Last words

For the year of course. Everyone is spouting their new year’s resolutions and stuff. Reflecting on their mistakes and stuff they didn’t execute to perfection. Heck even us schemers sit around for hours staring off into space wondering about what's in store for the new year so I guess it’s normal for everyone.

Well I guess I should probably come up with a new year’s resolution.

I’d call it. “To come back alive”?

I’m gonna have to find a way to sustain things. Instead of rolling the dice every now and then.

After all,

I’m a fair bit tired,

of hearing “don’t die weih”

and getting elbowed and punched,

when I tell my stories.

But all the same. If getting hit is the price of being alive and seeing all of them again.

It’s pretty worth it I’d say.

Windows live writer

I love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Restrung guitar

Went for a guitar lesson today and got advice on life. Wow.

“I’ve gotta come back to Malaysia la sir. I’ve got the company here.”

“No, that’s not the way. Go to UK. Travel the world. Find yourself. Tell your friends to get lost for these few years la. They’ll be fine without you. Find yourself, find what you want. Then come home and see where life takes you.”

Next lesson is on Tuesday!

 

Wototoototototo*waddles away*

Back from the dead!

Experimentation =D

I can just imagine Kevin saying,

“Oh you experiment Kington. You experiment HARD.”

Cut

“tingly tingly” The voice says.

There’s a pull and a quick graceful motion. Pulling out the practice stick. For blind fencing.

A sudden pressure and the first stance is on. An open one with the stick held centre ready to strike or counter from any direction.

And the litany is.

 

Moving softly,

Gently turning,

Cutting cleanly.

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I need my mouse back! It was specially adjusted to have the right sensitivity for me! ARGH!

I may be restarting my physical training again. =/ Realised I can’t kick anymore.

Marrakech 1

Sorry about the lateness of this post. Between losing my mouse, internet going down, exams, studying, assignments, labs and stuff it’s been hectic. 

 

  It all started with leaving Leeds in the evening(yes we have leather chairs in our busses in Leeds)And a bus ride to Luton in the dead of night.We're boarding!

Ah the international code of taxi swindling. Hey I come from Malaysia! I know how to deal with your kind! Don’t let this picture fool you. It’s actually pretty cold there.

Looking for our Riad(guest house) Seriously it was HARD talking to the woman! I had to cobble together whatever Arabic and French I had in my brain.

Just wandering the streets. Bought a small jar to collect sand from the desert.Big tower. No idea what is it. But it became a landmark.

This freak threw snakes on me. Then decided to charge me 15 quid to have my picture taken if not the snakes would stay on. SON OF A BITCH. Haggled to 10 quid.Beautiful centre square of marrakech.

Just a back alley with a beautiful calming view.There’s a lot of horse carriages around. Sorta like replacement taxis for those who have time and money. 

The centre square of the modern part of the city. Awesomeness

It’s Pilot’s dream to eat McD in every part of the world. So we had some crazy tajeen foldover. Not bad. But pretty expensive.

My travelling buddies Pilot on the left. Danny on the right. They gave us felt blankets. Awesome.En suite toilet. We ended up having a whole 5 bedroom to ourselves. 

Our room door. Not kidding you.

Marrakech 2 coming.

Happy to be third world

I went to marrakech. And at the end of the trip. After meeting Andrew and Elizabeth I feel like I need to appreciate my position more. And that I should stop whining about the lack of proper developement in Malaysia.

Will post more soon