My interests and fettishes (!)

Relax... This is not a website on my "weird" sexual orientation (attempting to throw in more confusion). Neither will I include a a picture of me in curly hair and showing suggestive pictures of me sitting cross-legged. Not to say that it will even interest anyone, the title is there merely to capture any remaining attention left (if there is).

As a skinny yellow-skin boy, I do not have much interests except in travelling, beer, coke, phad thai, thai beef noodles, instant noodles, bloody slimy cockles, watching WWE (I always have a fantasy of pouring beer on my head just like Stone Cold Steve Austin), enjoying it when FC Barcelona defeats Real Madrid, listening to Beatles, Bob Dylan, Joni Mitchell, David Bowie, Velvet Underground and The Doors.

I kick ass, and I have a big cannon.

So, why this Bloggish website?

I am not god and certainly not trying to play one. The purpose of this website is just to share some of my views of this "pretty strange" world with the web community. Blogs are so common currently and my aim is not to set up another one of those all-too-similar blogs on the internet, though I do not make a big fuss if you think it is.

I am obessed with details. Will tend to include prices of food, beer, coke and whatever I have paid for if I can remember them. To be frank, this website also serves as a means of remembering the different experiences of each trip. I used to write them down in a small diary, but I realised after years of selling my life to MS office, I can no longer write in a handwriting that is readable even by myself. Such is the human being depenenices on the computer. Scary indeed.

What does this website contain?

If you observe the layout of the website carefully, it contains pictures and comments thought of in my various trips. Regardless whether I travelled budget or conventional, the comments were really the most truthful comments that I can come out with. They may sound insulting sometimes but they really meant no harm to anyone concerned. I am a "Buddhist" and I believe in the concept of Karma. What goes around, comes around. Though I have to admit that it is most difficult to practise the art of not offending anybody, I try, but I do fail miserably sometimes. My sincere apologies.

One section contains my personal blog, or I call it "mental blogs". It contains irritating comments on work, life and rubbish. I like to talk in circles and hints, though you are always welcomed to ignore me. Though I make it a point to update it once a week. Dont get too worried if I don't: that will probably mean I am either dead or simply can't with life. You can also read some of my crappy poems, written under the influence of alcohol and instant noodles. Or you can keep track of the quantity of beer and coke I drink: a punishment that i self-inflicted on my own so that I can at least attempt to prevent my liver from being stir-fried by all that shit.

There is also a page where it contains all my favourite photos that I (or Bb my girlfriend) have taken. Though I am not a photography expert, there are some photographs which I feel that I need special mentioning to. Some pictures may have appeared in the travel blogs so please bear with me.

It also contain links to the various budget airlines in the reigon. I am quite active in the Thorn Tree Forum, the travel forum in the Lonely Planet website. There are always questions on budget airlines, so I always like to direct them to my website so that they can access the links directly instead of me typing. I'm getting old, you know. Though my advise is if you can afford it, do take conventional airlines. Who knows, you may be contributing to my year-end bonus as well.

Last but not least....

The author of this website wishes that the words be read carefully if one is interested. For he thinks that words are so much MORE important than the pictures though I suppose reading a long paragraph of me crapping about something that is totally boring to oneself is really a torture. I recall my C/C++ programming textbook when I was in my first year of university.

Remember there are 24 cans of beer in a carton, because there are 24 hours in a day. Carry on popping the beer cans and drink. It cured my ance problem anyway. Life is really too short to worry about the price of beer. Isn't it?

Please feel free to email me on any concerns you have with my websites, information error or anything which you can't seem to agree with. I got a gmail account and can take Gigabytes of space.

Row row row your boat, gently on a stream. Merrily merrily merrily merrily, life but a dream....

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