Christmas is approaching

To my Christian readers and friends, Merry Christmas. Nevermind what some people will think about me.

This year, Christmas is celebrated in the rain. It's raining heavily everday now. Either we will have a wet Christmas or a flooded Christmas.

If you are searching for the real meaning of Christmas, buried by intense commercialisation, read this. Listening to Duran Duran, sometimes I wonder what the hell I am doing. No doubt influenced by the Snark, I've taken 80's music into my heart.

I recommend listening to Wham's Last Christmas and Band Aid's Do They Know It's Christmas.

Mount Singghi

Looks like a lesung (mortar). Or even a dead volcano. It is located south of Mount Serapi (to the left of it if you view the mountain from Kuching).

Photographed from the top of Bukit Siol, where the North Kuching City Hall is.

Pictures, Pictures!

The Sarawak Museum.


Mount Serapi and the Matang range. Taken from Wisma Saberkas.


Kuching International Airpot.


Mount Santubong from the beach during low tide.


Mount Singghi. Looks like a dead volcano when viewed from Kuching.

3 a.m. I'm hungry. Time to find some food. Raiders of the Fridge, charge! *uleuleuleuleuleuleuleuleuleuleule*

Sad as a rat

Been thinking about my friends that I won't see anymore. I'm not a social man, rarely attending gatherings. They are spread out everywhere. Some are in Russia, other in the States. Even in Malaysia they are widely dispersed.

My butt is stuck to the computer chair. Trillian is not running. I'm trying to hide. Not from anyone, but from myself.

I need coffee.