Moral Dilemma for the Homeless

I've been toying with this idea in my head for a while now. It's about being charitable to a homeless person. You see, everyday when I go to work, I see a bunch of homeless people begging for money. So I start to wonder what they would do if they were presented with the following situations:

Scenario 1.
Imagine a mother and a child begging for money. (it has to be a female and a child cuz that's who i saw when i thought about this situation) What do you think they would do if I offer them one night accommodation in a hotel where they can eat anything they want, and do whatever they want regarding the hotel facilities and services?

Scenario 2.
Imagine a homeless dude. He's not handicapped, he's just homeless. What do you think he would do if I gave him my wallet? Not an empty wallet of course. Would he

• take all the money and hand me back the wallet?
• take some of the money and hand me back the wallet?
• take everything and run?
• return the wallet without taking anything?
  

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For scenario 1, I predict that they wouldn't accept my offer cuz... well... you never know right? I mean they could think that I'm gonna hurt them by luring them into the hotel first, right?

For scenario 2, I guess it depends on the person. Some people might take everything and run. Or some people might be overwhelm with the generosity and only take some money or none at all.

But even so, when someone offered something to you so blatantly, is there still some doubt that it was a trick? That it's a scam to harm you afterwards? hmmm...

Temperature Dropping

HEY.. so the temperature in bangkok dropped by about 0.5 celcius this morning~
i walked out of the house and i can feel the drop in the temperature!!! amazing isn't it??? when you live in a hot country for a while your skin can detect the slightest drop in temperature.

anyway, i'll be off on my vacation to Aussieland this monday. i'm not really excited... yet. i will be, when it's time to fly.

hmmm... i was thinkin... now that the temperature started to drop in Thailand, i'm off on a vacation in Aussieland, where the temperature starts to rise... hmmm... this is sad. what if i came back and Thailand's hot again. that means i missed Thailand's "winter". yes ppl.... Thailand's "winter" is that short~

Sending My Love with Tiramisu

I just found something interesting... lookit~

Tiramisu is an Italian dessert typically made from Lady fingers, espresso coffee, mascarpone cheese, eggs, cream, sugar, marsalawine, cocoa and rum. The name tiramisù means "pick-me-up" (metaphorically --> Cheer me up), referring to the two caffeine-containing ingredients, espresso and cocoa.

There is some debate regarding the history of tiramisu. Some believe it was first created during the First World War. Women in northern Italy made these desserts for their men to take with them as they were being sent off to war, presumably to remind them of their love together, as the bitter-sweet taste of the dessert alludes to the perplexing feeling of love itself. (didnt know that... the bitter-sweet feeling of love... i like~) Or more practically, they might have believed the high caffeine and energy content of these desserts give their men more energy to fight (luckily they didn't use their energy on something else...HAHA.. you know... lotsa guys living together 24/7...HAHAHA) and help bring them home safely.

Another story regarding tiramisu dates back even further. It is said that during the Renaissance periods, Venetian women made these to be shared with their men during the late hours because they believed it would give them the energy to make more vigorous love later. (wow~ tiramisu as aphodisiac... opens up a whole other world huh?) A different take on this story is that Venetian prostitutes, living above cafés, would order this as a late night pick-me-up. (erm.... ... ok.)

Well... i thought the information above was interesting. I guess there's more to it than a delicious piece of cake.

So... people in Thailand, if you wanna get your hands on some tiramisu *wink*wink*, try Mango Tango at Siam Square. I don't know if it's good but their other cakes are good so i'm assuming that the tiramisu would be too. Another place you can try is Basilico, an italian restaurant on Sukhumvit road. Enjoy~

(thanks to wikipedia.org for enlightening me and making me realise that tiramisu is NOT a japanese dessert...)

SHATIN COLLEGE: memories from yesteryear ~

3 days ago i was looking through my high school year book and today i just spent about an hour on the net looking at photos of people i went to high school with. it brought back so many memories.

it was kind of surreal when i thought back and remembered that i was the only Thai girl in the school (except after the year my brother entered). i remember one time during assembly, i think it was the end of year assemble or something, but the principle was saying out all the nationalities that existed within the fences of Shatin College. when it came to 'Thailand' he said 'One'. -_- all eyes were on me!!! (well ... not all.. but all eyes that belong to those who knows me... haha)

it was weird seeing all those people i used to attend classes with. it's been so long. i missed all my Drake house class members. i miss lilian, who forever pushed me to study hard for mandarin class. i miss tessa with her hyperactive and sporty energy. i miss winifred with her bohemian ideology. i miss louise and her bounciness. i miss pip, the first girl who befriended me on my first day of class. i miss boorer, my MTV buddy. hur~

i lose touch with lots of people i want to stay in touch with. sad.

oh oh, i almost forgot. my memories of high school would not be complete without the mention of my biggest crush. i dont wanna say his name cuz i'm still shy about it.. haha. but my high school friends will know...haha. one of the most nerve wrecking incident in my life concerns this guy. it was christmas, and i gave him an angel card with a detachable heart. i wanted to give him the heart but i was really shy and i made up some lame excuse that the angel looks stupid without the heart *blush*blush*

ok... i gotta go... my cheeks are burning...

i am free to live in a box

so... are we really free to do whatever we want?

i was lying in bed last night thinking that the notion of being free is so ironic. you know how parents always tell you that you are free to do whatever you want once you graduate? that's not true~ i'm not talking about the freedom of choice, i'm talking about the constraints that still restricts us after we received our promised 'freedom'.

ok- so you're free to work in whatever company, eat whatever food, and pierce whatever body parts, but we're still restricted by one determining factor that makes all the difference... MONEY!!!!!

i used to believe that once i graduate, i'll be able to work for my own salary and do whatever i want with that money. but in reality, half of my salary goes to rent, the other bits and pieces goes to daily expenses. i haven't put any money in my savings account for almost half a year now.

is freedom associated with the amount of money you have? if that is so, do i have to live in a box and only drink tap water to be free?

resurfacing of the sensitive side

i think i'm WAY too sensitive. recently anyway. i just called the Australian embassy to check if my passport have been approved for a tourist visa yet, and the first time i called they said the passport haven't arrived yet. so i called my mom and told her and she told me to call again later, just in case. so i did. and it was another dude who picked up the phone. so i asked and while he was checking on his computer, i covered my mouthpiece and whispered to my friend saying that the first girl who answered my phone sits right next to this guy. and i think he heard it. cuz his tone of voice changed when he started talking on the phone again. and then... i started feeling bad that he sounded rude to me. ?_? dammit what is wrong with me?

i think the sensitivity resurfaced itself since last weekend when i had a little argument with my brother. we dont usually argue. or most the time it's not harsh argument that we can just suppress it when left alone for a while. but this time it's more than that. it's probably all the suppressed anger steaming up. or a big misunderstanding gone wrong, making the situation worse than it originally was. but anyway, that argument made me regret everything that i've done in the past that i thought was good for him. i guess i didnt stop to think about what he really wants instead of what i thought was good for him. so i felt bad that i let him down and let my parents down as well, for not able to make my brother happy.

so.. with the thought that i've disappointed my parents and my brother still lingering around in the air, and with this dude being rude to me, i've become overly sensitive about everything. which is definitely bad for my psychological health.