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1. BEST CHINESE MOVIE EVER. don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise
2. In the 8 facts about yourself meme, you share 8 things that your readers don't know about you. Then at the end you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going.
* Each blogger must post these rules first.
* Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
* Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
* At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. Tagged by wredwrat
1. amigad I haven't changed my tablet pen's nib in 6 years
2. While most people do stupid things after drinking gallons of beer, I do stupid things after an hour of extremely good house, thus I don't go clubbing any more
3. I LOVE PORK I could eat it for like lunch everyday, not in massive quantities but even the crackly bits in noodle soup are enough to make it AWESOME noodle soup.
4. I despise gyms with the power of a thousand burning suns, however I may be forced to swallow my loathing and join one because I'm getting old and more importantly I don't feel good most of the time. (the pork doesn't help)
5. I loathe facials with the power of a thousand burning suns but I'm getting old so... etc.
6. Many edible items inhabit my desk; healthy stuff eg. giant box of raisins, giant box of muesli enjoy a tenancy of about 3-6 months, while smaller stashes of Kit Kats, Kinder Buenos, Oreo cylinders, Pringle stacks, murukku packets et al are lucky to live til the next morning. I could experiment with like a giant box of Kit Kats-- no.
7. If you came to visit me instead of taking you out primarily to see tourist sights, I would take you to lost seafood restaurants in the jungles of Port Klang, dim sum palaces, tai chao kopitiams, mamak stalls, rojak vans, Ramli burger stands... We would also have to visit Perhentian Island though because it's just too beautiful.
8. I feed the strays who sit and stare at me when I'm eating dinner at a hawker stall / chinese kopitiam, but I won't donate when random people come up and start talking about the charity they're collecting money for. But I do give money if it's an old person selling kleenex packets or bookmarks or something. I think charity needs to be an organized effort because there can be so many middlemen, but I don't think my internal logic works very well against old folks who have to beg for a living, or hungry cats*.
*Hungry pregnant cats. Who have sores. And are missing ears, and have scorch marks, or massive areas of scar tissue where they were scalded and the fur will never grow back. Sometimes I feel that humanity is not such a bad thing, and then I go eat dinner, and then a hungry scarred cat meows at me, and I feel like christ i'm sorry WE ARE LOWER THAN DIRT
edit: I forgot to tag people orz: kitmun worldserpent cyen wenlet soilatte supplanter amei
3. desperately drawing comic orz. in the meantime i am trying to do some b/w studies with refs, my understanding of values is nonexistant
4. Just as I was feeling confident that James Blunt's music is too mainstream to affect me now I hear 1973. THANKS MAN EVERY TIME I HEAR IT I FEEL LIKE CRYING. NOW PLEASE SHAVE
2. In the 8 facts about yourself meme, you share 8 things that your readers don't know about you. Then at the end you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going.
* Each blogger must post these rules first.
* Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
* Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
* At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. Tagged by wredwrat
1. amigad I haven't changed my tablet pen's nib in 6 years
2. While most people do stupid things after drinking gallons of beer, I do stupid things after an hour of extremely good house, thus I don't go clubbing any more
3. I LOVE PORK I could eat it for like lunch everyday, not in massive quantities but even the crackly bits in noodle soup are enough to make it AWESOME noodle soup.
4. I despise gyms with the power of a thousand burning suns, however I may be forced to swallow my loathing and join one because I'm getting old and more importantly I don't feel good most of the time. (the pork doesn't help)
5. I loathe facials with the power of a thousand burning suns but I'm getting old so... etc.
6. Many edible items inhabit my desk; healthy stuff eg. giant box of raisins, giant box of muesli enjoy a tenancy of about 3-6 months, while smaller stashes of Kit Kats, Kinder Buenos, Oreo cylinders, Pringle stacks, murukku packets et al are lucky to live til the next morning. I could experiment with like a giant box of Kit Kats-- no.
7. If you came to visit me instead of taking you out primarily to see tourist sights, I would take you to lost seafood restaurants in the jungles of Port Klang, dim sum palaces, tai chao kopitiams, mamak stalls, rojak vans, Ramli burger stands... We would also have to visit Perhentian Island though because it's just too beautiful.
8. I feed the strays who sit and stare at me when I'm eating dinner at a hawker stall / chinese kopitiam, but I won't donate when random people come up and start talking about the charity they're collecting money for. But I do give money if it's an old person selling kleenex packets or bookmarks or something. I think charity needs to be an organized effort because there can be so many middlemen, but I don't think my internal logic works very well against old folks who have to beg for a living, or hungry cats*.
*Hungry pregnant cats. Who have sores. And are missing ears, and have scorch marks, or massive areas of scar tissue where they were scalded and the fur will never grow back. Sometimes I feel that humanity is not such a bad thing, and then I go eat dinner, and then a hungry scarred cat meows at me, and I feel like christ i'm sorry WE ARE LOWER THAN DIRT
edit: I forgot to tag people orz: kitmun worldserpent cyen wenlet soilatte supplanter amei
3. desperately drawing comic orz. in the meantime i am trying to do some b/w studies with refs, my understanding of values is nonexistant
4. Just as I was feeling confident that James Blunt's music is too mainstream to affect me now I hear 1973. THANKS MAN EVERY TIME I HEAR IT I FEEL LIKE CRYING. NOW PLEASE SHAVE