last week i had a chance to go out into the city and i strolled along the streets of mongkok looking for bargains. found a cd of indian songs. i was going to ask dear kandi to get me an authentic one from india, didn't want to buy those westernised indian disco songs from hmv. oh well, kandi i guess you can save some space of your backpack for something else...

i remember 2 years ago when i went to london i spent a morning with charmaine in europe's largest indian temple, in nearsden. it was a huge white marble monument. we mingled into the indian crowd and sat with our bare feet in the middle of the praying hall, and amidst chanting ladies, we were given a bronze dish with a candle in the middle, to 'cleanse' our mind with the flame...

maybe i was indian in my past life, but i don't believe in past-lives.

god, i'm so in need of a holiday. a real one.

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went to get my new id card today, it wasn't so bad!! the photo on it 'was my beautified' version, it made me look like i'm 17, haha! what disappointed me though, was the tree right beside the hoh fook tong light rail station, just 2 weeks ago when i went to take my photo it was blossoming with bright orange flowers, and now they were almost gone...