i'm annoyed right now, for reasons inappropriate for expounding on this blog. and to avoid typing an expletive-laden post as im wont to do, ive decided to peek my head out of the hole i've crawled into over the past two months to check in and let everyone know that i'm still alive and squealing like a pig whenever i eat something good, and rave on something insignificant.
i'd actually planned to blog briefly about my trip to california and all the orgiastic festivities that i thought i wld have, and have silly captions below pictures that i'd taken throughout the trip. blame it on laziness or, i don't know, laziness, it's just that sometimes it's so exhausting to watch the card reader transfer all those photos from the memory card to my hard drive. i burn at least a hundred calories just thinking about it. and oh, just the thought of transferring 1gb of photos will positively send me straight into a coma. besides, who wants to see pictures of the golden gate bridge solely when u can see a more 'happening' version?
but i've come to see how wordy this place can be, so here's a token shot from an angle that not many have seen:
isn't it sad that some people choose to take their own lives by leaping off such a majestic bridge? apparently they'd be hurtling towards their deaths at more than 100km/h after a mere 5 seconds..
speaking of suicide, a conversation with an unctuous man in church this morning certainly brought on waves of murderous intents. evil? i know. sinful? definitely. on the 1st sunday of 2009? i think i see the gates of hades there yonder.
plus, my 'good karma' accumulated from having done some good in myanmar is probably all dried up by now. add to that the fact tt i kept forgetting to say grace at the table before some meals when i was at my friend's place, and my tombstone will probably read smth not very pleasant. but if God saw the spread on the table i'm sure He'd understand. =P
basically the conversation with said man transpired roughly like this (we were discussing about my hols in the US, and how unhealthy the food there tends to be):
Mr Unctuous: "so aren't you afraid of eating soo unhealthily? what about your health when u get older?"
me: "coz not, i'm only 24, and i still get hard-ons in math class. "
alright, i jest.me: " okay, this conversation can serve no purpose anymore. good-bye. "
i wished i had the balls to say that, but nope, social niceties dictate that you plaster on a stupid smile while proffering a nicer reply. me: " nah, my metabolism is very high, and i usually eat very healthily on weekdays to compensate for my weekends and holidays.."
seriously, some people...
so, what struck me about the US this time round?
it's big. it's really big. i know it's big but the interminable flights there slapped me in the face and on my arse real hard. i emerged dishevelled after my 3rd flight with butts sore from getting squished for 14-15hrs.
AMERICA THE BIG. ginormous malls filled with megastores that span a few football fields, malls that will make vivocity look puny in comparison to them. malls so big that there are usually a few exits off freeways/roads that lead to it, and getting off the wrong one could mean a long long walk to the store u want.. and oh, at this mall, this man was driving around looking for parking lots and when he spotted one, he parked head in, but then reversed, and headed straight for another one just a couple of feet away. probably so it wld save him all but 10 additional seconds of walking. how lazy can americans get?
but gosh, i love the way the americans do things. who says good things come in small packages? the bigger the better. especially when it comes to food and shopping. big servings at affordable prices. warehouse factory outlet shopping with massive discounts.
wait. why was i annoyed again?