The rumours of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.

Holy shit! It has been AAAAGGGEESSSS since my last post.
I just haven't felt like I need to update because frankly, I can't be fucked. Tonight is the night that I dust the cobwebs that have accumulated in my blog.


Jed Jones. My man, I know wherever you are, you're doing well. I'm sorry I couldn't be there for your funeral. Some of my greatest and fondest memories, have included you buddy. I've had many first experiences with you, we've hung out since kindergarten. Brunei won't be the same without you, I can guarantee you that. Whenever I'm back in Brunei, I will make sure to honor your memory in my own way. There will always be an empty seat at my table outside of my house for you. We will all miss you, but never forget you.




"Prayin hard for better days, promise to hold on
Me and my dawgs ain't have a choice but to roll on
We found a family spot to kick it
Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
A spot where we can smoke in peace, and even though we G's
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
And in my mind's eye I see this place, the players go in fast
I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion"

Cause one day we'll all be together, sippin heavnly champagne
What angels saw, with golden wings in thug's mansion

- Thugz Mansion, Tupac.

Have fun up there my man.