I'm confused...there's this girl that I know...her name's X1 (names have been changed...no duh), and we used to be real good friends...and all of a sudden...she's stopped talking to me...and when I ask her what's going on...she just answers..."yea...good..." and that's the end of the conversation...asked her yesterady if it was bothering her and all she could reply with was "kinda...not really...I donno"...oh well...things have definately changed recently...and it's also a trend...everytime I'm about to go back to school...she normally blows up at me for no reason...nelittle excuse...and she'll just argue with me...or...like now...just totally ignore me...even if I haven't talked to her in a couple of days...it's just really strange...
In other news...I will die at the age of 69 on 21 July 2055 (less I be run over by a wayward toddler on a tricycle before hand...)
In other other news...MISSING: Friends who have been affected by fires in Canberra, ACT, Australia as of the weekend of last week...haven't heard from some members since Thursday...and last news was that their cars have been packed and they are ready to evacuate...no further news from them since...
ALSO MISSING: Old contacts...some of which have been over run by electronic spiders n their webs...
Blag.
Who Is The Black Chinaman?
- Nick
- Kuala Belait, Brunei
- Saving someone's life is like falling in love. The best drug in the world. For days, sometimes weeks afterwards, you walk the streets, making infinite whatever you see. Once, for a few weeks, I couldn't feel the earth - everything I touched became lighter. Horns played in my shoes. Flowers fell from my pockets. You wonder if you've become immortal, as if you've saved your own life as well. God has passed through you. Why deny it, that for a moment there - why deny that for a moment there, God was you? I realised that my training was useful in less than ten percent of the calls, and saving lives was rarer than that. After a while, I grew to understand that my role was less about saving lives than about bearing witness. I was a grief mop. It was enough that I simply turned up. Living and working back in Brunei, after a 14 year absence... Also known as: Brunei, NASA, Bruise-Eye, Bru, Cheesecake, Nick, BruNick, BruMedNick, Two Step etc etc etc
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