Who Is The Black Chinaman?

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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

Sunday, 8 February 2004

Hmm...

Looks like this is how I'm going to be doing this from now on...weekly updates of what's going on in my life...

Trying to organise a blood drive at school...they ran out of blood in Singapore last week, so that was pretty interesting...I'm putting in a proposal to Management tomorrow, so more news by next week...

I'm talking to a girl called Candice (or Candy) and she's real cool...I'll talk about her later...

I'm being kicked off, absoloutely love this school...(sacarcism dripping)...

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