30 Things You Don't Know About Moz: #4

Ah ... the irregular 30 Things You Don't Know About Moz posts is about to get a shot in the arm: an entry.

Look folks, please flood me with memes and tags because I'm really running low on ideas for new entries. The politics in this country hasn't been yielding anything really funny to write about. There aren't any big news I can make fun about. *Sigh*


Anyways ... in this new, irrelevant, and disinformative post about Moz, you're about to discover that Moz is an aromatheraphy fan ...

Yup, imagine scented candles and joss sticks burning fragrantly in Moz's room.


And on the subject of joss sticks, daisy commented about one of my pictures in the Green Monster post. Green Monster was me submitting my assignment to angeliuliu - I needed to post 6 mindless but color coordinated pictures to fulfill the assignment.

The first picture was a close up of my joss stick holder. daisy mentioned it was chan yang - that's cruel in cantonese for the unititiated.


Er ... it's a ceramic joss stick holder I got as a present from one of my friends who visited me and tumpanged in my apartment when I was working in Bangkok. It's really harmless ... I can assure daisy that no animals were harmed in the making of the joss stick holder.


See?

Oh, he's called Wibbit. And he's smiling too !!!

Green Monster

Angeliuliu gave me an assignment. Said she wanted to see more photos. *Next time, just ask me to bring laptop lah*

Her assignment is not easy ... it had to be color coordinated photo. And from the looks of it, there needed to be some color theme to it too. Anyways, since Moz has good vibes about Angeliuliu, he filtered thru piles and piles and sorted MB upo MB of photos in his quest to please Angeliuliu.

So, ok. Moz being a monster, is obviously a fan of the color GREEN. Yeah, green. How hard is it to make the color green stand out? Very.

So, I picked 5 green photos and 1 not so green, but extremely color coordinated photo for the viewing pleasure of angeliuliu and my 5, maybe 6 dedicated readers.

Enjoy.

My green joss stick holder.

Rice. The essense of life for most Asians.

Drops of water on a lotus leave.

See the ants? Scene from the Putrajaya Botanical Gardens.

Guardian watching over Bali rice terraces.

The not so green picture ... sandstone Buddha head rested on the roots of a bodhi tree in the compounds of Wat Mahathat in Ayuthaya, Thailand. The color just blends, no?

Suggestions, Anyone ??

La la la .. la la la la la ... la la la ... la la la la la ...


Suggestions, anyone? Fascinating as it seems, visited Hanoi a few times, but it was always about work. So, what's good in Hanoi?

What difference time makes

Yesterday, while waiting for my turn to be served at the KFC counter near my office, I overheard a little conversation behind me in the queue.

Two college girls and a college guy (I'm making an assumption they're from college based on their appearance, clothing and demenour) were debating which KFC meal deal they should get to maximize their $$$.

Was this the best deal for their $$$?
What if they mixed this meal with that?
What about the drinks?
How much would 1 piece of chicken come up to?
What if they didn't take any meals?
Or could they just get sky juice?

That conversation sounded familiar. About 10 years ago, me and my friends from college would have sounded EXACTLY like that.

Despite what people say about rich college kids and how the younger folks have more $$$, I realise there are many more who just get by with a modest budget. 10 years ago, KFC meal is for ocassions like when you finish your exams, when a friend is dropping out of college, on someone's birthday - you know, the special ocassions.

Today, if I choose to (and I don't) ... I can have KFC meals whenever I want to. What a difference 10 years make.

I'm thankful for all the hard knocks I have taken, and I'm thankful for all the lessons I had to learn. And I look forward to the knocks and the lessons that I will have to go through in the future. Mum always said that if as a baby, we were all afraid to fall when learning to walk, we'd all be a race of crawlers ...

Each one made me that much better, that much smarter, and that much more thankful for my life.

And that's what growing up is all about, isn't it?

One year ago, around this day, I was feeling really bad about myself, and about my life. Read the archives for 2005. You might see a much darker side to me sticking out from time to time.

No more. What difference time makes.