Ek is vanoggend weereens wakker geskud deur my bed wat heen en weer wieg (my matras is op die grond), en al waaraan ek kon dink is dat my wekker eers oor 16 minute sou afgaan en ek nog kon slaap. Ek is deesdae so gedesentiseer oor aardbewings dat ek nie eers meer vir die naaste deurkosyn hardloop nie, maar eerder wonder of mens toilet toe kan gaan terwyl daar ‘n aardbewing aan die gang is.

Die eerste keer toe ek Für Elise twee jaar gelede gehoor en moes hardloop om my vullissak betyds agter in die lorrie te kry was Chris v R by en hy skree toe, “Pasop, die sop, die sop!”. Dis as sy binnegoed begin draai en die sakke so platdruk om binne sy maag te kry. Ek dink nou elke keer aan Chris se woorde as ek die vullislorrie moet vang. En vanaand, wragtig, toe trek daai sop en tref die tannie langs my!

Dis provinsiale verkiesingstyd en die kandidate rally vir die vale (dit dryf my teen die mure uit). Elkeen het ‘n spesiale foto laat neem met een of ander handgebaar. Die ou lyk soos iemand wat die bul by die horings of die koei by die uier sal vat, maar die outjie in die oranje lyk of hy suurmelk gedrink het…

Saterdagmiddag in Ximending gesien…

Die groepie hierbo dra die nuutste styl wat binnekort opTaipei se hipste sypaadjies te sien gaan wees. Die styl word genoem “Tai Ke” en dit gee vir my baie hoop vir mense soos my biologie onderwyseres van st. 7. Ek het ook juis ‘n dilemma begin ontwikkel met ‘n klerekas wat bestaan uit meestal bruin klere en swart bykomstighede. ‘n Flater in die Weste, maar ‘n wenner hier!
Aangesien my ander blogverskaffer nou al vir meer as twee maande op die koffie is, en ek nie so lojaal aan hulle was nie, het ek besluit om my hier te kom vestig. Ek sal probeer om my ou postings van daar af te smokkel en hier te kry, maar ek is bevrees dat al my foto’s wat daarop was nou verlore is in die groot gat van niks.
4 episodes of Little Britain
1 movie (subtitled)
1 episode of Monty Python’s Flying Circus
1 trivia night (won)
1 movie
1 game of “Worms”
1 highschool reunion (absent)
1 cousin’s wedding (absent)
1 baby shower (absent)
1 typhoon
1 earthquake
haha!
on my way to work this morning I saw two guys on a scooter with an I. V. (Intravenous) bag on the steel pole standing on the scooter, inserted into the front guy’s hand which was on the handle bars….while driving!!!! really. and I was the only one laughing and shaking my head.

sjoooooeee! it has been ages since i have updated this old thing. i got a bit lazy by the end of the semester and then went to thailand and cambodia for a month. cambodia was heart moving, but thailand left me with mixed feelings. and foot coral reef fungi.
at the moment i’m trying to do as many extraordanary things as possible. i went to the MOCA (museum of contemporary art) in taipei on saturday. there was an exhibition of photography and video installations. for a place as inaesthetic as taiwan, i was quite surprised.
my friends had laser eye surgery done, and I checked in on them to keep them company and from watching too much TV.
i came home last night with an aching body, sore throat and drowsy head. at my home we only use fans, but i think i had been exposed to too many airconditioned buildings this weekend. therefore the consequinces.
(cough in background fading away)
last night we went to see swan lake, performed by the moscow city ballet. although it was beautiful beyond words, I couldn’t help but think how strange this art form is.
think of it…ballet: people on the tips of their toes, doing all sorts of things with their bodies the same way as others have done it for 200 years. and then the audience applauds. and the ballerina do a few moves for 30 seconds. music stops. the audience applauds. and the male ballet dancer makes a turn or two. music stops. audience applauds. they all dance. music doesn’t stop but the curtain comes down. end of the show.
huh???
ballet is not for sissies