Paris. Approximately 2 weeks ago.

Disneyland Resort is truly the happiest place on earth.

There is little to none English here, except for where Mickey Mouse resides. Therefore, I suggest brushing up a little bit of French before visiting the City of Lights because a little goes a really really long way.

If you’re wondering, I do have more photos but they are privatized on Flickr (for now). Who in a right mind goes to Paris without taking dizzying amounts of digital snaps?

Apple Store, Regent St.

The plan was to go ice-skating tonight.
We didn’t want to wait for the 3 hour queue so we went on a 60m Ferris wheel instead.
We can do ice-skating another day.

Hello from Dubai International.

Greetings from Cardiff, Wales.

It’s been a good, cold and wet 3 days here.

Just a quick update.

My flight to London-Heathrow leaves tonight.
Then it’s Paris (specifically, the French Disneyland), right before Christmas and it’s back in London again just in time for Boxing Day. I am not too sure about New Year’s though.

I’ve never packed for an undetermined amount of time away from home before — I’m thinking, a month or so — so let’s hope I’ve packed enough. Frankly, I am more worried if I have enough juice (and backup juice) on all my electronics to last the entire Brunei-Dubai-London-Cardiff journey. Hahaha.

I’ll see you on the other side.
Keep an eye on Twitter and Flickr ofcourse.

And no, this is not me going on hiatus.

I feel like jabbing my eardrums with a sharp metal object every time some poor poor soul calls the local radio station asking for cheesy relationship advices.

Here’s one from yours truly that is worth writing down on your wrist (or on your forehead if you’re feeling adventurous): ‘it is not the end of the world, you ass.’

And yes, that new guy si Alai is currently dating is probably better than you. Much much more better. Which explains everything, you see?

Hahahahahahaha.

Until next entry, suck it up.

Later.

I wonder if it is possible to literally drown in your own mucus? A day ago, at this exact time, it does seem like a huge possibility.

It could be one of the worst flu I’ve had in years.
Let’s hope I don’t get those tubes blocked again.

Note to self: Try to listen to that voice in your head (formerly known as Peter) next time. That way, chances of dodging whatever is in store for you the very next minute increases exponentially. Haha.

Until next entry, I’m going to go and get this food fragment caught in-between my teeth out - it is bugging me for quite sometime now. And maybe think of next week’s check-list while I’m at it.

Later.

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You know something is off when you wake up in the middle of night with a blocked nose. In a desperate attempt to keep your newly washed bed sheets free from snot skid-marks, you reluctantly get out of bed to fetch a box of tissues which is just across the room. With eyes half-open, you stumble your way but manage to make a mini-stop by the computer. You take a moment to let those weary eyes adjust to the glaring computer screen in the dark room, fire up Safari and proceed to check your e-mails like reflex. Feeling accomplished, you then continue on your quest for those much-needed box of tissues. You blow your nose, a few squeaks and a good 360 tissue nostril turn, you make your way to bed and then continue sleeping like nothing has happened — all this in probably 30 seconds.

The funny thing is that, I’m not even expecting any important emails from anyone. Therefore, the need to check my inbox at such an ungodly hour is definitely not needed. Maybe it’s just second nature to check for new messages (Facebook mostly really) every time you past by a computer. I won’t be surprised if I start unknowingly send random emails in my sleep.

I am down with the flu, but that’s okay.
I also haven’t showered, yet, and it’s already 3.30PM, but that’s okay too. I think.