bitsandpieces

There are many issues that I champion for. Cultural Studies do that to me, I think, and through the many things that have happened, I learn to be less vocal in certain situations (in case I step on toes or act ungirlylike). Nonetheless, I find the championing of one’s course absolutely necessary at times and a powerful speech is best given when peppered with grace and gentle determination.

One thing I feel most strongly about is the issue on child rape and child sex scandals in batam. arghah. And that is why I respect her very much.

I want to travel to South Africa, return back to Thailand (still the loveofmylife) and go to India.

It has been awhile since I felt my heart pumping and blood rushing to my feet. Nonetheless, I am encouraged by my girls as some have shown tremendous improvement and a willingspirt to LEARN. I have not seen theatres or plays in a long time and my mind is starting to twitch, like an itch you can’t scratch out.

Last but not least, my alltimefavourite cinematographer is in town!! I LOVE christopherdoyle. I really like him quite abit and would have loved to rub shoulders (or rub his shoulders). Also, he likes maggie(cheung) best amongst the list of favouritefemales. So we have something in common!

P.S. With all the talk on lovelanguages (Krystin, you can take a look at this one!), check out the questions to determine how you feel mostloved.

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The neurons are shifting and settling in my brain, like curdled cereal. So while I had a long day of work, work and work, the phone decided to buzz and notverynice messages came through. To top it off, I received my editing results (firstassignment) by the mail and I only – just passed – .

oH.

In the hope of trying not to sound like a pompous academic, I am genuinely upset by my offensive grades. (I was one mark to having failed a verysimple spelling and punctuation exercise!) But what am I to do if I am being a circusman, acting and playing atthesametime, having more things than one rolled up inside me, like a tightly wrapped roll. I am swallowed even before I can to do anything.

Bleargh.

I have, however, avoided hiding away in selfreflexivity and am sitting here, throwing a LOOK at the world, and trying to stay focused.

It’s all going to be over soon.

While at work today, CY gave me a box of Tirol-choco chocolates that have these little cocoa bits wrapped in silver foil. It’s so yummy, really. Never thought the little thing could house such goodness.

I’m hooked. Ohman.