so i am back from my holiday at the land of altintop, nihat and turan. it was good while it lasted for something i was perfectly fine with foregoing. i liked the scenery, the ruins were cool (i understood how there can be beauty in chaos), oh and there was snow. there was also some eyecandy whenever i need a break from reading, which i have done aplenty. not too bad for a week.

i suddenly do not feel like detailing everything single aspect of my holiday, partly because it is very tedious, but also partly because i want to quickly go and bathe, then go downstairs to eat a plate of nasi goreng ikan billis, despite it being freaking 130am in the morning.

i am ashamed at my inability to warm up quickly to people my own age.

as i was sharing with shanzhi, people who have not seen pep guardiola play as they grow up have a deprived childhood. which means himself, myself and a lot of other people.

here is a riddle: what is the link between shanzhi and underwear?

i am going to do a sport everyday. so if i have training today, i will run tomorrow. i have only until march to try and sub 8. this should maximise the limited training time that i have.

speaking of time, i have 3 more books to finish. that is on top of finishing oranges and housekeeping and a book on islam. this does not include extra stuff and richard III.

i wonder if 4K will have a christmas/new year party like last year?

having just returned from holiday, i am excited about going on another trip next year, but this time with friends. 4K trip anyone?

if everything went well i would have been at a chalet now talking and laughing instead of hitting away at my keyboard.

why is arshavin so n00b in WE2008? it makes using him a chore, though the jolt i get everytime he gets the ball confirms his special place he has inside me.

ok that sounded damn wrong.

i love my new earphones.

i should blog like this from now on. incoherent sentences that articulate whatever comes into my mind at the moment.

that's all folks.