Ho ho ho.... kneugh.

Xmas day has come and gone.

So, what did St Nick gimme?

Well.... Tom got me a mini pool table.

Bracchi got me a car cleaning kit and talking Homer punch thingy.

Sister got me a procrastinator doodle book with a 'Chillin' t-shirt.

and..... some money from parents/aunt and uncle.

Xmas eve was spent with my mum, we watched Shrek 2 in cantonese.

Dad came back from his pub crawl, came in living room for a few seconds, then went upstairs. Later, I found the upstairs toilet floor + landing partially covered in his stomach lining.... :| :S
Me and mum weren't impressed. Our facial towels got a piece of the stomach lining action too...

He must've had a good evening out with the locals.:D

Xmas day came, and dad woke up without signs of an expected hangover, but he asked me to drive the family to Sisters house..... (oh yea, i forgot, we were going on a European Escapade, staying at hers overnight before getting onto the Eurostar at Waterloo International).

On the drive to Guildford, it snowed, and snowed, and snowed, and oh... it snowed some more. Didn't reach above 40mph. 20mph was too much for my car to go around some corners. When I reached the A30 dual carridgeway, I just put the car into 5th gear and let the idle engine torque take us to Exeter :) Good ol' diesel engines.

As soon as I reached A303, the snow was replaced by wet roads, so i stepped up the pace and got to my sisters in no time :)

The European Escapade - London Waterloo International -Eurostar-> Lille France -Coach-> Brussels (Chocolate, Waffles et mmmm....pis) -Coach-> Trier Hotel - Sleep -Coach-> Luxembourg -Coach-> Heidelbourg -Coach-> .....
I'll stop there, because more time was spent on a coach than sleeping in a hotel room or seeing much of the sights of Germany or Frances cities. Twas nice, but still sucked. 3 days and 2 nights of.... pap.

Was good to be back home. Slept well, after many hours drive, and a proper dinner cooked by parents. :P

Opened up the takeaway the following day, the customers missed us, so they flooded in with their orders and wotnot.
Why is it that chefs have really short fuses? dad just can't stop talking bollox.
He said something that really pissed me off, he accused me of lying over something quite trivial, and i f*cking had a go at him, and said i'll leave the house and go back to uni early if he didn't take it back. The kitchen atmosphere became heated. He just said that if i didn't mess up in the first place, the situation could've been avoided. Fucking prick.

Anyway, something really important has come up. As you must've heard on the news. Tsunami's in Asia have killed 115 thousand at the time of this post, and is still increasing.
When this news came to light, for those that suffered the wrath of the tsunami in Asia I personally see no purpose in looking to religion.

I'm 21 year old male that got very upset and honestly cried when I saw the graphical images of corpses lying on the streets on the news.

you're either dead,
or you lost one or more of your loved ones,
or you lost your livelihood.

Why would you believe in a god of your religion that inflicts this suffering upon you?

or is this a case that your God says,
"hey, sh*t happens",
or
"God just wants to create equilibrium on this earth, therefore he kills (and takes them to a peaceful place) because he is god",
or
"God can do as he sees fit, you don't question him" ?

This I believe is sure to change (probably even destroy) peoples views in their religion.

Over 115,000 people are dead, and it wasn't because of bombs being dropped, or people being shot or anything War related.

This was a Natural Disaster.

Those affected countries weren't developed enough to see this coming.

Some people will regard this as an Act of God..... my ass.


[END OF (Probably Unreasonable) RANT]

Note: Apologies to those who took offence.

My Sincere Condolences go out to those who have lost their friends, families, treasures and livelihoods.