Response and Ramble Ramble.

Thank you all for the responses to the last entry!
Let's clear out a few things now :P

Alright..so I really do understand why the organizers would want to
have the "pretty" girl on display rather than the "ugly" girl (let's
just say she's got a lesser degree of symmetry on her face than the
pretty girl? =/). And while I have nothing against them wanting to
show their best, I don't quite like the idea of the actual singer not
being able to present her singing talent to the world because a group
of adults felt she was not quite presentable. IMO, they should have
either compromised with the quality of the singing, or their desire to
put up the prettiest girl. Compromising a little kid's feelings…
shouldn't have been a consideration in the first place.

Next, fireworks…on a serious note,I have nothing against what happened
regarding that :P CGI or no CGI, I am just amazed at how neatly they
managed to pull the trick off! But it's always fun to pull legs innit.
So kudos to them I say! Overall..I really applaud the Chinese
organizers for making the opening such a success. It's one of those
humanity things which make me eyes well up a bit :P.

Now for some mindless ramble once again =)

Green and white. A polo shirt. A familiar smell. A familiar feeling.
Peach at the bottom of some chilled ice-tea. Some waffles with fruits
and ice cream on top. Some tears, some smiles all trapped within
elevator doors and an airport terminal. Some books and some express.
Some coffee in this world. Few words over a dear embrace. Peace and
compassion side by side. Anger and agitation, annoyance and
intolerance followed by a mellowness so unreal. August. Two years it
has been ugly. The third happened to be the worst. A tone – so
innocent and heart melting. Bau. A pie. Some drink from the pictures.
Some kid called Angie. A few clay elephants. Some rings and some
chains. Some gio, some surprises. Some marshies, some jellybeans..
Pictures against a lake facing the sun. Pictures against a lake at a
glass table. Pulling and tugging.. arms inside the sleeves. A
heartwarming sight. So warm that everything melts away. No Drugs. Just
eyes. Wishing to pry open the third. Maybe to reveal the indigo iris.
What makes it so easy to let go I wonder. Happiness so elusive..it
seems to lie elsewhere. Aziz super market..a heaven for black t-shirts
that mean something. A few large coins. A missing card. A few card
tricks over some tasty chicken. Some art. Some galleries. Sitting
against the wall on the floor facing the hard work of a creator.
Laughter over things so petty. Anger over the same. Home. Touchdown.
Promises that the future is bright and full of sunshine. Shhhunsine..
rings in my head. So do many many other things. I wonder if they echo
somewhere else. Do I care? Maybe..maybe not. Cheese slices. Morocco
and Malaysia. Many other places. A lot of travel. A lot of living. 3
years. I wonder where things will stand then. Or even 2 years. Or 1.
Or maybe months. I knew a month ago.. I wish I knew now.

A lot of thai express and second cup awaits us all people! Just less
than two weeks! :D

See you all next time!