bird of passage

She
Doesn’t always know
How much I see it’s in her eyes

She
Doesn’t always realize
How much it means to muse on her face

She
Doesn’t always know
How much she makes me crazy, in ways I never thought possible

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I have this stupid crush for this girl. She is the infatuation of my life now, dazed or not. She makes me go wild by her slightest gestures. I am in this excruciating agony just because of her. It's so disruptive. I know it's a disaster to even think of following this path.

Three songs keep playing in my mind; The Police's Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic, George Harrison's Got My Mind Set on You and Elton John's I Want Love.

I seriously need to get her out of my system.

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Apparantly this is who I am:



INTPs are logical, individualistic, reserved, and very curious individuals. They focus on ideas, theories and the explanation of how things work. They are especially adept at discussions and debate. They have the ability to focus intently on a subject. They appreciate and respect intelligence in others.

"INTPs are relatively easy-going and amenable to most anything until their principles are violated, about which they may become outspoken and inflexible. They prefer to return, however, to a reserved albeit benign ambiance, not wishing to make spectacles of themselves."
- INTP Profile (TypeLogic)

"The INTP is above all a thinker and his inner (private) world is a place governed by a strong sense of logical structure. Every experience is to be rigorously analysed, the task of the INTP's mind is to fit each encountered idea or experience into a larger structure defined by logic."
- An INTP Profile (intp.org)

"INTPs live in the world of theoretical possibilities. They see everything in terms of how it could be improved, or what it could be turned into. They live primarily inside their own minds, having the ability to analyze difficult problems, identify patterns, and come up with logical explanations. They seek clarity in everything, and are therefore driven to build knowledge. They are the "absent-minded professors", who highly value intelligence and the ability to apply logic to theories to find solutions."
- Portrait of an INTP (The Personality Page)

"likes solitude, not revealing, unemotional, rule breaker, avoidant, familiar with the darkside, skeptical, acts without consulting others"
- Jung Type Descriptions (INTP) (similarminds.com)

OK, that's scary!

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I have been having Grey's Anatomy kinda incidents for the past few days. Doctors have always been an off-limit area for me for no apparent reason. I never knew cute doctors existed especially in Malaysia.

Incident #1

My uncle fell off the stairs and started to have seizures. This is definitely not the best opening for such a post. So I had to become the hero and bring him to the hospital in an ambulance. It's my first time in a freaking ambulance and it's definitely not as dramatic as pictured in the idiot box. Anyway, as soon as we arrived, we headed straight to the trauma/resuscitation room. The nurses prepared everything and bang came this cute intern. I was speechless for like few seconds as whatever she said just went out the other way. She noticed that and started to blush a bit. Then I snapped out of it when the doctor came and asked bunch of things which I have no clue. I was thinking of my strategy, how to appear concerned at the same time maintaining some contact with her. I know, this is definitely not my proudest moment but what the heck, you never know when opportunity knocks. Anyway, nothing really happened because she had to attend other patients and the nurses kicked me out from the room. Maybe it was too obvious.

Incident #2

My bunnies have been infected with ear mites for some time and it was about time I bring in to my vet. Usually it's my gay Dr. Ismail who attends most of the time. But this time Dr. Ismail decided to take a long leave and left two cute doctors to be in charge. I hope that becomes permanent. As she was checking, she asked some questions of the bunnies' sex life. I don't know the relevance of the sex life and the ear mites but hey, I'm not the doctor. I made some remarks which I presume to be funny as she blushed and even gave me a gentle slap on the wrist. The bad news is the bunnies are badly infected. So I need to bring in for treatment every week. Wait a minute, that's good news! I hope Dr. Ismail extends his vacation, at least until the one month treatment is over. Having a pet has its reward.

The flight to Milan was a breathtaking one even though it was freaking 6am. The flight plan was to fly above the Alps. Man, at that time I felt like jumping off the plane.

We arrived at Bergamo not Milan since we were cheapskates. The good thing to be only few Non-European in the Immigration control was a bliss. We were out on a jiffy. We had to take a bus to Milan which took about another hour and a half. Our tour starts with discovering Milan from Piazza Duomo, where you can admire the Duomo, that is one of Milan’s most important symbols. I actually wanted to go to the Church of Santa Maria delle Grazie. The only problem was they are closed on Mondays. Not only that, almost all tourist sites are closed on Monday. Great planning from my side again. Haha.

After the Duomo, we headed to the splendid Galleria Vittorio Emanuele. The Galleria and its luxury Liberty-style furnishings in wrought iron, mahogany and mosaics hosts coffee-shops, high-end boutiques and McDonalds. Imagine this, Prada and McDonalds next to each other.

We continue walking past Piazza della Scala until Castello Sforzesco. There isn't much going on there though. The main thing about Milan was people watching. We just sat in all the piazzas and admiring the Italian beauties. Very stylish, it better be since it's the fashion capital. I heard even the police uniforms are supplied by Armani. I didn't have the guts to go and verify it.

After that I was contemplating to go to either Armani cafe or 10 Corso Como. At the end we decided to check out 10 Corso Como since its supposed to be more upper-class and chic. The path leading to it was definitely not chich but that place is way beyong reach. A freaking white t-shirt with their logo costs E$200. That is definitely upper-class. We then chilled at the cafe sipping grappa.

I really wanted to go Armani's and Prada's factory outlet and they too are freaking closed on Mondays. Damn!

The day in Milan photo album

Labels: italy, milan, vacation europe

After a good nights sleep, we woke up all fresh and dandy. Yeah right! The pub right next to the hotel kind of kept me awake for some times plus the jet lag.

After another morning of dreadful English breakfast, we headed down to Albert Docks to check out the Beatles Museum. The weather decided not to kind on us. It was a cold breeze day, and everytime the wind blows, we would just froze up for few seconds. The bright idea of walking to Albert Docks was not a great one. But we did get to see the depressing side of Liverpool, the abandoned buildings and stuff. On the other side, there were works going around since Liverpool was awarded to be the Cultural Capital of Europe for Year 2008. With this award, then town gets some money to built some stuff. I don't really understand what it actually means.

After finally arriving at the musuem, I was relieved at the touch of warm air. Bought our tickets and went through the whole place. The whole thing took almost an hour and a half with audio tour provided as part of the ticket charge. On the way out, grabbed some stuff from the gift shops. I went sort of crazy but we are not discussing this.

After that, we continued our walk to Mathew Street where it all started. The cold kinda numbed my senses and I was able to fully soak in the magnitude of the area into my brain. Then we headed back to the hotel and checked out to drive to Manchester(belch). My friend decided to drive us there even though we already had tickets to Liverpool and he came all the way from London. It was relatively a short ride like an hour or so. First stop was the wretched Old Trafford. My travelling mate and friend are both Man U fans and I had to force myself into the stadium. Its definitely bigger and better than Anfield but wait till Stanley Park is ready. We took the last guided tour,and my friend managed to slip in to the guide that we went to the match and I was a Liverpudlian. No frenzy mob attack happened. Only some banters! Then we headed to our hotel, went to have dinner at some place we remotely have clue as we just walked randomly towards some lights. We had to take the cab back as we had no idea where we were. But that whole surrounding area was cool and we had good pub food.

Then we headed back to the hotel. Time to sleep as we had to wake up at 3:30AM so that we can make it to our flight 6:00AM to Milan, Italy. Well Bergamo actually, we were cheapskates so had to take the budget airlines which landed in Bergamo which is like an hour and a half from Milan.

I pitied my friend who had to drive back to London all by himself and go to work the next morning.

Labels: liverpool manchester, uk, vacation europe