I gladly take my words back.
Malaysia gives US$1mil to hurricane victims in US
But then again, did they have to wait so long?
No thanks to my ever-procastinating nature (I hear no end of it from the parents and friends), I sent mybeloved, damaged, digital camera for repairs a tad too late; it is still not ready, thus I wasn't able to bring it with me to Japan. However, I did manage to buy an el-cheapo digital camera on the plane for less than RM500. Surprisingly, the photographs taken were pretty good.
And before any of you start reprimanding me for my impulse purchase, I'm happy to say that my brother will be inheriting that camera when I return to Malaysia in November. Call it a belated birthday pressie, which, his unfortunate sister needed to use first ... tee hee hee! Hey, at least it's better than the huge brick of a Sony he's using right now (which, he also, errr, inherited from his sister before leaving to Australia).
That lucky, LUCKY boy ;)
Two months sure fly by fast. I'm back in Japan, and will be here for 2 months. I'm currently writing this post from Narita Airport. Wireless Internet access is not free at the airport; it's 500 yen/day. Oh well, I'll just take it as a very expensive cybercafe for an hour lah. At least there's something for me to do for the next hour.
Stayed at the Excel Tokyu Hotel last night, which was quite good (very clean!). Japanese hotels are known to provide yukatas as pajamas for hotel patrons. However, the hotel I stayed at last night provided a beige tunic which somewhat resembles a hospital gown. Ahh ... no complaints, as I do not need to use my own pajamas ;)
Left the hotel at 7am, hoping to catch an earlier bus to Takasaki. Arrived at the airport at 7.25am. At the ticket counter, the sales clerk told me that the next bus to Takasaki is STILL at 8.55am! Argh. Have to wait for an hour and a half. So, to pass the time, I'm watching a LOT of CNN (especially on the news on the upcoming Hurricane Rita at the Florida Keys).
And blogging ;)
A new day has begun.
A day of promise, of hope, of possibilities.
Of building newfound bridges,
And of mending broken ones.
I'm optimistic. I'm determined to be. And to start it off, I shall not swear at the lousy drivers on the way to work :)
Memory was something you lost with age
I was at the shopping mall today, and walking past an electronics store, I heard the almost-forgotten band, Modern Talking, playing over the 42-inch TVs. It's been such a long time since I've heard Cheri Cheri Lady and Brother Louie. I can't help but feel nostalgic for the 80s (when boys were fiends) and 90s (when boys became crushes).
How time flies, when playing loud music over the stereo no longer appeals to me. I'd rather be listening to soft jazz and contemporary ballads rather than having heavy metal rock the house (pardon the pun). What is it with the music nowadays? How is it that everybody became so angst-ridden and washed with the oh-the-world-hates-me-I'd-rather-be-dead feeling, that they all became Avrils? Or have we become so jaded that sappy love songs are now nothing more than just "hit-the-sack" music?
One thing's for certain. Next item on my shopping list?
A Modern Talking CD ;)