“I was thinking of buying an I ♥ Brunei shirt but I don’t love Brunei so I didn’t”, said the tourist who I first met aboard the hotel mini-bus on our way to see the Regatta competition. True. Wearing one would make you a lying endorser. I have been holed up here for almost three months now and though I have made friends and somehow unwillingly settled in the way of life, I still could not say “love”… because “love”
Category: Musings
I am going to go ahead and self-diagnose. This must be how homesickness feels like. In the midst of this stump I’m in and instead of wallowing in this so-called sadness, I have resolved to turn things around and put this into good, and hopefully, constructive use. I will start by saying that the guy who first said “Be careful what you wish for” was a genius. You see, I have always wanted to experience working outside my home country,
I will start this off by saying that I am in no way an expert in these things. A few people have teased me about having lots of resources because they see me going on trips frequently. The truth is, they probably have more finances than I have. I live on my office laptop (my personal laptop was broken and I haven’t gotten around to fixing it), I’m smarter than my phone (my phone is solely made for calling and