headphones

taken from The Satorialist.

THAT’S THE EXACT SET OF HEADPHONES I WANT TO GET FROM FREDFLARE! I’m crossing my fingers so hard, that they’ll still be in stock when I place my order. And now that I’ve seen it on someone else, it looks even better. I don’t really know whether the sound quality is wonderful, but hey, I’m no music student.  I’ve read good reviews about it though! I just REALLY REALLY like it.  I’m so happy that the ultimate friend in the states has agreed (I’m assuming she has) to be my headphones mule (I say that with a lot of love). I want a whole lot of other things, but since I’m going to Thailand and I can buy everything else there. But for now, I must have these headphones, thank you.

GOOP!

I love Goop!

Goop – Gwyneth Paltrow’s some sort of very cool blog. There’s stuff on clothes, cooking, places to go, things to do and stuff I don’t really read. She doesn’t update really often though, but I like!

I’ve grown this blog from just a handful of subscribers to a ripe number of naught. Maybe I should apologise for my lack of posts and neglect, but hey I should be able to do what I want with my blog, right?

These past few months have been eventful to say the least, but then again, when have I ever just wanted to say the least? I wish I could cram everything into a wordy blog post and help you imagine the everything, but alas it’s too hard and boring. Hopefully, I don’t sound disjointed trying to document the excitement that bubbles.

Firstly, I successfully won the bid and thus bought myself a colourful little holga from ebay a million months ago and have yet to develop my first roll. I am fully aware of the fact that the first roll will be a disaster with pictures either taken with the cap on, or are horrendously blurry, or have disgusting colour filters the seep out their natural goodness. POO. All the same, it’s my first roll and I want it for keepsake. I think the second roll will be better yet. I know this isn’t wonderfully interesting, but I like fiddling with my light-leaked toy camera and I thought you might find my expensive thrill amusing.

I also finished my term as vice-president of OCF. Though I never ever use that title in the club except when trying to push for my opinions and steal thunders (heehee), I find it suitable for both comic relief and nostalgia  now. All the same, I am really glad that I picked this up. I remember before this all began, how we were coaxed in with Roopesh’s ’soft-centred chocolate cake’, and spent a whole afternoon discussing the future or the possible lack thereof. Luckily, that bleak little future we painted out that afternoon, turned out to be nothing of that sort. Instead, it’s been a pretty roller coaster-ry term. But through this, I think we have all gotten to know each other so wonderfully and yet disconcertingly well. I like that and thoroughly appreciate it.And though sometimes sacrifices were made, many times at our own expenses, I don’t believe it was in vain. Seeing where it was, and where it is now, I know that all the tears, sweat, blood, prayers, late night phone calls, consistent and obsessive e-mails, and sheer utter madness, was for something.

I hope from this you don’t gather that this was because of us, because of me, because of the product of our feeble hands and feet, it wasn’t. I think and truly believe that everything was because God allowed his ministry, his OCF, and his people to grow. God really was so wonderfully faithful through it all, and I know I’ve been so blessed to see it firsthand. I remember at the end of the Adelaide convention last year, I scribbled on my diary, ‘At the end of the day, it is God’s. Everything is God’s. I am nothing without God. He will do what he wants. All I can do is be ready when he calls.’. Now, I don’t know whether I was always ready, or whether I was ready enough, but I’m quite glad to be a tiny little instrument in God’s doings.

There is so much more to say, so much more to enlighten you on, so much more, but that unmade bed in the corner calls to be loved. I guess, the one thing I hope you gain from this is that God really made this term (and year) pretty brilliant.

thus far

somewhere in the middle of coogee and bondi, 2007
“everything is ..  crazy”.

amidst the dark rain clouds filled with turmoil, the clash of ideals banging and clanging like thunder, you stand, firm. i get swept away by the loud shiny objects and the pitter patter of raindrops that seem to spontaneously fall from the ocean blue sky. i do sometimes check to see how far the little driftwood has bobbed away from the shoreline, but then i forget and carry on my own merry way. i wish i could just grab a little metal hook and attach myself to you because you are there with your peace, you stand stout and firm, unchanging, and unmoved by circumstance.

one day, i’ll realise how foul the taste of salt water. one day, i’ll realise how much i hate seagulls. one day, i’ll realise where i ought to be, where i want to be and that i miss you. one day, i’ll paddle back.

today will be that day.

Yes, I do judge books by their covers.

taken without permission from travelling hungry boy

THB says it’s yum, but it’s so ugly!! How am going to put such an ugly thing in my mouth and it’s so expensive! Actually I wouldn’t mind trying it… but i don’t understand how come the Japanese people can genetically modify an orange to make it juicy but not pretty as well. There’s that really round looking orange things, but apparently not very tasty. So it’s an either or situation I guess.

Today, as I was walking into negotiations class, I overheard guy saying to his friend, “must be an easy class”. I didn’t really hear the standard of which he used to judge the simplicity of the class by, but I disagree. Yes, the material covered isn’t rocket science, but HAVE YOU DONE A NEGOTIATION BEFORE? It is awfully draining and almost everything depends on the person you get paired up with that week. I once sat with a guy in silence for a good 7 minutes because we both refused to lower our prices and another time, I got yelled at by an overly enthusiastic exchange girl. The irony is, there was fairly simple probability working on the board which I assume was from the class earlier, which means .. THEIR CLASS IS EASY AS WELL!! Heehee. Maybe it’ll get harder for them, but hey it gets harder for us as well!! Anyway, other than that, I had a pretty good one and a half hours at uni because I didn’t get creamed at negotiations. I think we came up with an agreement that was in line with the Pareto efficiency frontier! My partner and I then spent the rest of the time talking.