The year two thousand and nine anno domini.

Hello, blogosphere, and guess what?

It's New Year's Eve.

Yeah, as if nobody's said a word about it all day.

Actually, to be honest with you guys, I feel kinda hyped about the new year. We survived an entire decade after Y2K, man. Now that's cool.

I think my brain just registered the fact that it was 2009 a few weeks ago, so I'm a tad reluctant to let that go. Heck, I feel more mentally prepared for 2010 than I did for 2009.

The new year is just another day, just another repeat of the sunrise-sunset that's been going on for thousands and thousands of years. Things still go on. People are still dying of thirst and starvation and simple, curable diseases they couldn't afford to buy a cure for and many of us are still selfish assholes. We're still at war all the time and argue with each other for highly ridiculous reasons, and global warming is still there.

People use it as an excuse for a "new start", and make "resolutions" of which half aren't kept well (if we really wanted to improve ourselves, we wouldn't wait for a new year, unless of course you happen to come up with something on the day itself without knowing it was New Year's).

So what's so great about it?

I'll tell you what's so great about it.

I find it quite amazing that we've managed to survive yet another three hundred and sixty-five days on Earth without somehow blowing it up or putting an end to the human race (and hence prove the Mayans wrong with their "2012" theory).

We look forward the New Year because for the optimistic among us, it brings hope that with the next three hundred and sixty-five days cycle, we will strive t0 bring us forward, towards advancement, towards improving ourselves for the better, towards becoming less selfish and asshole-ish each and every day.

Like that's going to happen, but the hope is still there, no matter what tries to convince me otherwise.

So despite knowing it could be a crappy year, we like to greet each other as the year ends and a new one starts, just to keep the hope alive.

My New Year's message is like so:

Have an extremely awesome 2010 ahead of you,

and make sure others do to.

Oh, and if people ask,

it's because I said so.

=D

P.S. The second line was a joke, by the way.

Let's have all the fun we can

before 2012 comes.

...Just kidding.

Ah, it feels good to be able to live to see the future.

See you next year, good people.

Racist chickens.

Hello, blogosphere. Long time no see. How are you, man?

Yeah, okay, I'll admit, five days has been too long.

And no, I haven't died or gone to a cave to hide from the onset of the end of the world when 2010 comes (just in case the Mayans miscalculated or something. Not that I don't have confidence in the Mayans though).

Been spending my nights watching House and not being on the internet, save to sound the horn.

I'm totally cool with 2010 coming, actually. I think this year was pretty well spent, so I'm kinda looking forward to see what 2010 will bring and how awesome it'll be compared to this year.

We probably won't realise it, but in (what will seem to us as) a short while I'll be typing out a post talking about 2011 and how we should all start hoping the Mayans screwed up their calculations, because if not, 2011 will be our penultimate year on earth.

Chances are I'll be using tomorrow's post for a typical recap of 2009. Who knows.

Watched 'Alvin and the Chipmunks 2' yesterday. Theodore is adorable.

I prefer blogging when school reopens, 'cause there are more things to talk about then. Speaking of which, I've got three days to Singapore and five till school starts.

Oh my chicken.

But I'm cool, I'm cool.

Adieu for now.

P.S. I put 'racist chickens' as my post title 'cause it's been one of those phrases lingering at the back of my mind for a few days now. Then I went to catch up with RWJ on Youtube and saw "Racist Chicken!! o.0". Interesting. Racist chickens seem to be all the rage nowadays.

So Christmas-y.

Since I love Christmas carols, here's a quick video of an exceedingly simple version of 'Silent Night' recorded with equipment not up to par because I don't really have anything interesting to write about today and I'm using it as a filler.

Merry Christmas, everybuddeh.

P.S. Oh, and I managed to get that trap I wanted. Thank you, Santa and SB.

Pink taxis.

Yeahp, photos today.

First up is this weird ram/prostrating person with funky ears thing made of towels in the hotel bathroom.

Then there are the elephants. You can like, buy bananas for some thirty baht to feed 'em. Was telling my dad that we could smuggle in our own bananas in some bag like Mary Poppin's (God knows where you can buy those) 'cause it's cheaper that way.

Listen up, kids. Big elephant:

Baby elephant:

You see the difference? So adorable. Just makes you want to keep one for yourself, then you realise how much dung they produce, and how many kilos of bananas you're going to have to buy till your bankruptcy (which is two hundred kilos a day according to the guy leading the elephant we rode on, not including the amount of grass and other things elephants consume in astoundingly large amounts).

Oh, and the pink taxis. Now I can totally prove to you that I wasn't joking around when I mentioned pink taxis.

Overexposed photo though. Doesn't matter, it's a cellphone pic.

Hey, with this, I've written as many posts as I did last year. Somebody congratulate me.

Adieu.

Peanuts.

Going to post pictures perhaps tomorrow, because I have photos of extremely adorable baby elephants and pink taxis.

Can't do it today because I wasn't bothered with charging my phone while I was there so it kinda died. Nobody calls me anyway, so it doesn't really matter.

So, Bangkok.

Pretty satisfied with the trip, 'cause I got fake band t-shirts (MCR, Green Day and Linkin Park). There were like, loads more but I didn't have the time to browse through 'em all.

Since it was Thailand, we just had to go on tour, so we rode elephants and stuff and went on boat rides to the floating market. Bought this really cool wooden crocodile thing. I absolutely love it.

I don't get how elephants can be so big and so cute at the same time. Previously I didn't think it was possible.

It's fun to bargain in Bangkok. "How much?" "Two hunled seventy Baht." "Can lower?" "I give you one hunled fifty Baht. Good price, good price, I give you." Freaking awesome, man.

Was going to buy 'This Is It' but I didn't, 'cause of this conversation: "Can test?" "No, no testing, but this good quality. Veli good quality, really." "Um that's okay. Never mind. Thanks."

And the people. The people are so polite. They go "sawadee ka" all the time, and thank you constantly. I like it there.

One thing that kinda sucked was that you had to pay extra for internet access, and that meant no MouseHunt. Bad timing. Now I don't think I can get that trap 'cause I wasn't around to collect the gifts. Sucky. Big time.

Christmas is in an hour. I don't celebrate Christmas, though I love Christmas carols. (They played 'em a lot in Bangkok, to satisfy the tourists. Why else would a Buddhist country make such a huge hoo-ha over a Christian event?)

Okay, going to go now.

Night.

P.S. Happy now, MJ?

P.P.S. Why do the complimentary peanuts served during aeroplane flights taste so good?

Delayed flight.

Rightly dated 20-12-2009.

Hello, blogosphere.

And yes, I am currently in Bangkok, in a hotel room, sitting on a chair at my laptop on a table typing this out.

I figured that since I've nothing better to do than to admire the scenery and the awesome interior design of my hotel room (both of which I have already done, though the scenery isn't quite as nice as the room itself), I will now proceed (or have proceeded) to type out this blog post (though you might read it several days late).

I can't access the internet right now to publish this 'cause you have to pay and I'm not that desperate. Yet. (I'm thinking I might give in in a day or two, 'cause I'm an internet addict). Therefore I will post this when I finally obtain internet access (if you can read this, it obviously means I have).

My brother is sleeping away 'cause travel tires out little children and it's probably way past his bedtime.

My mum is expressing her distaste at me doing Michael Jackson's impersonations (albeit rather failed) on the super smooth flooring of our hotel room. But hey, I've had MJ songs stuck in my head since before noon today.

My dad is flipping through TV channels because he too has nothing better to do.

Was reading LotR and watching Glee with my mum in the plane on my laptop. Not at the same time, of course. (I'm up to the part where Boromir acts like a total ass by looking down on Aragorn in front of Elrond and all the other important people, in case you wanted to know.)

I have no idea what we're going to do tomorrow. But I'm completely okay with that.

As long as we get to have fun, right? ...Right?

Anyway, gotta go off now. I feel kind of ridiculous typing all this out if people aren't going to read this anytime sooner.

Arrivederci.


P.S. Oh my gee, I just realised that if I don't get internet access, my MouseHunting will die and that would suck. Badly.

All that is gold does not glitter.

Watching 'Glee' now.

I like it.

Going to Bangkok tomorrow. (Obviously for vacation. Anything you see on Facebook about me getting a sex change is a joke. I'm totally cool with not being a guy or something along those lines.)

Went out to watch 'Avatar' this afternoon. It was pretty awesome. And hella epic. 'Cept for the fact that it was pretty long, and you couldn't pause it to go to the toilet 'cause it was at the theatre and all.

Now I feel like I want one of those dinosaur/dragon things they ride. And a tail. Goodness, the things you could do with a tail.

How come we don't have tails? That's no fun, man. I mean, monkeys have tails and they sure have a lot of fun hanging around on those.

Should I or should I not bring my laptop to Thailand with me? I don't want to, but I want to MouseHunt, but then I could just use my iPod, but then I'd need to charge it, which means I need to bring my laptop, which means if I don't I won't be able to MouseHunt for long, depending on whether or not the place I'm going to has wifi or not.

Bleh, so indecisive.

Okay, short post for tonight, 'cause I gotta wake up early tomorrow to visit my uncle (who had the heart bypass).

Adieu, fair people.

All that is gold does not glitter,

Not all those who wander are lost;

The old that is strong does not wither,

Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,

A light from the shadows shall spring,

Renewed shall be blade that was broken,

The crownless again shall be king.

Aragorn FTW.

P.S. Can you believe I typed that out identical to the one in the book without having to refer? I can't.