My Blue Heaven

Twenty old

1:34 pm Mon, 16th January 2006

Happy Belated Birthdee to mee. (For saturday.)

Scary to think how old I am now. Don’t even wanna think about it. Anyway, didn’t exactly have the best of birthdays as I came down with the worst cold the day before. Was fully bed-ridden on friday, but felt a bit better on sat, though still had a painful sore throat. Didn’t really do much – Kwai and myself did go out into central london in the evening and had dinner at a really nice (and equally expensive) modern french restaurant called Pied a Terre. Food was nice (we had the tasting menu – 10 courses!), but of course pricey, and service was alright (a bit forgetful – Kwai had arranged for them to bring out a birthday cake for me, which they completely forgot to do – not good for a michelin starred restaurant). And the clientelle were a bit snobby (apparently some old lady sitting at a table nearby commented on my wearing jeans – even though dress code was smart casual). But I still enjoyed the 3 odd hours we spent there. The bittersweet chocolate tart and petit fours were to-die-for. *drools*

Photos above were taken with my Sony Ericsson K750i phone. Not bad effort for a phone eh! (With only minimal photoshop tweaking – gotta love Auto Levels.. photoshop for the lazy person! Hehehe). More photos here.

On sunday we watched Memoirs of a Geisha. Which was long but pretty good. Quite a moving story. I just wish they didn’t use all chinese actors to play japanese characters! As good as Zhang Ziyi and Michelle Yeoh are, I’m sure there are plenty of talented and equally beautiful japanese actresses.

In other news, I’m gonna be coming back home for a holiday around mid – end March. For about 2 weeks. Will prob stop over in HK for a couple days too. So get ready to be booked into my frantic 2 weeks of catching up with as-many-people-as-possible!! 🙂

Current listening :: “High and Dry” – Radiohead

Two jumps in a week
I bet you think that’s pretty clever don’t you boy?
Flying on your motorcycle,
Watching all the ground beneath you drop
You’d kill yourself for recognition,
Kill yourself to never ever stop
You broke another mirror,
You’re turning into something you are not

Don’t leave me high
Don’t leave me dry
Don’t leave me high
Don’t leave me dry

Drying up in conversation,
You will be the one who cannot talk
All your insides fall to pieces,
You just sit there wishing you could still make love
They’re the ones who’ll hate you
When you think you’ve got the world all sussed out
They’re the ones who’ll spit at you,
You will be the one screaming out

Don’t leave me high
Don’t leave me dry
Don’t leave me high
Don’t leave me dry

It’s the best thing that you ever had,
The best thing that you ever, ever had
It’s the best thing that you ever had,
The best thing you ever had has gone away

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