Down under

every time i see photos of australia; the sunshine, the flip flops and singlets, i wonder what the hell i'm doing in dull, dreary london. for the greater good.

8 hours of miscalculations later

nothing beats a cold magners when there's faim to be done.nothing.

Les Miz

despite our valiant efforts to be on time, we ended up jogging/running all the way from holborn to the theatre so that we didn't miss the opening scene. side-stepping human traffic all the way, we managed to get there on time.

Les Miserables lived up to its reputation. with a rather male dominated cast and minimalistic props, it evoked just the right emotions at the right times. aimran was actually sniffling beside me as the story drew to an end. another musical, and once again, a very contented me. :D

the dreams,

they just never stop. it's scary how intricate and complex they are. how my mind has sorted out every little nitty-gritty detail with proper rationale and logic. the time lines are sensible, the stories that unfold while i'm deep in slumber have little dots in them. each that can be connected back to my conscious life, disturbingly so. the thought of awaking and facing reality was terribly unimaginable. that's how i managed to sleep 17 hours straight with no trouble at all.

Aimran, at Hi-sushi

"If i ever own a buffet outlet, you guys are the last people i would want there. Even if I had no customers."

Malaysians at heart, we did the sushi buffet justice. No, justice is an understatement.

weeding out a kitchen rat

some sneaky thing/things have been raiding refrigerators that do not belong to them and stealing food from kitchens on floors they do not live on. i hate people who lack a conscience. worse still are those whose conscience slowly disappear with each puff of the magic dragon while their apetite grows by leaps and bounds. that's when food starts disappearing. the lady at the reception desk says she has a bottle of rat poison...if anyone ever needs it.

Monstrous i Am

the apetite has a life of its own. nothing seems to satisfy me enough, i just keep wanting more. i am like a bottomless pit. the only thoughts i have while wolfing down one thing is what can i can have next. i just keep wanting more. oh oh. trouble.