change is the only constant. how frightfully true, i must've heard it a million times but yet it still stuns me. and here i am trying to cling on to the vestiges of the past. how i wish i could have to attitude of those yorkshire folks, "Aye, well these things happen."

sometimes i envy my hamsters, nothing in the world to care about except the next sunflower seed. and sleep. and the need to make tonnes of little hamsters. bless their little souls.

i can't believe brunei trip is today, despite SOMEONE grinding it in, well enjoy your wide open spaces and many many trees oh and throw in a couple of mozzies hahahaha. oops.