the gift

the gift

Was it an alarm? Or the fire drill? No, that was years ago. It took awhile before I realized the emptiness of the room without the …

 

an excerpt from my diary

an excerpt from my diary

felt like sharing this one. quite aware that the handwriting is horrid. it’s not usually this bad when I’m not trying to scribble on a tiny …

 

hypocrisy

hypocrisy

British television can be used as an effective mirror on the natives themselves. They are an opinionated lot, high on democracy and the freedom of …

 

Protected: the telling

Protected: the telling

There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.

 

Sausage

Sausage

“Where’s the nasi lemak?” she asked. We were standing outside Little Fusion, a tidy little asian restaurant for students. I held back back a smirk …

 

the horse blinds that is routine

the horse blinds that is routine

“Stop chewing everyone can hear you.” she hisses quietly to her side, that is, me. My mouth abruptly stops, and attempt to grind the chips …

 

a thought on the web-media economy

a thought on the web-media economy

I’m not going to pretend that I know anything about the economics of the print media, what more its online reincarnation, so if you have …

 

Christmas! …in November

Christmas! …in November

I spend… eh, about half of my time in the room. Sometimes when I’m bored, I go crazy and do random stuff like this: Most of the …

 

a pointless argument

a pointless argument

Debates and discussion are things which in the past few years I’ve realized are of little value. It seems the most prominent advocates in either sides …

 

fast food (for thought)

fast food (for thought)

Pearl and Janet hurdled outside the store, tucking their arms into their jacket pockets against the cold. “Not getting fried chicken stench on my hair,” …