all-you-can-eat buffets.

but he didn`t really leave, if you ask me.

because i`m sure inside all of us,

there`s a place we keep him, so dearly.

sometimes, there's so much

beauty in the world.

"It was one of those days when it's a minute away from snowing and

there's this electricity in the air, you

can almost hear it.

And this bag was, like, dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play

with it. For fifteen minutes. And that's the day I knew there was this entire life behind things,

and... this incredibly benevolent force,

that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever.

Video's a poor excuse, I know. But it helps me remember... and

I need to remember...

Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world

I feel like I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in."

random overdues.

front row.

red dot museum.

m.i.c.k.e.y.

paper <3

paul paper`s shooting where the

heart is -

dance, dance,

EVOLUTION.

i was bored.

so i went to youtube.

that`s how the koreans work

the DDR machine.

then i came across this

and i can`t stop laughing.

tectonik much?

then i recalled what mong said

which reminded me very much of the ah

beng culture in singapore.

and now, i`m so amused (:

wounds;

people have scars in all sorts of unexpected places.

like secret roadmaps of their personal histories and diagrams of all their old wounds.

most of our old wounds heal leaving nothing behind but a scar,

while some of them don`t.

some wounds we carry everywhere, though the cut`s long gone.

but the pain still lingers.

...

so what`s worst?

new wounds which are so horribly painful,

or old wounds that should have healed years ago and never did.

maybe our old wounds teach us something.

they remind us of where we`ve been and what we`ve overcome.

they teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future.

that`s  what we like to think.

but that`s not the way it is, is it?

because some things we just have to learn,

over and over and over again.

all the colours are

changing.

mustafa and dim sum is LOVE.