click the rink.

http://photojojo.com/store/

best random, yet somewhat useless, camera gear/extras site EVER. i guarantee. buy buy buy.

the world is ending. seriously.

http://www.good.is/post/protesters-are-awesome-look-at-this-beautiful-photo-of-christians-protecting-praying-muslims-in-egypt/

FAITH.

comeback.

you know why I'm writing on this stupidly named blog again? Well there are a couple of reasons, but namely Matthew Kan's story. Damn, that was one good story. It possibly inspired this passion inside of me to reminisce, rant on about useless topics, like the old days ( ;D remember those good old rants about how expensive milk is these days) , until it becomes mundane and obviously over analysed to the point you want to say shut the f*ck up! I'm so cynical. Maybe I wish I could write blogs like those hipsters out there. Or maybe I'm just bored. B-0-r-e-d. Bored. Bored of early wake morning wake up alarms, high school, basketball, canteen food, maths homework, facebook. Etc. Argh, I wish I was better at writing.

yeah, if you're still reading by this point you must be as bored by life as me. Thanks. Wish we could talk later. BYE. (:D)

ooft

exploring

Walked out of the station and received a pamphlet with an ad for eagles boys pizza in vietnamese. NO ENGLISH ANYWHERE.

Cabramatta. And today the cambodian food I ate was great. Ate blood jelly & intestines in my noodle soup.. so many more peculiar things i find when i explore this suburb. And of course I'll always coming back for the endless alleyways Pho for 7.50 and pork rolls for 3.00.

Getting bored on the train..

12 stops and 45 minutes. Some people I met on the way.

they call him Mr Zumbo.

Strolling down the always serene Darling Street of Balmain on a pleasant, brisk Sunday morning I'm eager for one store to open. I purchase a steaming hot cappuccino from Bertoni, grab The Herald, and wait for the desserts to arrive in the same white van it arrives in everyday, as the pastries always arrive slightly later than opening time of 9AM. The store is tucked away, visible ever so slightly, but by midday it is very notable with its long queues constantly gathering and flowing. My first encounter with these deceptive pastries and macarons in 2007 was when it was a relatively quiet store only filled with locals or desperate foodies & food bloggers but now it is the major attraction of Balmain. Adriano Zumbo. Where would my Sunday mornings be without him?

10:23PM in Sydney, prayer has no time limit.

'I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.' - Galatians 2:20

All it takes to have eternal life in heaven is to have faith in Jesus Christ, who will wash you clean of your sins. That's it. Pray the verse, and in the name of Jesus, your life will be changed forever. Simple as that.

Macquarie Ice RInk.

I wish I learnt how to play ice hockey... Mighty Ducks put too many dreams in my head.