It's true that sometimes when you try to remember someone, you only remember a particular incident. Usually, that is good enough for you to completely remember what they were like.

In this instance, it must have been 6-7 years ago. Kimy, JJ, Sandhya and Adam. We walked to and from school together. It must have looked like the strangest combination. JJ was huge for a 13 year old. I would never be able to get over that.

Sea gulls are white and fluffy but they're more like possums. They pick on our leftovers from lunch. We had a favourite game. It gets us through the walk from one end of the school field to the creek. We'd run, and try to land on a sea gull. Only JJ has ever landed on one. And he freaked out when he did, which was funny.

Things happen. RIP JJ.

There were troubles with these things that connects other stuff together. They never seem to be the most important. Like a key ingredient, or a vital organ, but without them nothing works. Cables, joints, and people around you who keeps you plugged in to the ground. There is a tendency to drift when you're alone, you end up at strange places. Sometimes, it is good- so you see a different picture. You could also lose it and end up living in an altered reality. I guess.

Although the adaptors hated me today, one even tried to kill me. I was assured it was nothing personal, and I'm glad for those around me who keeps me connected to the rest of the world.

it's real weird that the seeming happy times are impeding creativity, in terms of blogging. i don't have anything morbid to write about this time. life's so busy i don't have time to stop. just got to keep doing the things i need to do to keep things going. i'll explain when i see you.

life has been miserable while it only revolved around me. so i'm trying a change, for a change!

semester 1 is down, teaching is over. phew! and the kids didn't think i suck too much. in fact they came and said thanks. i can't begin to explain how much that meant to me. you'll have to imagine.

i graduated about a month back. this is a photo taken with the rest of the guys from the Copp group, with everyone looking really, quite normal. the scarlet robe is the doctorate graduate, Dr. Giddens. oh you'd see in the background, out the windows is the rest of the university.



this is taken with the hons crew. it has been a very interesting journey  through undergrad and then honours which zapped the lifestream out of us. we did better than the previous year - none of us actually spent the night at uni under the desks. who knows why we are back for more.




um. then i joined a walking exercise study, to motivate me to get some exercise in. they assigned me to the control group. and suddenly, i find myself a perfect reason to not exercise...

most things in the world are not in your control. you'd find things thrown at you. all sorts of things thrown at you! it induces all sorts of reactions. mostly unexampletory, mostly not repeated - always new. most days i just want to punch someone, that seems to be the same.

this is funny, we took the dog out for a drive at night. and dad thought he'd fill up my tyres for me because i am so hopeless at taking care of my car. he even bought me red wipers, my protest only went as far as, "WHAT?". i don't really care. ok, i found it funny that the dog found it amusing that one moment dad was standing up and next down, and up next while he went around the car to the tyres, then down again to fill the tyres.

on a more serious note, my sense of humour may not humour everyone. i'm overworked and underpaid, but i can tell you why. eventually, i hope to save the world. that is not the same as taking the place of Jesus as Saviour though.