Thanks LGH for your present. I think you’re the most complain-for-the-sake-of-complaining person I’ve ever met in my life. Haha.
And I am SO not holy?! I can’t meditate for longer than 3 seconds.
Was inspired to learn motorcycling after the rather unforgettable ride I had in Saigon. Feels like the closest thing to flying. Mummy has a Vespa fetish (she dreams about them) and she wants me to learn how to ride a motorbike so I can bike her around in a Vespa. Said she’ll pay for it. Haha. People have been talking me out of it cos of the danger.
And I don’t think I can run away from learning driving now. Bleh.
Prospect of job hunting scares me a bit. Guess I need to talk to friends in the field more. Now I realise the importance of cultivating relationships diligently so people don’t feel that aI’m 有事才登三宝殿。:| I never burn my bridges, but I don’t do much to build them either.
I think my inability to write/talk/think/do anything well is going to make me a worthless employee no one will hire. I need a writing coach.
Am in a feeling-creative-but-short-of-ways-to-vent-creativity kind of mood.
Back from Saigon. Saigon’s a much more romantic-sounding name than HCM city, innit?
Plane ride left me feeling feverish and out of sorts. It’s prolly the worst plane ride I had in my life. Everyone else felt fine. I swear never to take budget airlines unless I’m desperate.
I think train rides, bus rides and motorcycle rides are more romantic than plane rides because we are closer to the ground and more involved in the journey. We get to look out and smell the flowers, feel the wind in our hair. We get to see what’s along the way, and hear the sounds they make. Plane rides are cold and unfriendly. We’re locked in a pressurized cabin for hours and everyone pretends to be comfortable and civilized in that claustrophobia-inducing space. I yearned to moan and whine in sorrow, because I had a splitting headache. I could only suffer in silence, of course, for fear of imposing on others. Others who are just centimeters away. I could smell them.
There is no meaning in a plane ride. Plane rides are for people in a rush. I feel I can’t say I’ve truly traveled, when all I did was experience a change in milieu. The time meant for travel was lost. I spent 2 hours squirming in my seat and wishing to die, willing for the bastard headache to go away. I had an aisle seat, so I couldn’t see whatever was outside unless I craned my neck and shoved my face right in front of the lady sitting beside the window. Wasn’t interested in the clouds outside anyway; the glaring sunlight aggravated my headache.
I hated the plane ride and was glad to touchdown. Headache still lingering now.
Already given 3 presents by family. Don’t think I deserve nice things! I don’t deserve being treated so nicely. I don’t deserve all that good food. I’m a horrible person. This birthday, I am reminded that no amount of lavish gifts can be better than the gift of health. I shall start moving away from my couch potato lifestyle and work to preserve my health.
A big thank you to all who wished me. I’m really happy to have friends like you all.
Blogging from hotel now! HCM city has been great so far. Quite similar to Bangkok, just that it has 100 times more motorbikes and scooters. They honk at each other for no reason. Road crossing here is mad but our hotel doorman always comes to our rescue. The trick is to walk slowly so the motorists can avoid you. Successfully getting to the other side always gives me a sense of victory.
Met up with Khoi yesterday and he took me on a tour around HCM city ON HIS MOTORBIKE!! I should have known! Got a big shock when he told me we’re gonna ride his bike. It was my first time on a motorbike and I held on for dear life. I told him I never realised my life was so precious. But I must say the best way to tour the city is on motorbike. Feels really good to have the post-rain wind blowing all around you.
The Reunification Palace and Cu Chi tunnels were interesting. Our Vietnamese tour guide speaks better English than us. 😐 Was Women’s Day yesterday and flower sellers are everywhere. Guys are supposed to give flowers to ladies on Women’s Day. And they celebrate Valentine’s Day too!
Visiting the Mekong Delta tomorrow! Can’t wait!
10 Jan 2008 Update:
Due to short supply and rising cost of durian, please be informed that EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY (till further notice)
1) 15% additional charge – Ultimate D24 Durian Cake (all sizes and designs)
2) 10% additional charge – Premium D24 Durian Cake (all sizes and designs)
Wth! A 2.4 kg Ultimate Durian Cake ( Emicakes: Ultimate D24 Durian is Premium quality D24 Durian Cake with no visible fresh cream. Less cake and less cream means MORE D24 DURIAN filling! )costs $141.70!
Got a pointless SK jewellery member card after buying Mummy’s present. Diamonds cost so much! Really crazy.
Got teaching whole of this week. Got 1000 pages of readings to do. I think 1000 pages isnt an exaggerating estimate. Rar, so vile! I SO don’t wish to bring my texts along to HCM city…..