25 yo Melbournian. Born and bred in the shadows of a city called KL. Survives on chocolates, lots of sleep and the comfort of good company. Loves a good laugh, a good book, a good cry, a good movie.

"Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love and something to hope for." - Joseph Addison

21.6.06

The one thing I really suck at - OK, maybe I suck at more than the one thing - is keeping in touch. You would think that with all the technology and sophisticated forms of communication, I would do better. It isn't hard to pick up a phone, or to send an e-mail, or even write an old fashioned snail mail...

Yet, I find that I seem to be losing touch with more and more people. I have to admit though, that I don't put in enough effort. Partly because I worry that everytime I call someone, I might catch them at the most inconvenient time. Partly because I worry that having lost touch for so long, there would be nothing to talk about. Or we wouldn't know where to start. On the odd occassion that I actually make an effort, I find that my fears and worries are unfounded.

So, starting today, I intend to do alot more calling and writing.

And as midnight approaches...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHEW!

Master of Surprises

11.6.06

Isn't it scary when you realise you've become someone you said you would never be?

As kids, some of us would say we'd never smoke, or that we'd never be a druggie, or that we'd never grow up to be like a certain person, or that we'd never be ungrateful children, or that we'd never sell out to money and the list goes on... And 20 years down the line, you're exactly that. You wake up one day and realise that you've become someone you didn't like. Wondering how you got there.

Perhaps as kids, our parents had a much larger influence in our lives. And we took after them, liking what they liked, disliking what they disliked. Afterall, children are naive. The world we lived in was simple and things were black and white. But soon, it became about wanting to live our own life. Making our own decisions. Rebelling. Fitting in. And in the process, your childhood ideals slowly disappeared.

Upon examination, I have become someone I never thought I would be in more than one way, both good and bad. Some things aren't as unacceptable as the child me thought they would be. But some I worry about. Things are more grey now than they are in any other colour. Guess my point is, never say never. Life is truly the master of surprises.

Stomp

4.6.06

If you get a chance to, go watch STOMP. I thought it was brilliantly performed. You would never guess that such ordinary household objects - pails, sinks, tin cans, trash cans, matchboxes, plastic bags... - could be transformed into musical instruments. Seriously impressive and entertaining. A little bit of humour, a lot of talent, and some audience participation.

My only complaint was the lady sitting next to us. She got TOO involved in the audience participation bit. Clapping and stomping her feet away when NO audience participation was required. To make matters worse, she wasn't even in rhythm. Far from it. Poor Jack had to endure her horrible clapping and incredibly loud yelling.

Next on the agenda - Fiddler on the Roof. It's the last opportunity to catch the legendary 72 year old Topol before he retires from his role of Tevye. So don't miss it!