the last juror

i've just finished reading "the last juror" by john grisham and sad to say, it was quite disappointing 'cos the outcome was clearly predicatable. true, he did try to keep his story interesting by creating the ocassional twist; but i've also noticed that there's too much wastage of paper in the inclusion of so many importantly redundant characters which do not really affect the story at all. crap. is this it? are his books really going down the drain? or was "the last juror" actually aimed at a racial/political topic rather than the usual legal one?

lately i've been filled/motivated to do a lot of things. but the stupid problem is time. with 8.5 hours a day that'll only leave me with another 8hrs b4 i hit the sack. it's no wonder the working class people are so moody. they literally don't have a life.

i'm falling sick.
the runny nose came yesterday
the dry cough today
tomorrow my ears will be blocked
and by sat i would have acquired full fledged bird-flu from bangkok

kiss me. we shall enjoy death in eternity.

i'm starting to feel christmasy again

with my recent return from a much deserved but inadequate break
and with the increasingly frequent rainy weather which i'm experiencing right now
with the cool air lingering around me
and the half-fuck christmas decorations along orchard road and various stores
with the fact that it's already november 3
and that i have slightly more than 300 days to ord

i'm starting to feel christmasy again

it's a nice feeling, being cosy and stuff. the sense of peace. Although i have a feeling it may be fake but even a fake sense of peace is able to calm me for at least a second. maybe...nostalgic?

whatever it is, it's nice (ok i'm starting to sound gay again)

but sad to say,

THE OFFICE PEOPLE STILL PISS ME OFF.

so let's just hope this christmasy feeling will be able to make me happy and have something to look forward to.

some say i am crazy
others angsty
all i can say is
if you were me,

what would johnny do?

bangkok revisited

i just got back from a 3d3n vacation affair at bangkok. indeed, it has been 3 years since i last visited the asian capital renowned for its traffic jams, sex and the vices. it has nevertheless left me amazed though - thus the slogan "amazing thailand"
many things have chaneged - the electric rail infrastruce has been upgraded (it now has 2 lines instead of 1), shops are better organised and structured and more thais know how to speak english now.

the vacation was a departmental affair, some annual gathering shit but when we got there, it wasn't really a gathering cos everyone wasted no time in forming their own cliques and scurrying around town like any average singaporean would do, thus the irony. i myself was quite disappointed cos i could not commit myself to a few friends whom i made them think i would go aroud town with them.

anyways, to cut the story short, point form :

night 1 :

- arrived @ don muang airport, was sent to hotel via coach. legs were itchy, went out with everyone in search of food. failure. ate cup noodles instead.

day 1 - night 2:

- woke up, ate breakfast, walked to national stadium bts stn, took a train and alighted one stop later (silly) at siam to go to the ever famous MBK ctr. stormed and explored the place in 2 hrs, ate lunch at sophisticated looking but lousy foodcourt. proceeded to siam discovery centre. conquered it, proceeded to siam centre, conquered it, proceeded to erawan shrine cos my pious friends wanted to pray to buddha, took some shots, took in some city air, choked on some carbon monoxide dust particles, proceeeded to central world plaza (former world trade ctr; did the whole world rename their world trade centres cos of 911?); ate coca there; returned to hotel; swam an emo swim at the hotel pool while friends went for massage;met up with the group and went to suan lum, a new commercialised (sad) but nice environment set up by the thai tourism board for tourists; went to chinatown; went back to hotel.

day 2 - night 3

-woke up, ate breakfast, went to chatuchak market; went to MBK again to eat lunch at MK (some thai steamboat shit) went to siam centre, went back to hotel; swam an emo swim again at the hotel pool while friends went for massage; met up with roomate and walked to tesco (some sub urban mall) for japanese cuisine with another friend; went back to hotel; went to Q-Bar to celebrate a friend's birthday; roomate did not bring shoes; got refused entry; hooray; searched for another bar around the sukumvit area; found one; saw a few fugly transversites dancing; got disgusted;ordered more beer to help me vision them as pretty girls; left the bar; went to patpong while the others went back; left patpong for hotel

day 3 - home

-woke up, ate breakfast,went to MBK for last minute shopping; shitted there ; lost my clique; wasted 2 bucks on stupid friend who's hp reception sucked; found them; completed shopping; left for hotel; checked out; felt sad; left for airport; still felt sad; got onto the plane; slept to help myself to not feel sad; reached singapore(SHIT); accepted the fact that there's work tomorrow.

and so that was it.





the trip as given me insight some of which are :

-singaporeans are still fugly (notice i used the words F-U-G-L-Y)
when it comes to shopping. they shamelessly slash prices to be termed unreasonable and demand to be sold goods at a cheaper price without considering whether the shopkeeper would be able to earn anything at all.
-many people still have not seen the world although they claim to have to
-most guys are horny
-many people can't walk far
-thailand has the best drivers in the world (and i'm not being sarcastic here)