P-chan's messy head
You can disappear now.
He opened his eyes in the dark. There was an unpleasant taste in his mouth, and his throat was dry. The ceiling was of dark colour. It seemed to him the sets of lights had been on not so long ago – in a different life. As he peered to the side, he saw more Read More …
What does it mean if I can’t get Goldsmiths College out of my head? I constantly see myself walking up New Cross Road towards the library with earphones in my ears, looking forward to whatever I’m going to put down on paper. After that, I will gain a sense of relief. I can’t tell if Read More …
Since I don’t have many favourite photographs, I’d like to choose one of the most memorable photos. This picture portrays my first day at school in Germany. My mother dressed me like a little sailor girl and braided my hair. Judging by my facial expression, you can tell that I was not happy. Going back Read More …
(extract from chapter 11) I’ve been running the six-mile route counterclockwise starting from the hospital – past Harlem Hill, the Jacky Kennedy reservoir and The Lake. Now I find myself at the Columbus Circle, which means I have left the runner’s loop. Completely out of focus, I look at my watch, which has stopped ticking Read More …
As a kid, I used to trap ladybugs in a glass jar. I don’t remember what else I did with them, except that I would look for more. The spring days from many years ago were filled with ladybugs. They would land on my hand or somewhere in front of me. When they landed, I Read More …
Pai is the first place where we stayed put; we’ve been here for 12 days. However, I benefitted the most from the stay, as we came here particularly for the Muay Thai training. Or I did. I signed up for a whole week, whereas L. did only two classes, two classes that were enough to Read More …
The blog post for August 12 that I named “Trench feet” never happened. I was rather blank in Saigon. In fact, I was going through many moments of doubt, and I’m sure L. did too. I can make people’s fun life hard sometimes, especially by not enjoying myself as they do. Knowing this, I tend Read More …
August 5, 2015 We just left Hoi An. We’ve had our sunniest time there so far. L. refers to the night bus as the worst part of Hoi An or the whole trip. That’s because those buses aren’t built for tall people. I’m listening to Tom Waits, who, to me, is the godfather of songwriting Read More …
July 31, 2015 Language barriers are tough, and I’m starting to lose my patience a little. You don’t always get served the right food even if you point at the dish’s name on the menu. At some point, we were hungry for western food and ordered pasta. I ordered pasta with seafood. Since there was Read More …
July 23, 2015 It’s a rather wet day in Sapa. Overall, we’ve been lucky with the weather. I like it best when it’s overcast. The air here is much cooler than in Hanoi. Not looking forward to going back to scooter city. First, we’ll be leaving for Ha Long Bay on the same day. The Read More …
