Always touched by great human achievements and an overzealous aunt.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005


Darling Harbour


Restaurant on a Ferry

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Spring Break

The one week break is here. Can't really say i deserve it though. Been quite busy this past week, with assignments that i should have started a little earlier...

Attended and took part in some Verge Art Festival performances last week. Some of the performances were really good and definitely more than qualified to take part in the Idol competitions. There were songs, instrumental pieces, hip hop and street dance. All of them wowed the crowd and i must say that i was more than impressed.

But anyone would be less than impressed at my feeble attempt to sing a Jay Chou song on stage. Luckily it was a day performance and there was hardly anyone there to watch. The lyrics just went missing from my head after the first verse, and i could only stand smiling sheepishly through most of the song. Nice shots were taken by Uncle Boon but he could barely burst out laughing at my sorry plight. Didn't matter much to me anyway. Hats off to those who could really sing.

Thursday is shopping night, but i was quite tired from working on those assignments so I headed back early for some rest. I'll make my way to ACC another night.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Moral Strength

The three hardest tasks in the world are neither physical feats nor intellectual achievements, but moral acts: to return love for hate, to include the excluded, and to say, "I was wrong."

- Sydney J. Harris

Sunday, September 11, 2005


Sydney - View from College Rooftop


Little House on the Prairie?


Farmer Davy


White Blossoms


Close-up


Outside Wentworth Building


Steamboat - Almost done...

September Weekend...Spring

Been an interesting weekend of sorts.

Friday - Night at the orchestra...it's a pity i didn't bring my camera again. There is this Verge Arts Festival going on and the Sydney University Symphony Orchestra had a special performace at the Quadrangle. It was quite magical cos it was kinda like right out of a scene from a Harry Potter movie. Anyway, they played compositions by some French guys back in the ninteenth century. Pretty cool. Would definitely lull me to sleep. Well, actually they did. A pair of cute sisters in the performance kept me awake though. lol..

Saturday - Philip's Birthday, EPL Upsets. We had steamboat for dinner. Bought raw seafood etc from the market earlier in the day and we got the stove ready in the evening. The barbecue sauce added spice to the occasion. Reminds me of those steamboat reunion dinners i had back home... Went down to Star City to catch the Manchester derby and saw the Arsenal game as well. Disappointing results for us. United couldn't hang on to the lead and City once again played spoilers. Arsenal didn't have Henry and just wasn't good enough on the day against a gusty Boro side.

Sunday - Soccer, Bjorn's place. Played soccer at Olympic Park with the guys again after a hiatus of a couple of weeks. Nice to get a good run out. It was more or less a five a side game. Not really flowing soccer but we have our good touches and passes here and there. Brilliant how the game is played, always with great spirit and camaraderie. And the pitch is not bad too... Went straight to a discussion meeting at Bjorn's place right after soccer. Indeed worthwhile, cos there were many meaningful ideas and views thrown around that set all of us thinking. The gakkai culture here IS very different. I am still more comfortable with speaking when i am called upon. Anyway, there is really a great bunch of people here that i've made friends with. It wouldn't be right not sharing as much as i should be with them.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005


Image Saturated


Sharpened Image


Bed of Purple and White


Migrant friend


Spring Blossoms


Spring Blossoms


Reflections

Lilting Sentiments

I’m running for the office of love
My heart is in the ring
I’m bad at making speeches
So I guess I’ll have to sing
A tune of moons and flowers
And things that go with Spring.

- Ishmael Reed