L-O-V-E

On the topic of love, I remembered of a video I saw at Church of Rick and Dick Hoyt- "Team Hoyt" as they are now called. When the computer screen that Rick communicates to his family by which said, ''Dad, when we're running, I feel like I'm not even handicapped", it was the start of a phenomenon no one had ever seen the like of. Watch this video, and be touched of this father's love. Click here.

Free Hugs Campaign

Juan Mann decided to make people on the streets of Sydney happy, one hug at a time. The City Council has however told him he needs a 25 million AU dollar license. Hence the "Free Hugs Campaign", a petition asking for support from people for his plea to the Council.

One man, many hugs.

Watch his story here.

Clare, Ben & I at Ben's housewarming


Ten things you do/learn during freshers week

1) oh god, so you are not a fresher anymore; which somewhat means that you are wiser, or else try to seem wiser and dish out advice when needed to freshers who unwittingly trust you, whose hope then crushes when they too realize you don’t know the answer. One fresher girl was really excited to see me as she was lost and asked where she could get her meningitis jab, and i evidently did not know the answer to that one.

2) Move in, which means the incessantly crazy trips to Asda and Argos to get the kettle and the rice, only because you have forgotten to get it the last time you made such a trip.

3) Collect receipts- Just because everything is to be shared among the 5 of us, minus the pickiness of a few of us, which really means tiresome math afterwards.

4) You see things you don’t want to. I shall not elaborate anymore. Let your imagination run wild; and your probably on the right track.

5) House parties, clubbing, shishas and salsa/ girlie night outs- Its as if some of us were deprived of such things the whole of the summer either working really hard, and for some pitiful individuals, studying for the resits- which means LETS BOOGIE.

6) Cooking. I love cooking. I feel so domestic these days, and am almost euphoric when clare tells me : *points at food* “ THIS IS GOOD SHIT!!”

7) You do stupid things, sometimes because your in a bit of a daze, like you’re a bit confused to why your back again. Which is which I totally forgot I had two pillows in my mate’s storage, and now have four pillows since I went to buy two; which is all cool though, it just means I don’t have to give up my pillows when people visit. and lost stuff already. Old habits die hard.

8) Making plans for the rest of the semester which does not involve work- of which include- a)the trip to Italy and Somerset House London for outdoor ice skating during winter , b) Scissorsisters/Little Britain/Russell Peters Live and c) Flat parties.

9) Clean my room. That was hard work. And put up pictures of important people on my wall.

10) But most importantly, one does learn something after a year at uni. And I realized that when I was at the same party, in the same hall bop, with the same person only months later on the dance floor. The art of recognising danger and getting out of situations.

And to end off in Lorraine’s words: “We are no more freshers, we are superior!!!”

So- I have finally reached Manchester and moved in.

The 1st day saw the adventure with Cornelius which only really came about due both of us being equally blur. So we lugged our luggage thru the trains and the different towns for a few hours before finally going back. Hmm... perphaps it was an unconscious part on us trying to avoid going back?

After that was the arrival of Scott and Clare, which saw more boxes and aching shoulders. but also our first attempts to cook in the flat. I made a mean Salmon Penne with Hollandaise sauce, which i was quite proud of and Scott made Vegetable Tikka Masala and Clare........ well, did nothing. And our crazy 4 hour ASDA shopping trip where we bought the world and brought it all back in a maxi cab!

But besides that.......I still have no hangers. Which seems to be sold out everywhere. So my room is still a tip, I was given a comic gift from some mates called "Grow a boyfriend" and my goose-feathered pillows and duvet smells very much of the animal. Lets just hope it gets better.

SUMMER

Summer came and went, my eyes were half shut, and i missed most of it.
Alors, I guess I'll just see you next year..... or whenever.

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Talk by Coldplay

Oh brother I can't, I can't get through
I've been trying hard to reach you, cause I don't know what to do
Oh brother I can't believe it's true
I'm so scared about the future and I wanna talk to you
Oh I wanna talk to you
You can take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or write a song nobody has sung
Or do something that's never been done

Are you lost or incomplete?
Do you feel like a puzzle, you can't find your missing piece?
Tell me how do you feel?
Well I feel like they're talking in a language I don't speak
And they're talking it to me

So you take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or a write a song nobody has sung
Or do something that's never been done
Do something that's never been done

So you don't know were you're going, and you wanna talk
And you feel like you're going where you've been before
You tell anyone who'll listen but you feel ignored
Nothing's really making any sense at all
Let's talk, let's ta-a-alk
Let's talk, let's ta-a-alk

The cross-continent planning of the Italy trip has begun!La Dolce Vita babyyyyyyyyy...

A number of pertinent questions, and all I can do is wait for the answers now

Lalala

Since it seems I am utterly bored (yes, again), I shall write about a few very random but slightly interesting things that is hopefully worthwhile reading, albeit my conversations have seemingly become... less interesting. Just like how the NS boys always revert to talking of their days in NS, I find my conversations surrounding work, more work, and how tired I am, mostly because of.... let me see... work.

The last week has been spent having meals with people. The monotony of this irks me sometimes, especially when your so tired, and you know your only having dinner/lunch with this person is because you won't be seeing this person in possibly a year and will miss them terribly within two months skyping with them way too much, or its a mere obligation. Hence, the sheer, but the oh so significant difference between a friend and an acquaintance.

One meal I really enjoyed was lunch yesterday with my dad and his brokers at Ban Xian Dining Room in The Tower Club, Singapore's most exclusive private business club. It was slightly pretentious, and I felt awfully young and out of place as everyone seemed to be in theirs 30s, 40s, 50s etc. The food(cantonese) was however, exquisite, and everything was served with the Versace Le Jardin China Bone range, which i won't be using in the near future, especially with my departure to my ghetto neighbourhood in Manchester in 2 weeks.

Yesterday was also the last day of work of my attachee friends at my previous firm, a night of good company and much needed talk. A detour after dinner to a wierd old(like 100 yrs at least) house which doubled as a bar freaked most of us out, then to Bar stop, on Kiliney rd, which was quite nice and then some of us headed off to MOS.

Speaking of company, today will be the very last day I will have company in this firm as dearest old mark is leaving. Which means I will have no one to share my workload with, whine constantly to, or jest away the entire day.

But now, all I can say is, TGIF!=)