Thursday, February 22, 2007

I think this is the best candy ever. Everybody should try it.

I love White Rabbit sweets.

writing at 10:54 PM

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Saturday, February 17, 2007

Much as I look forward to Chinese New Year, a tiny part of me doesn't want it to arrive so soon. Because, for every beginning, there is an end. And I don't want it to end. Working life gets too routine, shuttling between work places everyday, catching a wink/bite on the move, only to repeat it again the next day. And the next. And the next, and the next. It's never ending.

Some excitement on an otherwise normal and boring morning - I picked up a $50 note in the bus today. I don't know why but my first instincts was to give it to the bus driver. This is an irreversible action, obviously, because I cannot possibly ask for it back. But throughout the entire journey, the more I thought about it, the more distressed I became because I didn't think handing the money to the bus driver was such a good idea anymore. I'm now convinced that he had, henceforth, pocketed the money. My friend said I'm stupid. ):

I've learnt my lesson, and the next time I pick up another $50, I know what I'll do.

(Keep it for myself, haha!)

writing at 1:47 AM

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Wednesday, February 07, 2007

This is a photo of my office, where I work every night.



Actually, working at the Night Safari is tough. Everyone expects perfection, nothing less. It is, after all, "The world's first night time zoo". Every move I make is scrutinized, there's hardly space to breathe. Sometimes, or most of the time, the people there go past the point of being unreasonable. I've never encountered such a large exhibition of ridiculousness. My friend said I can’t blame them, because given the long hours they spend with animals, they are inevitably influenced, one way or another. He made some sense, and so now I feel sorry for them. Them poor things.

Oh I'm handling the snakes now. Most people have the misconception that it‘s slimy and wet, but it‘s actually dry and smooth. It feels good to have them wrap around your neck, cool scales against warm-blooded neck. Even after I take them off, I feel their imprints. It’s like swimming for a long time, then coming out and feeling heavy when you walk on land after being buoyant in the water. I like it when they slither up you, sniffing you out with their tongue. It tickles. And do you know that boa constrictors give birth to baby snakes instead of laying eggs. Soooo cute.

This is a picture of Prince, a red-tailed boa constrictor.


I like being with animals. Animals are too simple to be hypocrites. Nor do they backstab you.

Humans are the greater evil.

writing at 10:32 AM

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