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Dear KuKuJian,

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What happened in the last couple of months really do not deserve just a single entry like this. Its not fair to u, not fair to the events that took place, not fair to the wonderful things that happened.

I am closing my chapter in Berlin. After my 3rd comeback to the city, started in November 2008, spanned throughout more than 2 years, time has really come to move on and continue my next chapter of life journey. And how excited I am – this excitement is at this particular moment overshadowed, sitting in this IC rail train to my new city, i have to say that my heart is feeling really heavy. Its snowing again for the 1st time since 2 weeks, covering the whole landscape with a thin playful layer of snow – the scene reminds me of the similar action of moving city while taking the train to Arlanda airport in Sweden slightly more than 1 year ago – and a similar feeling of excitement and anticipation blending with a heavy heart..

Started the year 2011 with some uncertainty, after spending some truly memorable Christmas days, was then left in the limbo for couple of weeks – sorting out the next steps. And when the shot came, it came so quick, could hardly absorb it, and still finding a way to digest it – feels like one of those great orgams.

In a blink, crazy plans were all popping up, without really realising, i was on that many flights (with truly valid reasons for my CO2 emissions), flew more than 15,000 km, drove more than 3,000 km, and offset my CO2 emissions by swimming in a pool for 0.824 km.. The only down side of all these crazyness is my time back home was slightly too short, and was 2 days short of spending the first few days of chinese new year with my family.

Many would agree that what defines a city is its history, culture, party scene, bla bla those kinda lame yet true for some extent reasons. I would remember Berlin as the crazy amount of human diversity and culture variety that the city attracts, labelling it as “poor and sexy” – seeing many cities, nothing will top Berlin in this aspect. Took a walk in the city centre by myself to feel its presence, absorb its essense, things that was just a few Ubahn stations away now feels like 600km ++ away.

I am always sticking to my theory of what defines a great city experience – the people. Being a “late blommer”, I’ve had the honour to meet some truly amazing people, some of which i believe will be long lasting relationship with many wonderful years to come. What are now friends rather colleagues, buddies from all continents, really not “boring” germans (just have to switch on their sense of humour, oh and btw sitting and just drinking beer is still under the boring category), all made such an impact not only my time in Berlin, but also further embracing my outlook towards being a boy having an aura of relating with other homosapiens walking on this planet.

I need to take a nap now, Berlin weekend syndrome is taking its toll on me. Guess days of going out till sunrise is something i might miss now. I will be back, Berlin..

For now,
Jian

Reading this article today of a Vegan that gave up her 3.5 years strict vegan diet, and revert to her consumption of meat. Reasons being primarily health and wellbeing, along with fitness and energy level. 3.5 years for her to realise this?! The longest i did on being meat free was for 4 days back in Uppsala days, primarily with the reason of this girl back then, mm.. there is always a motivation.

Before knowing the many truths of food, never had it really come across my mind on the choices when it comes to food. When i was an infant, i enjoyed drinking milk, whichever source it was.. I will ask Ma the next time on how i was behaving when she was breastfeeding me. When I grew up a little bit more, eating meat was something normal, we have our fair daily dosage of meat of at least one portion. Blessed with abundance of seafood, i developed a preference towards seafood over pourtry meat. Fishy crabby shrimps would be my selection over chicky pork most of the time.. The choice was always which kind of meat to choose – and noto whether to eat meat or no meat. That is for the growing teenager period of my life.

And then there was this decision of converting to butter rather than margarine, from reading articles of margarine being just 1 one molecule away from plastic as well as experimenting ourselves at home, of putting margarine out in the kitchen for 1 week and it still is edible with no chance of taste, just softened texture.

And then i grew up a little bit more (i still consider myself skinny with my guitar strings on both my body pretty much obvious), started working out a little, built some body mass. And i knew that i had to increase my meat consumption a bit further to compliment the hard work in the lifting and pushing the irons. It was obvious to me if i didnt eat right, the energy level is just not there, i dont have that energy and would feel weak. The feeling was clear and obvious, and i totally refused to consume those body building protein drinks no matter how much people in this genre were trying to convince me. Therefore, i have to scout for my protein source.

In spite of this, I would consider myself of never being one of those crazy meat eater. It puts me off seeing the dosage of meat people consume. Moderation is the key.

Moving to Sweden more than 3 years back, I got to know more about the truth about food, where it comes from, how it is produced and the direct and indirect relation it has towards our climate and environment. Then i would be more conscious when it comes to food selection, education and awareness does play its role. I will confess, so does the image of being conscious in this matter. I started purchasing Bio and ecological products whenever i could, not to the extreme but usually dairy products and vege and fruits. But the thing is, i still need my meat. Especially being a Malaysian trying to survive nasty winter weather, spice up the curry with some juicy tender breasts of chicken does give good satisfaction compared to a portion of beans.

How about substituting meat protein intake to soy? tofu? Man, how delicious these are. A simple piece of tofu, steamed or fried, nothing else, just the tender juicy splashes it creates with that bite, mmm.. There are many “ambassadors” or tofu and soy product, several that are my friends, one of them a vegan chef who is deep into his career of vegan cooking. Until i was reading articles on soy contributing to higher estrogen level and making kids gay. Don’t get me wrong, i have nothing against soy products, i grew to love them and still do, just it would never be the main component of my diet for sure.

There are also some thoughts that vegan substitute the lack of pure meat with lots of carbohydrates and fatty dairy products – cheesie carb stuffs that contributes to those extra pounds on body.

Unfortunately, i could never survive as a human without my moderate portion of meat. The awareness and education on meat, is true yet overrated. One can surely argue on its cruelty, the chemicals and hormones being injected in the animals. However, we need to consider our well being and take care of our libido, i would say, moderation and balance and keeping oneself healthy, being happy, and occasionally horny.

ps: the absence of KuKuJian.com was both due to a long blog malware issue, now being resolved, as well as the conflict of having too much to blog, and other life excitement priorities, which would be revealed eventually :)

Summer came to Berlin this weekend, and Austria came to home in the form of KL.

Seeing 3 austrians visitors that i was just visiting them in Graz 10 weeks ago..

Walking in the beautiful Graz city, cool and dry with appropriate wetness from the spree..

Chilling under the sun in a lovely park..

Eating one of the best tasting and a little bit unhealthy hamburger in a lovely lil’ street..

and now seeing the same bunch of them in my living room back home in KL.. and appearing in the screen of skype 9606 km away..

its just an amazing yet such a dragging feeling.. of wanting to be back home there with them..

Was such a pleasure in fixing a lil’ organising for a great time – least that i could do while being happily exposed to a fair share of sun here in Berlin – thanks loads to Pa, ma, Tat, mann, and some other buddies.. for giving our guests a nice time (from what i heard), though i have to say.. the amount of fun WILL be different if Jian was the guide ;)

happy moments that i will look forward to hear when we meet again.. and i am pretty sure there would be a nice smile across the window..

Dear KuKuJian,

Damn this is not fair, quite a lot happened and u were not informed. It would make me sound like a pussy if i start to lay my lame apologizes for, hmm.. let’s just say, putting my priorities somewhere else apart from u.. and since we havent really keep in touch for such a while, i am feeling a little shy to do this writting our “normal, conventional” way, lets keep it professional and decent.

these couple of months, felt like days when i think about it.. did a quick trip back to Uppsala, grab some stuffs, managed to meet only a couple of friends, learnt a lesson, to never ever do another 1 nighter when travelling back to a “home town”, never sufficient. Though those that managed to meet, gave an awesome time, especially more legendary when it comes to “paku pakis”

Malaysia then came for 2 weeks. It was the best homely feeling away from home – having the precious few days of physical presence with the 2 most important person in life.

Prague was just magnificent. No further porno description required.

Overlooking scenes day or night, with that sweet beerie breeze, just calms all the hormones down, pretty way down, in a very good way..

Farewell for Prague was hard, farewell to parents was though 27 times harder. And so i got really really hard..

Until Malaysia came to me again, and i got really soft with all the much swalloned lips business painted on the long stretch of Berlin wall.. Meeting old frens from home in a foreign land always have this special feeling. Catched up, caught up, and cleared it up..

And then to a little charming university city in Austria.. Graz has this heart looking liver that is actually their trademark exhibition hall. And i will proudly say that i had quite an intensed appreciation for the art in that exhibition that day. Nope, not any sexually related exhibition as u might be guessing, but it was an exhibition on creative ways to create and put together “furnitures” indoors.. Was really nice cathing up with a special Uppsala days fren now studying in Graz, and got introduced to Seppel the Schildkröte..

I shall end this chapter with an great night on my saturday. Never could i have imagine partying with a healthy bunch of seniors could be so much fun! Even more so that my level of German is so bloody limited. Well probably my body language towards the seniors works much better.

60 and going very strong. My very dear ex-housemate.

Great few months, summed up to u with not much justice, pretty unfair to u. Nevertheless, a great weekend just came to an end. Oh and dear diary, allow me to mention, it was spent with much pleasure with great people around me – not about quantity, but the intensity.. probably i would share with u next time around. As it is a little bit more on the personal side.

x
Jian

Chinese New Year and Valentines day, being the same day.. feels like a double hit of celebration this year.. double miss, it feels like.. Nevertheless, “the most important thing is.. being either Chinese New Year or Valentines Day, will be celebrated with love ones..” hmmmmm.. doesn’t really apply to everyone, everywhere..

And so i froze my nose, well.. more like cold burnt it.. But it was so damn worth it..

A very spontaneous decision, cost quite massively, being foolish not appreciating 2 years time in Sweden, rather waiting till moving to Berlin and only clutching back to sweden’s charm.. Also thanks to a very convincing “young man”..

And so we made ourselves superhumans by being almost naked in the -20s..

And withstand the freezing cold and pull out our penis to try draw-shoot our name but end up creating a pile of yellow mess..

Did the snow mobile of 80kmh over the frozen lake, the rush was just full of adrenaline, with a fair share of comfort when u were hugged warmly from behind :) Though guiltiness strike with the amount of petrol being burnt, the speed and snowy wilderness was just to overwhelming to feel too guilty.. will do my deeds by being bio vegan for 3 days..

And paying a visit to the ice hotel, made me NOT fantasying about sleeping and making out in this room for the night.. though if given the chance to sleep here.. will definitely wanna explore that option.. was glad that we had a warm cottage for ourselves.. and fun mushroom spreading pillow fight..

While being frozen all throughout in -30 degrees, eating outdoors just sounds stupid.. but the viking style of raindeer mixing with potato and lingon berries was something of what we call, an experience..

Though northern light aka aurora didn’t come by that night, the view was already virgin to my humble little eyes..

Just makes me wonder.. how lucky it is to even be there..

and how lucky it is to have such a bunch of wonderfully awesome buddies.. till we see each other again..