now what this gotta do with da price of tea in China

-- anyone who knows the next line of the song is not to blame me for being vulgar. Instead, try telling my older brother to stop making me listen to Ice Cube. *shudder*

It's been an uneventful first day of the new lunar year, unless temple smoke counts as exciting. It is only tomorrow that the cards, mahjong set and firecrackers will come into the picture. And, probably, the day after as well.

Oh, and: solo shopping is incredibly efficient.

A chest of drawers, a drawerful of stars

A scoop of stars for nine of glister

A cup of glister with two of pitch

A handful of salt to savour the flavour.

- Rhyme of Books, stanza 3

wanted: more coffee.

At the risk of sounding like a total noob here, but can someone tell me what ZOMG stands for? It sounds absolutely ridiculous to me, but hey, who knows.

Anyway, not the point. What I meant to say was:

happy birthday, Nutcha!! *hugggggggggggggggggg*

Ehehe. Use it, 'kay.

Oh, and I'm a newly-converted fan of Yo-Yo Ma (after hearing him for the first time at Obama's inauguration). And I just have to mention: I spelled all thirteen words right! Ahaha~

A thousand years, he thought, and the male

still deluded itself it could control the female.

a pinch of salt

...and four gallons of malt.

I've recently discovered something about myself: shout the word 'utopia' at me and the first thing I'll see in my head will be a two-coloured hamster. In a top hat.

Don't ask me why, because I don't know.

end of days

School starts tomorrow.

Goodbye, sleeping-in. Goodbye, carefully-kept long nails. Goodbye, pile of reads. Goodbye, stack of movies. Goodbye, manga. Goodbye, internet hours.

Bugger it.

how many apples?

I didn't realise how interesting this photograph was until I reviewed my pictures out of boredom in the plane.

*vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv*

"Voila! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate.

"This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished; a vital voice once venerated, now vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation now stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violent, vicious and voracious violation of volition.

"The only verdict is vengeance. A vendetta, held as votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and virtuous. Yet verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it is my very great honour to meet you, and you may call me V."

"Are you, like . . . a crazy person?"

***

When school starts, I won't have nearly as much time for reading and telly :(

two zero zero nine

It's not that nice a number. It's not a new millenium or century, not even a new decade. What's the big deal?

Stupid question, innit. Everyone just wants a reason to have fun :D and fun we did have. The company was random, but good - and so was Ip Man!

Viva foosball and fireworks!!
Oh, and Donnie Yen too, of course.

delicate yellow :D

Leave a room unturned for a couple of years, and see what happens: a few lizards, a family of cockroaches and a colony of ants move into the cupboards.

Nature is marvellous, no?

And when you consider that the majority of the workforce today was female...

good omens

Guess who threatened to pee on me today?

What do good manners demand of you when you really, really don't want to do what civilities and familial ties ask of you?

Help me name my thumbdrive, anyone?

help me, I've been hit

-by something no reasonably decent (well, at least I don't go about committing crimes of a bestial nature or suchlike) person should ever have to see.

It actually hurts to see these kinds of things. Physically. My muscles start twisting and twitching and I start seeing stars. You'd think these people die a little death each time they spell a word right. Damnit.

(King Julien-esque) It's so annoying.

deedle deedle dum

I finally found out what happens on the eleventh day of Christmas!

And I got sick of Minima and its, well, minimality. Hence the change, see.

(fairy lights! xD)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

the things that make a man:

Iron enough to make a nail,
Lime enough to paint a wall,
Water enough to drown a dog,
Sulphur enough to stop the fleas,
Poison enough to kill a cow,
Potash enough to wash a shirt,
Gold enough to buy a bean,
Silver enough to coat a pin,
Lead enough to ballast a bird,
Phosphor enough to light the town.

Strength enough to build a home,
Time enough to hold a child,
Love enough to break a heart.