RETURN OF FARTMAN!

Shoot Me Up Baby

I've realised that I've missed out on a lot of precious memories the past 3 weeks cos I didn't have my camera with me. Left it in Lau May's bag after her birthday celebration and basically I didn't dare collect it from Ivy. I guess it's not really cos I was afraid that Ivy would rape me or anything like that. It might be the inherent Asian value that one shouldn't intrude on the lives of others and rock the equilibrium. Although in the technical sense there's nothing wrong with me going over and getting something that's mine, I just felt bad troubling them. It's kinda interesting why we always have to feel bad for doing some things, or not doing others, but I personally don't think it's necessarily a flaw either. It's good that we have been brought up to put others before the self in some situations even though it's not an obligation. Other cultures might view this as being hypocritical, but I say it's simply just tact. In the Western sense, it could also be construed, although rather extremely, as "keep your friends close, but your enemies closer".

Anyhow, Lau May's finally back from her holidaying and I got my camera back. It's wonderful to feel the camera again. I think I shall spend the day snapping pictures either at the tattoo studio or in town. Oh and Lau May was so sweet to actually get a couple of tattoo mags for me, although they're in French, so I probably will have to wait for Minghao to read it to me or something. Maybe even as a bedtime story. Ponder ponder.

What a tiring day it's been. Little cousin's still sleeping over till the end of his holidays. It's nice having someone so honest and who doesn't care about social etiquette around.

Till next time, goodbye world.

posted by Da Buffalo! @ 4:49 AM