ok that's me in venice. damn gorgeous sunset at san marco... the photo can't capture it fully but yeah. anyway.....

after a close shave, i feel damn blessed already. ive resolved to not complain abt things openly anymore. while i may murmur thoughts of buay-songness from time to time, the rest shall remain bottled up inside me where things will not explode but will diffuse. why? cos my close shave has put everything into perspective. along with the news that my da ge is going to be a preacher for 2 years. (not my real da ge for the uninitiated... the real one is bumming at home i bet) im still rather shocked, firstly at his choice and secondly at my ignorance. anyhow it's lifechanging and im so excited for him. i wish i had the balls to stand up and do something really different and meaningful too! my only reassurance is that this will come a few years down the road when im in the civil service. one small fry hoping to make a difference, - not to the system itself, but to the kids i come in contact with. the challenge is in keeping that hope alive and finding meaning in it for myself.

it was a weekend of birthdays, thursday nite being dax's dinner at loon tao and fri nite being nic's very belated little party from phil and myself. wow. my best friend's birthday coming very soon too (i jus got her a birthday present and im gonna send it back except i jus blabbed this little secret out on my blog hahaha) 20 years old liao. and my turn coming soon. thoughts on hitting the 2nd decade of my life? ive got one more year before im a fully grown adult so better enjoy until then... hahah the excuses that youth provides with you must be cherished fully. have not drank AT ALL since the new year began. a good thing i guess... the mistakes of 2005 shouldnt be repeated otherwise i'd be a damn fool. but hey, if its just to give my friends a kick and to make me feel happy i suppose a little wouldnt hurt. ha ha. what a delightfully ambiguous attitude to take towards alcohol.

have watched fantastic movies recently thanks to phil the di. trainspotting, zatoichi, pulp fiction are damn good stuff. have also been watching teary japanese serial with terrible sounding title courtesy of jax. thanks guys! it's happiness being entertained in dreary old london where movies go for three times the rate in singapore.

oh im mostly happy these days.