I think you are right about the existential nature of ppl-we are in a perpetual state of becoming. But when they ask you the same question every week..........."when you going into NIe.........blah blah blah" and the answer is a mathematical certainty......you suspect either you are crazy or you are caught in a matrix.

I fear height yet I dream of flying.
I want to be free but I fear the self-destruction that follows.

Time destroys everything. Ppl forget everything you tell them in a day. We patronize each other. We are only interested in our monologues. They ask you the same questions like an answering machine. But sometimes, you entertain the answering machine out of sheer desparation.

Just went to Ipoh on the spur of moment. Check out the photos here.

Wandering up and down Orchard Rd alone made me feel like a tourist. Just watched "Lost in Translation" recently so can't blame myself from feeling his way. I figured I might just make myself into a backpacker and thus I hiked up Killiney Road, got a lotus pasts bun from Tanglin Pau. The lady boss said the vege buns were sold out and recommended me that one (cos she's a psychic and knew I don't do meat). Now I'm ready for a Heineken so I strolled further up and turned left into a dim alley to get to my mecca - Mitre Hotel . I didnt know that 150 year old artifact is opened to backpackers. I've always thought the floors would give way the moment u ascend the stairs. Lotsa backpackers at the bar. I've always felt like i ain't in Singapore everytime I chill (aghh wat a passe word) there. Take a look at the video hat comes with the URL above. Sometimes i wish i can stop digging the past and start moving forward.