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I am leaving tomorrow night. A long Pacific journey is ahead. This New Years will be tropical – the grand finale of an amazing, adventurous and slightly lonely year. 2009 was great and I know that 2010 will be even better. There will be more music, more friends; more time spent alone, another new beginning. The application to Edinburgh has been sent and now I am waiting. In the meantime, I am applying for an online journalism course at the London School of Journalism and let’s see where this may take me. So much is happening and it seems irrelevant at the same time. I guess it is.
I have so much to say and so little patience to write it down and post it. The temperature in mid December is ridiculous – 27 degrees – and I am lost. In time, in space, in translation.
I stopped thinking, I stopped missing people and places, I stopped the melancholy. As if it was yesterday when we greeted 2009.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all of you!
Hope to see your faces again in the summer!
(this post makes no sense)

Korean Karaoke

Good or bad, embarrassing or not, I lost my karaoke virginity last Friday. After 3 complete months in Asia it was unthinkable to continue resisting. The karaoke rules Asian night life. However, as with most things around here, my idea of karaoke bar was completely and unquestionably wrong. Instead of featuring an embarassment in front of a wasted unknown audience, the karaoke experience is private and much more fun that I thought it would be. Fist of all, you could never, by no means guess that this black door, more similar to a storage room door, in the middle of a completely random building downtown, leads to an ultra-modern club. Yeah, you need to know somebody, who knows that it does. Two smiling hot chicks take to your private karaoke lounge, equipped with state-of-the-art sound system and large plasma screenс. The song-list is endless – and no! – there are not only Chinese, Korean or Taiwanese –but also a generous collection of nice and not-so English songs. I never figured out how we got served 5 pitchers of ice-cold beer. As the night progressed, we rocked the lounge! I sang my first (and probably the last) song ... The Monkees ”I am a believer”. Give it up for the enthusiasts! We’re doing it again next year!

Not sure what are we singing here, but I am afraid it was something lame....

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