If you are smart enough,
you'd probably notice that I've changed my blog.
Ask.

Farewell, London.
It was an expensive experience.

Reminiscing

Crush. Ping pong. Gama. Village. Bed & Breakfast. Smile. American. London. Sauna.

Good times.

The shopper's rambling.

There are some scratches on my police sunglasses. Annoying.

Perhaps, its time to buy a new pair.

I've been eying this pair from DKNY since I got back to penang.

Even though there's a 50% discount,

I still can't convince myself to buy it.

Its fucking cheaper in London!

I should have bought it before I came back.

Seriously, I should have done all my shopping in London instead of here in Penang.

Nyeh.

Done with these.

云吞面. 板面. 咖哩鱼头. 芋头饭. 煎蕊. 点心. 红豆冰. 蚝煎. 九层糕. 炒粿条. 槟城叻沙. 豆花. 甘蔗水. 自助火锅. 烧鱼. 炒大板. 凉茶. 经济米粉. 蛋塔. 四果汤. 清补凉. 粿汁. apong balik. 油炸鬼. 煮炒. 奶茶. 半生熟蛋. 烤面包. 番薯包. 粿条汤. 牛肉面. 红龟糕. 黄梨酥. 虾饼. 爪哇面. 鸡扒. 白斩鸡. 烧鸡. 白豆蔻水. 龙眼. 麻薯. 猪肠粉. putu mayong. Otak-otak. 萝卜糕. 椰浆饭. 炒粿角. 榴莲. 肉干. 肉骨茶. nangka. 福建面. 卤肉. 炒莎葛. 椰水. milo 冰. 山竹.

Seeking Perfection

We seek perfection, continuously. Especially when it comes down to romance. The right kind of person, the right timing, that perfect grin, the perfect scene, that right level of maturity, and the list goes on.

Everything that we want from that potential other half, it has to be perfect. Though we know perfection hardly exist, we still naively determined to go out there risking everything looking for it. I suppose its through all this endless searching, we are therefore a step closer to perfection.

But at the end of the day, instead of seeking that perfect partner, will we end up being that perfect one, unreachable by the rest? Will the quest to seek perfection actually lead us to our desired perfection? I wonder.

They seem to get along better now.
In fact, much better.
He seems to be more out-spoken, more sociable.
But still,
the fact that they are sleeping in separate rooms is intriguing.
It doesn't make sense for a normal couple.
I really don't understand this whole marriage thing is.
Should I be concerned?

The past is bygone,
and the done should be done.
And yes,
though the past do shape the present,
it shouldn't directly interfere it.
The past and the present
should not exist together
on same point of the space-time continuum.
Its simply forbidden,
its ridiculous!

And just when I thought I have left everything in the past,
they somehow creep back out into the present,
distorting everything I've set in place.