I thought it was to be a quiet dinner, just the five of us. I sure didn't expect the group of chums crouching behind the bar and a surprise orchestrated so smoothly and sneakily. And now to bed before Hanoi in the afternoon. :)
Sunday, September 27, 2009
An early tradition.
An early tradition.
I thought it was to be a quiet dinner, just the five of us. I sure didn't expect the group of chums crouching behind the bar and a surprise orchestrated so smoothly and sneakily. And now to bed before Hanoi in the afternoon. :)
I thought it was to be a quiet dinner, just the five of us. I sure didn't expect the group of chums crouching behind the bar and a surprise orchestrated so smoothly and sneakily. And now to bed before Hanoi in the afternoon. :)
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Inspiration.
Inspiration.
image from inmagine.com
Okay I'll admit it - I haven't been exactly thrilled about Hanoi as I usually am for my other trips, what with the untimely dates, forecasted sweltering weather and a seemingly odd mix of people. The control freak in me is slightly jittery at having to go about the whims and fancies of 12 other people, but then I am reminded that it is a travel writing module and not a holiday I'm going on.
So while home trying to shake off the slightly drunk stupor from the farewell lunch with the W&D peeps, I got around to reading the blog of a Hanoi expat I would be meeting when I'm in the city next week. In short, he packed up his bags and left a comfortable life behind to volunteer halfway around the globe, and the way he waxes lyrical about Hanoi reminds me so much of that intangible gut-squeezing love I have for Bali. I'm inspired, and honestly quite excited about seeing Hanoi through his eyes.
That has lifted up my veil of apprehension about Hanoi. Let's hope autumn comes early. :)
image from inmagine.com
Okay I'll admit it - I haven't been exactly thrilled about Hanoi as I usually am for my other trips, what with the untimely dates, forecasted sweltering weather and a seemingly odd mix of people. The control freak in me is slightly jittery at having to go about the whims and fancies of 12 other people, but then I am reminded that it is a travel writing module and not a holiday I'm going on.
So while home trying to shake off the slightly drunk stupor from the farewell lunch with the W&D peeps, I got around to reading the blog of a Hanoi expat I would be meeting when I'm in the city next week. In short, he packed up his bags and left a comfortable life behind to volunteer halfway around the globe, and the way he waxes lyrical about Hanoi reminds me so much of that intangible gut-squeezing love I have for Bali. I'm inspired, and honestly quite excited about seeing Hanoi through his eyes.
That has lifted up my veil of apprehension about Hanoi. Let's hope autumn comes early. :)
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
The pursuit of knowledge.
The pursuit of knowledge.
image from inmagine.com
1.5 hours to go before the first media law test. Thank goodness it's multiple choice.
image from inmagine.com
1.5 hours to go before the first media law test. Thank goodness it's multiple choice.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
I always seem to forget how fragile are the very strong.
I always seem to forget how fragile are the very strong.
But life goes on.
Nothing quite means having Ran back like a trip to the beach for some shameless sun-worshipping. It's been awhile since I've sat in the sun doing absolutely nothing, and knowing it's gonna be some time before I'll do it again eased the niggling guilt of skin damage. Kinda.
P and I popped by Ben & Jerry's Chunk Fest later in the evening for a taste of some fest-exclusive flavors. Can't say I was a fan of Sir Elton John's sweet concoction, but I quite enjoyed Peanut Butter Cookie Dough. Chocolate peanut butter ice cream with peanut butter cookie dough and fudge chips. Yum!
And there we go, another weekend come and gone.
But life goes on.
Nothing quite means having Ran back like a trip to the beach for some shameless sun-worshipping. It's been awhile since I've sat in the sun doing absolutely nothing, and knowing it's gonna be some time before I'll do it again eased the niggling guilt of skin damage. Kinda.
P and I popped by Ben & Jerry's Chunk Fest later in the evening for a taste of some fest-exclusive flavors. Can't say I was a fan of Sir Elton John's sweet concoction, but I quite enjoyed Peanut Butter Cookie Dough. Chocolate peanut butter ice cream with peanut butter cookie dough and fudge chips. Yum!
And there we go, another weekend come and gone.
Friday, September 11, 2009
If I Knew.
If I Knew
This poem was circulated soon after 9-11, and it never fails to put that little ache in my heart. Even after eight years, it still serves as a very real reminder to try to reform my procrastinating ways. Have a read, and then call someone to say "I love you".
On a very different note, P will be home in less than 2 hours! That is a welcome departure from the sadness usually associated with 11 September. Now excuse me while I try to nap...
If I knew it would be the last time
That I’d see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
And pray the Lord your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time
That I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
And call you back for more.
If I knew it would be the last time
I’d hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
So I could play them back day after day.
If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute
To stop and say ‘I love you’,
Instead of assuming you would know I do.
If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
Well I’m sure you’ll have so many more,
So I can let just this one slip away.
For surely there’s always tomorrow
To make up for an oversight,
And we always get a second chance
To make everything just right.
There will always be another day
To say ‘I love you’,
And certainly there’s another chance
To say ‘Anything I can do?’
But just in case I might be wrong,
And today is all I get,
I’d like to say how much I love you
And I hope we never forget.
Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
Young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance
You get to hold your loved one tight.
So if you’re waiting for tomorrow,
Why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
You’ll surely regret the day.
That you didn’t take that extra time
For a smile, a hug or a kiss
And you were too busy to grant someone
What turned out to be their one last wish.
So hold your loved ones close today,
And whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them
And that you’ll always hold them dear.
Take time to say ‘I’m sorry’,
‘Please forgive me’, ‘Thank you’, or ‘It’s okay’
And if tomorrow never comes,
You’ll have no regrets about today.
~author unknown
Monday, September 07, 2009
It's past 1 in the morning.
It's past 1 in the morning.
I've been hammering away at the keys since I opened the reference books I got from the library and the countless tabs I've opened in Flock. I have been avoiding getting down to the piece because of the sheer amount of information out there and the perplexingly broad scope of my assigned topic.
I spent a good seven months living, breathing and loving how I had to constantly churn out articles and it is contrastingly ironic how I've put off a travel writing piece for the entire week. Then again I am reminded that I had nothing to do but write at that time, while a million other unsexy things (media law readings and project work to name a few) vie for my time and attention these days.
The good old days eh?
I've been hammering away at the keys since I opened the reference books I got from the library and the countless tabs I've opened in Flock. I have been avoiding getting down to the piece because of the sheer amount of information out there and the perplexingly broad scope of my assigned topic.
I spent a good seven months living, breathing and loving how I had to constantly churn out articles and it is contrastingly ironic how I've put off a travel writing piece for the entire week. Then again I am reminded that I had nothing to do but write at that time, while a million other unsexy things (media law readings and project work to name a few) vie for my time and attention these days.
The good old days eh?
Friday, September 04, 2009
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
Why, hello again.
Why, hello again.
My brother's moved home with us and for someone who values her privacy, it hasn't been easy coming home almost everyday to throngs of visitors. But what matters most is that the worst seems to be over and that we've all come through stronger than before.
Normality is starting to seep back into my life, but I haven't been very diligent in catching up with friends. The last thing I feel like when crowds are already infiltrating my house is to be around more people, but I did make a couple of exceptions. I'm slowly starting to fill up my social diary again but there seems to be too few weekends before I take off for Hanoi end September. And while I'm a tad gutted P's away, I'm totally excited that my beach babe Ran will be home for two weeks come Sunday!
Meanwhile, I've been mucking around with a poloroid application I downloaded today, so I'll leave you with some snapshots of the girls I've been spending time with in recent weeks while Karen was in town.
Two words: Cheese overload!
My brother's moved home with us and for someone who values her privacy, it hasn't been easy coming home almost everyday to throngs of visitors. But what matters most is that the worst seems to be over and that we've all come through stronger than before.
Normality is starting to seep back into my life, but I haven't been very diligent in catching up with friends. The last thing I feel like when crowds are already infiltrating my house is to be around more people, but I did make a couple of exceptions. I'm slowly starting to fill up my social diary again but there seems to be too few weekends before I take off for Hanoi end September. And while I'm a tad gutted P's away, I'm totally excited that my beach babe Ran will be home for two weeks come Sunday!
Meanwhile, I've been mucking around with a poloroid application I downloaded today, so I'll leave you with some snapshots of the girls I've been spending time with in recent weeks while Karen was in town.
Two words: Cheese overload!
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