where thoughts materialise.

So we're into the sixth version of my blog after the last version hung around for a year or so.

Now, a bit of info on this image. This photo was taken one lovely spring afternoon, featuring the iconic Old Well from the UNC Chapel Hill campus. I would like to think of this image as a tribute to my time in UNC Chapel Hill, the awesome friends I made and the memories I now hold dear.

A milestone in my life indeed.

I've dropped the tagboard cos its useless and taking eons to load. But thanks to Angela who helped me set it up, I still do like and will miss the pink interface.

So yeah, it's the sixth one you fellas!

Yours.

27 April 2008

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Monday, November 28, 2005

On public bathrooms.

Seriously, I do not see how the modern day bathroom has helped improve our lives in any way at all.

Toilet papers these days, it is not even one-ply anymore is it? It is a sheer suggestion of what toilet paper used to be. A ghost-like roll now, it is so damn thin. And because it is so thin, and it is on this cheese-wheel sized roll - it is like a spare tyre roll of toilet paper - so the heaviness of the roll, with the thiness of the paper, trying to move it alone is just cumbersome. Please, if only I could just get more than one piece of toilet paper before it breaks off again.

And then they are making things easier that does not need to be made easier. Toilets that are flushing automatically now, seriously, it's like I'll decide when I'm done! Sometimes, they just go off randomly - I am just sitting there and way before I am done, they flush. How. Dare. You. And in the end, they do not go off when you want them to - you're standing up and you're just staring at the toilet bowl and nothing happens. Then perhaps, you will sit back down and fake it out again, or start waving your hands past the sensors, looking pretty much like a complete idiot.

Then you go wash your hands, and you have no control over that either. Evident from the new taps at the Central Library. You go to the sink, and it has to see your hands underneath first. And it decides how much water you need also, it gives you a certain portion - and you do not know how much you're going to get, so you look like a racoon under there, trying to get as much out of that limited time possible.
And then it decides it has given enough water but it is not, and you have to pull out and go pretend that new hands are going back in again.

And there is the automatic dryer. And all these automation are to avoid germs - and then after you're done in the toilet you walk to that disease-ridden door handle and open it up.

nimgnoy let the night fall at 1:59 AM

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