Monday, September 26, 2005

Everyone who knew me before is saying i'm getting fat. LOOK. I KNOW. There's nothing wrong with a few extra pounds, feeling warmer in this cold, and becoming more cuddly. And it's hard when there's good food here, either home cooking or eating out. here are the food highlights of this week:
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Saturday: Called Ina, she was late for soundcheck at Esplanade. I could hear Tjinn and John in the background, banging away. on their instruments i mean. musical instruments. Sigh, i wish i were there.


Went to Watson's Bay with Adam yesterday. Ah, the joys of vehicular convenience. Very very pretty place. There's even a nude beach which too bad most of the patrons are middle aged caucasian gay men. If any of my female friends come to Sydney, must promise to go with me ok? heehee... no pics of it lah, later they not happy come and rip my ass... i scared... but check out watsons bay, sibei chio. it's dope yo. one side is beaches bay, the other side crazy suicidal cliffs...
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There are seagulls everywhere. They are so not shy. One even dared to waddle up to me, tap me on my foot, and give me an expectant look before scoffing and waddling off. Bloody seagulls.

And I'd view the lush green lawns of the watsons bay sea side park with consternation if i saw a gull dropping coat on the pavements, working on a new shine for the street. Yet Aussies search for a spot without any discernible white, or at least excusable in their books, to lay down and bask in the love of their great land. Yeah, Australia is great, but bird shit is not yo.

Here's a double edged dildo. I say dildo coz the purpose the whole world seems to have on kids is masturbation of their egos. Oh He looks like you, she's got her mother's eyes. They play with it, they cuddle it, they make them an excuse for all the things they never achieved in life.

Anyway, before i digressed in my characteristic long assed compound sentences, there's kids everywhere here in the watson's bay park. Apparantly it's so prevalent that the authorities thought to erect permanent signs on the roads nearby: "Children around, drive slowly."

There's kids wading in the water, chomping on sand, rolling around in avian guano trying to get a new shine on their bodies. But the parents don't seem to care. They don't even seem to be there. I turn to see adults 30m away, sipping wine at the dock fish & chips restaurant, occasionally glancing at these kids, and i can only assume it's them. They're probably chatting to one another: "Oh look, Stella swims so well at 4! She's gonna grow up to become an Olympian!" or "Eddie has a taste for the sea, he's gonna be a marine biologist!" or "Eve is so in touch with birds and nature, and not afraid of gull feaces, i bet she's going to become a great post-modernist artist someday!"

But you see, horrific as it may sound, these kids may indeed one day grow up to become the aforementioned sources of pride, or in the case of a post-modernist artist, dubious pride. They are untethered, unafraid, and if they don't drown, get poisoned or contract fatal skin diseases, they really might become something someday.

I wouldn't know. your mind just wonders when u are sitting peacefully in a beautiful place. Singaporean kids aren't like this, though they might less likely abandon you when you're old, they probably haven't been given as much get go as these aussie kids have. And all this ruminating culminates into the whole point of my monologue so far, that is... i forgot. nevermind.



Went to Max Brenner's at Double Bay next. Damn shiok. Look at that: Vats of hot chocolate constantly stirred by the machine, piped through the ceiling straight to the barristers to dispense. oOooooo....
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Adam's cats are a ball. Montgomery here is always manja and comes up to you to rub his head and demand a good stroking session. He's so friendly, it's very unlike cats. Apparantly his breed, the burmese, is known to be dog-like in this manner. If i ever get a cat, it'll be a burmese. Monty is so damn playful, energetic, and super manja. Shiok.
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His other cat Sophie is more of a recluse however. hahahaha....
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hahaha... yeah.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous sang...

eeeee chooo cuteee laaa the kittieee catsssssss!!!! dammit i want a digi cam so i can take a pic of my SeVen Dwarfs. (i make a cute snowwhite btw)i love their names Montgomery! hee. i cant think wad to name the new additions. But ive been calling them Yaya and Yoyo. hahahahahahah

2:41 AM  
Blogger astralrae sang...

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sucha lovely pics!!!
my my, looking at the food u eat, i'm sure u'd be putting on weight! hehe.but nothing beats good food really. the sight of your ma po tofu makes me hungry!
and the cat's beautiful!! burmese cats are pretty! sigh sigh can't wait to have one too..

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Anonymous Anonymous sang...

oh wow... you're brekkie looks damn shiok la! im jealous. i'd kill to be in a max brenner's with piped in chocolate... and those kitties.... yum!

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