My brother just came home from Brunei. He's indeed very listless after his training trip and i heard they were not allowed to visit the towns due to SARS. So basically, Brunei was just a huge mass of trees and a campsite with no proper toilets to him. I think he felt homesick to the extent that he suffered from intermittent periods of pms which carried foward even though he's back at home.

I've just picked up a new interest --- Japanese anime! Think it's really cool except for parts where they fight but never ever seem to die. But just as well, their struggle to live and fight against evil were endless and that's what's inspiring. Maybe it's the childish dreams that lurks in my heart too. I had always yearned to be a superhero.

My dad hasn't been in the right mind nowadays. Maybe he has always been like that. Every half an hour he would imitate Michael Jackson and shouts " Woo HOO!" and kicks the air. Bearing in mind, his stomach was so big he couldn't lift his leg more than 85 degrees, which made him look totally spastic. sigh. Then he would go "Hail, Hitler!" in the middle of nowhere and would repeatedly mention the name "chemical Ali" as if it was a pity that he died.

sigh. do men go through menopause as well?

okie, off i go to watch Samurai X.