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Flames to dust, lov­ers to friends.

Look­ing back­wards through the win­dow of time, it’s always tempt­ing to focus just on the good times, and want­ing more of those. If someone offered you a life­time of good times and noth­ing else, who wouldn’t take that?

But life isn’t like that.

It’s like how you have to eat the lettuce along with the bacon bits in a Caesar salad. If you wanted to invent a new salad, com­posed just of bacon bits, that’s prob­ably a bad idea.

Yin and yang.

I’m not say­ing it’s bad to look through that win­dow, gaz­ing at close memor­ies, and peer­ing at those fur­ther away, hazy through the fog of time. It’s import­ant to hold onto those memor­ies, those exper­i­ences with trav­el­lers whose paths no longer cross yours – because without them, what is left?


Yes­ter­day, I packed up six years of memor­ies into two suit­cases and a few boxes, and drove them back to my par­ents’ house. We did the things that had to be done, had a farewell hug, and said good bye.

It’s funny to think that two suit­cases and a few boxes is the entire phys­ic­al mani­fest­a­tion of six years. But I leave with more than just that, and I hope you do too.

It will be tempt­ing to think, what if? But time con­tin­ues for­ward, as it always has and always will. This isn’t the time for regret; it is the time for us to grow, albeit apart.

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I’ve been work­ing with GPlates for eight weeks now, and in this time, I’ve added a new tool to meas­ure dis­tances on the sur­face of the earth.

Measuring distances in GPlates

Meas­ur­ing dis­tances in GPlates

Hardly earth-shat­ter­ing (excuse the pun), but its sim­pli­city belies some of the changes under the hood; it incor­por­ates the (new) abil­ity to render text on the globe, for example. It’s all checked into trunk and should appear in the next major release!

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Because

These words could almost have come straight from your mouth:

It’s all because
I waited for so long, you showed me you were the one
I gave you my heart, right from the very start so
Everytime you lied, I knew inside, get anoth­er chance
I was hurt­ing, I was broken
I stayed too long and so that’s why you didn’t think that I’d move on

It’s all because
I loved you, I held you, I believed you

You gave me just one thing, but tak­ing from the begin­ning
You left me a heartache, how much more could I take
With every alibi, that made me cry, I’d still gave you more
I should’ve giv­en up, when I had had enough
But I stayed too long, that’s why you didn’t think that I’d move on

It’s all because
I loved you, I held you, I believed you

What we once had, I’ve des­troyed. What was once between us, is now gone. I know I’ve let you down, dis­ap­poin­ted you, angered you, bey­ond what you should have had to take.

But I loved you.

Today, we have an “anonym­ous” guest com­ic strip:

I have two main prob­lems with clean­ing my room: get­ting dust up my nose so that I end up sneez­ing for the next three hours, and find­ing things from the past.

Extrac­ted from the Year 6 Year­book from all the way back in 1997:

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It really is quite reveal­ing when you read what you wrote back in Year 6. Some­how I wanted to be a law­yer and liked most sports. What was I think­ing?

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What I found most inter­est­ing were the sim­il­ar­it­ies. I think I must’ve copied Daniel because I didn’t know what to write.

Update: Daniel says that what he meant in his pro­file about being a doc­tor and not a G.P. is not that he wants to become a spe­cial­ist sur­geon, but to get a PhD. He’s well on his way there. And Anupam’s pro­file was rather sim­il­ar too — which sug­gests that the three of us wrote it togeth­er. Remem­ber, ADE4AID and Han­son, Daniel, or am I dig­ging too deep now?

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I am cur­rently stand­ing at Revesby sta­tion fum­ing over why CityRail can’t do any­thing to accom­mod­ate cus­tom­ers they screw over. My train just got can­celled and I will be late to a present­a­tion that I need to attend at work. My com­pletely reas­on­able request that the next express train that zooms past make an unsched­uled stop was denied because the next train arrives in just 9 minutes. Per­fectly sound reas­on­ing if it weren’t for the fact this means we arrive in the city 25 minutes later and office work­ers can’t get in before 9am.

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The metal­lic screeches of train wheels as a tin can enters the ever-pop­u­lar Air­port Line tun­nel. The smell of salt as you lean over the peel­ing rail­ings of a Sydney Ferry. A smat­ter­ing of the day’s rub­bish swirl­ing out­side closed shop-fronts early in the even­ing.

We enjoy the daily Sydney grind. We hope you do too.

http://​sydney​grind​.nointrigue​.com/

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Testing

Test­ing one two three

Some­how this failed to work in Opera Mini on my mobile…

ok will blog about hong kong now…

i don’t know wheth­er to blame Opera or Word­Press — because it used to work!

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Daniel some­how man­aged to come up with URINATE and URIC, and almost got URINAL while play­ing Liter­ati today :S

What is Yahoo try­ing to say?

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