fredag 29 januari 2010

pampered

so after some hours of cleaning i decided to go to Tribal Remedy. For a long time i've been curious on trying out the fish-spa. So today i did and that was freakin weird! haha. I paid some fish to eat on my feet and legs, which sort of make me fish food... I had some minutes of tickling and then i went in for my facial treatment with detox and had myself a foot massage at the same time. I was totally out and slept about two hours at the place, they told me i should come more often since i seem tired. haha, mmmm.

this is how the fish-spa looks like, can't really take pictures of having facial since you are wearing a mask with your eyes covered and lying down...





hi, i'm j and i'm tired


they are so scary and many. and it tickles like mad.

torsdag 28 januari 2010

Falafel

it's things like this that makes me miss sweden a lot. :D

http://falafelmastaren.piczo.com/?g=1&cr=4

onsdag 27 januari 2010

Q's

Questions randomly asked by local people...

- swedish girls, blonde girls...eeeh, hehe, i so shy... hee hee, are they blonde you know, down there also?

- so when do you go back to switzerland?

- so when do you go back to new zealand?

- are you married?

- is it your real eyes?

- is your tattoo real?

- how much you pay for your tattoo?

- can we be sisters?

- can you take the spicy food?

- can you take the hot weather?

- do you know dadde? (very rare question asked mostly by people from indonesia or the mainland who are into the punk scene after i tell them i'm from stockholm)

tisdag 26 januari 2010

in the neighborhood

Just came in from a short walk i had through main bazaar and up to my streets again. Stopped for an ice tea at Black Bean and then headed for lunch at one of my favorites. Had some curry with nasi and aww, when the plate came out it was so nicely decorated with all kinds of veggies and fruit. So sweet (usually you get a plate of rice and a bowl with curry). Even the table with the gang of men (they sit there every day and night) took themselves a look at my plate. I really enjoy the cook at the place, he really enjoys making the food and even if sold out already he make something for me. And of course i know he's looking forward to the day i will send my customers to his place, i know, ho ho ho, so he's kind to me. But they are sweet and they don't try be my friend, ask for my number or ask to be my sister. hehe. They are just happy with me coming there for food once in a while. i enjoy my neighborhood, it's the best in kuching. And to enjoy life here, you just have to have this line you have to make sure people won't cross. People have crossed mine many times and maybe it will happen again, but i like the way it is right now and my neighborhood is the place to be.

Name Fail

Fu Ling

As Tan

How Say

måndag 25 januari 2010

Good morning

i guess everything depends on the way of looking at it. For an example my morning.

not so good,
- i got washing liquid in my eye and now some weird yellowish shit is coming out from it
- i got attacked by mosquitos
- i didnt get any sleep
- todays ex-change currency sucks

quite good,
- coffee and cigarettes
- i have mosquito spray
- sun
- swedish radio
- i had more money than i thought in my pocket

soy milk


i like the fact that it is possible to buy soy milk on can and bottle here. Susu Soya, thumbs up! :D

lördag 23 januari 2010

The beautiful orangutan

Orangutan, the man of the forest.... Orangutans can only be found in Borneo and Sumatra these days, fossils have been found in Java, thai-malay penisula, vietnam and china. This reddish-brown haired ape is a beauty and an intelligent being, i still remember the first time i saw one in 2007, i cried and decided i never want to go back home to sweden again. hehe. But the orangutan is endangered as many of the other unique species (both plants and animals) only found in Borneo. In early 2004 about 100 individuals of Bornean origin orangutans were confiscated in Thailand and 50 of them were returned to Kalimantan in 2006. Several hundred Bornean orangutan orphans who were confiscated by local authorities have been entrusted to different orphanages in both Malaysia and Indonesia. They are in the process of being rehabilitated into the wild. But the biggest problem would be the palm-oil industry...

Heres a few videos of these beautiful beings, heartbreaking reality and some volunteer info.





Traditional Tattoos

So one of my wishes since i first came down to Borneo was seeing authentic native Iban tribe tattoos, on the old people from the longhouses who was in the era of head-hunting and got their tattoos from that. I have especially been interested in seeing the tattoos the women of the longhouses got. And as i was sitting down having my laksa today i almost choke. I saw this old person with the underarms tattooed (traditionally also the most common place for the women to place the tattoo). The hair was long and it looked like a old woman with tattoos, my wish had become true, but i wasn't too sure so i quickly finished my meal and started my graceful not too obvious sneaking hunt. I got a closer look at the motif, it wasn't a motif a woman should have traditionally but it was an iban one, so it made me slightly suspicious and i had a look at the face, it was a man. Wah wah. Fail! Haha, well at least i got 10 minutes of excitement today.

"The practice of tattooing was a sacred activity that connected the people to the spiritual world. Tattooing was also linked to the men's success in headhunting and the coming of age amongst the womenfolk. Aside from symbolizing their social status, tattoos also enhanced the women's beauty. It is believed that the darker the color of the tattoo, the more beautiful the tattoo and the bearer is. Women were also tattooed as proof of their accomplishments in weaving, dancing or singing. Aside from these, the Ibans also bore tattoos for protective purposes as it is said to help ward off harm and disease." (the text is copied from www.borneoheadhunter.com )


a Penan. stretching the ears are more
common among the Orang Ulu (pictures
from the Sarawak Museum's decorative
art section)




Different tattoo designs are produced and certain types are considered appropriate for certain parts of the body. For instance, the circular design is for the shoulder, chest or the outer side of the wrist while a more elaborate and often larger design such as a dog, scorpion or dragon, is reserved for the inner and outer surface of the thigh. Among the Iban, one distinctive design is meant for the man’s throat (a "katak" frog). The reason for tattoing is many and obscure. In the past, when a man’s hand was tattooed, it meant particularly brave in war or that he had taken some heads.

There are also some documentaries been made here about just the traditional tattoos. One of them is now up on youtube if interested. It's called the vanishing tattoo
i put up the first part here below for you. :)

Now Bindi seriously got some work to do... Painting... So later folks!

fredag 22 januari 2010

For a year



This record has been on and off so many times this past year, Black Keys - Attack & Release, and so it is tonight. I think it is the best record they've made this far. The tracks has followed me through so many states of mind ive been in now.

Here follows two of their songs...


Went around the way for you
Did all the things you asked me to
I thought it was the perfect day
To see just open love to say

It doesn't mean a thing to me
It doesn't mean a thing to me
And it's about time you see
Things ain't like they used to be

I headed out to Lester Hill
But that just made me weaker still
She's got the kind of love I need
The kind that's never good on me

It doesn't mean a thing to me
It doesn't mean a thing to me
And it's about time you see
That things ain't like they used to be

Walked into the battle blind
It happens almost all the time
The yard is kinda overgrown
And all those happy times are gone

But it doesn't mean a thing to me
It doesn't mean a thing to me
And it's about time you see
That things ain't like they used to be

It doesn't mean a thing to me
It doesn't mean a thing to me
And it's about time you see
Things ain't like they used to be


You're just like time
Except you can feel the shame
All hands on deck, now
The sea is getting rough again
You see me out your window
Even when you close the blinds
And all you ever wanted
Was someone to treat you
Nice and kind

Take a step before running
Take a breath now before you die
When you work the streets, darlin'
Make sure
Your sneaker laces they get tied
I'll be your black bird darlin'
Hanging on your telephone wire
Flap my wings, oh yeah
And set your heart to fly

torsdag 21 januari 2010

A three hours walk in morning sun


took a walk along the waterfront....


up to india street where a guy was selling stud belts and since it
only cost 10ringgit i couldnt resist buying one. hehe


india street


bishop gate is so beautiful


time for some roti with curry


carpenter street, my hoods :D

carpenter street

follow the arrow and you are visiting me

a white pigeon flew over me where i was taking some pictures and started walking along with me on this little curb on the building. very cute.


along china street they still have shops like back in the days






this might be one of the most beautiful chinese health shops

everything about it is nice, the dark wood desk and stools,
the way of displaying the things, it looks so "authentic"

tisdag 19 januari 2010

while waiting

waiting for some videos to be uploaded i took down the street today, very touristy. hehe

last night was black out. no electricity until sometime this afternoon and ofcourse my torchlight didnt work. yey. im not really scared of the dark but in a 3 floor building alone its a bit creepy.

while waiting for those videos to be uploaded ive been spraying some sunflowers and reading Situation Skitstörd, my favorite blog actually. Amusement to the fullest!

been thinking about maybe do some changes in my blog. categorize some of this... i guess everything has something to with blonde in borneo since it is about my life here, but some of the posts could go under categories as Emo, total nonsense, emo, emo, touristy, nonsense... mm, something like that.

måndag 18 januari 2010

One head taller among umbrellas and chinese

ok, its not completely true im one head taller than the chinese and there are actually some who are taller than me, because i guess im quite short... hehe

i read somewhere that typical swedish is not using umbrellas, atleast not as much as they do in other countries and i think that might be a fact. ive started using umbrellas more now because of the heavy rains but i think i can count the occasions to less than fingers i have.

anyway... last night some sort of chinese, buddhist procession/celebration started down the street here and this evening i went out capturing a few photos and also made a few video clips (which are quite bad in quality since i used my handphone).

but this is how it looks like regularly around my street... home feels slightly far away from sweden-home. hehe




bit blurr




it's a beautiful street









i have always been slightly scared of masks, and these are
supposed to be these easy funny characters but i don't know...
i'm really trying liking them. hehe



dancing...

singing





smoke after the fire-crackers




and the crappy quality video clips which took me some time to upload....

note, processions and celebrations are always quite loud in asian (chinese) culture, the fire crackers, the bongs and drums, lions, dragons(...) are supposed to "scare" away any kind of evil and bring luck.





söndag 17 januari 2010

loved

i got tears in my eyes just now when reading these words my best best best friend had to say about me, i feel loved and miss my Magnus....

"ja magnus har pratat mycket
om hur stolt han är över dig
som lyckas med det du gör
och att han saknar dig"

" yes magnus has talked a lot about how proud he is of you succeeding in what you do and that he misses you"

i dont think i ever had such a sweetheart as a friend as Mange. Loyal, honest, respecting, gay (hee hee) and just snuttig, i dont believe there is anything evil in this guy! :D


ultimate queer-core gang of two

nothing.

im so in for a morning walk along the waterfront and then up to india street and back to my street since a few days back. reasons i have not done this yet is my lack of focus when it comes to my studies. i end up sitting and writing the whole night trying to make some sort of sense out of these examination tasks and i wake up late in the morning (noon) with my writing again... aaaarrrggh.

morning walks here are the best i believe. not much trouble around. people on their way to work, its not too hot for walking and the light is pretty nice. i also want to capture a picture of the damage the fire on india street/main bazaar did some weeks ago. i think it would be quite some nice pictures there at morning time.

back to studies...

lördag 16 januari 2010

in the night with study books and wonderful Nina Simone

i just love Nina so much, her own songs, her covers. Such an amazing voice, such a performance, such feeling and soul. and the lyrics in all these songs, so reflecting on feelings of my own both now and then and sometimes. Dr. Nina Simone, may her soul rest in peace and may her songs forever spread their greatness on this earth Like a flower waiting to bloom
like a light bulb in a dark room
I am sitting here waiting for you to come home and turn me on
like the desert waiting for rain
like a school kid waiting for spring
I am sitting here waiting for you to come back home and turn me on
My poor heart, it's been so dark
since you've been gone
after all you're the one who turned me off
now you're the only one that can turn me back on
uh
my hi-fi's waiting for a new tube
and my glass is waiting for some fresh ice-cubes
I'm just sitting here waiting for you to come on
back home and turn me on.



Ev'ry time we say goodbye
I die a little,
Ev'ry time we say goodbye
I wonder why a little,
Why the gods above me
Who must be in the know
They think so little of me
They allow you to go.
Oh oh oh when you're near
There's such an air
Of spring about it,
I can hear a lark somewhere
Begin to sing about it,
There's no love song finer,
But how strange the change
From major to minor...
Ev'ry time
Ev'ry time
Ev'ry time we say goodbye


fredag 15 januari 2010

peace and shopping

Since yesterday night until an incident this morning i've been haunted by numbers in my mind. In chinese belief the numbers have different meanings and the combos of numbers also make different meanings. a bad number with a good number before or after it could make it a opposite meaning from what the number is by itself. number four is bad! it means death. as simple as that. i haven't learned all the meanings yet and far from learning the combos. but yesterday it was the 14th and by not feeling super yesterday this number started growing bad sense in my mind and this morning at the post-office i got number 2214 i almost fainted. haha.
i know it also has to do with how much belief you put into this but now when being alone for a few weeks in kuching i feel like just living safe and not cause trouble....


Today i woke up and had my glass of Melilea (a green herb veggie drink that cleans your body) and coffee. Then i went to the post-office and paid some bills, went to the hardware-store to buy silicon and clear spray-paint. The staff was happy to see me and wondered where i've been (i was there almost everyday before). Then i had a coffee at black bean and watched a white guy trying to be cute and flirt across the street from where i was sitting. I didn't pay much attention but thought too myself, lucky it wasn't a fat chinese guy with a pony-tail winking at me very happy acting cool and thinking he looks good while carrying his girlfriends hand-bag (that happened to me at the cinema some months ago, i was shaaamed and even more when ernesto tell me this guy had been watching me already in the elevator). after black bean i went to a chinese incense shop where i bought some incense (obviously) for tonight. after that i went to the chinese pharmacy and bought myself some antiseptic herb-cream for my cut, some roots i will make some tea out of and some herbs i will make some more tea out of for my body. hehe. tonight after i finish my studies i feel like just pampering myself and clear my mind and soul, take care of myself and feel good. i feel this peace within myself just now, it's a feeling so strong my legs almost feel numb, in a good way. ha ha. i can't explain really what it is that i'm feeling. i feel like it is a new start on something tonight.



when i came back home i textmessaged nick at tracks, see if he could help me out with the silicon, he was here within minutes and knew where the things were already, i was suprised. hehe. i have very hard asking for help but before the boys went off to europe ernesto said i should ask nick for help if anything. my hope was not doing this but i did and it went smoothly. maybe its not that bad asking for help after all... not when it comes to someone who comes from this group of people atleast. they're reliable. with them around me, i'm in the good zone.


"this is not here" love -J

torsdag 14 januari 2010

rain

Been raining all day today. Its not leaking from the roof anymore since we got it fixed, now its from the balcony instead and i had a kitchen-ceiling drippin all day long. The floors and the kitchen bench has been all wet. Tomorrow i will try and see if i can do some miracle work by sealing it with silicon.

i guess thats all i have in update way about the building. im stuck with my studies and i just wish someone else could do it for me, i need to send it in tomorrow... waaah. i just want to finish it so i can do some other stuff. like playing around with the decoration thingys and paint the wall that is not leaking anymore...

onsdag 13 januari 2010

Sometimes


sometimes its just legoland and cigarettes



sometimes its peace


sometimes its just tiredness and studies


sometimes i ask myself, do i need
more in life than this?


sometimes your neighbors get a Kalashnikov


sometimes you just get sick of getting your
flipflops stolen



sometimes paul comes knocking and you just need to pratt

hahaha i die!

måndag 11 januari 2010

satisfaction

Yesterday morning i woke up before 6am. with lack of sleep and two mosquito bites under my eye it was time to follow the boys (ernesto, robin and nik) out fishing. a fast packing of camera and sunglasses and a few sips of coffee before heading out to the lake in Bau, a neighbor small-town to kuching.



i've followed ernesto and robin to the lake a few times before but this time was the first time with the boat and i got to join, bindi excited.


robin looks slightly tired but very happy-cute.


ernesto and the beautiful nature.


i was totally excited about going with the boat to see the other side of the lake. entering...


puffy eyes, hee hee


haven't really spoke to nik before this day. very nice and characteristic person. i like!


waterfall!


cave!

cave and roots


time to try out the live-bait...

since first time i followed the guys to this lake i've been in love with the scenery. it's so beautiful this place. the nature is one of all the things i fell in love with here. i might not be a camping outdoors girl but nature and water is something i really enjoy. and here in borneo it's so different from sweden, the sounds, the vegetation, animals... the european nature is also very beautiful but it's something that just grabs me here. it makes me excited at the same time as i feel peace coming out from the city.



nik almost strike. this is how the bait looked like when it came up.

look at the bite marks! i wonder what fish did this. i must admit i got slightly scared of the thought of something happening and i had to swim in the lake... he he.


enjoying the shade.



after about six hours in the hot sun i jumped off the boat and gave space for jensen who arrived and they went back in again.


i found traces of asian hobby. badminton! hehe


the boys were coming back and i could feel and see the excitement. something was really good. ernestos dream for two years had become true. :)


this beautiful giant snake head was caught by ernesto. he's been dreaming about catching it for two years and now it came true. i'm so happy for him. this was a really beautiful fish. i'm not the most experienced when it comes to fish but this is the most beautiful one i've seen anyone catch. the pictures doesn't make the colors as nice as they were in the sun. a bit purplish, yellowish with a beautiful pattern like a python, tiger, leopard.... nice catch!

after that they went fishing for a few hours more before dark and after we headed back to kuching and sat at nomad for a while having coffee and talked. after that we went back and i had my shower and slept like a baby, until(!), i just now got a vague memory of waking up for a second in a position i did not fall asleep. i was sort of sitting on the wrong side of the mattress, i won't go into details...haha, i'm shaaame!

good night and enjoy a classic tune from 59