Spaghetti with lots of chopped garlic stir-fry with olive oil, crab meat stick, mushroom and cheese; sprinkled with black pepper and parsley.

She's going Paris.

The things I like

Now I (suddenly) really like long dresses! They are definitely more expensive so I am waiting for the sale for it. Maybe now I know why wedding gowns are pretty- because of the long flowing dress.

But something this cute is nice too.

This is very cute as well- but the cutting doesn't really fit that well. I think I would soon grow pass the age to wear this cute.

Ok I don't like this- but it looks very hilariously garden-ly.

This pose of mine isn't one of the prettiest (but the backdrop is!) but this photo was taken in NC by my dad using his mobile phone and we recently saw it.

Anyway. I am totally exhausted- physically, mentally, emotionally with regard to the recent happenings (almost like how the market is going now), those of which I spoke of, those of which I hadn't. I wish I could sleep so well at night like how I did on bus rides. I need a holiday but I am even too tired to get one (ok you are tired of this).

I suppose it wouldn't change much but maybe the 5-day break ahead would do good to the body, mind and soul. While I try to make some plans.

-The complete half picture that is, incomplete-

It came from nowhere;
used to be from somewhere

It was half;
maybe less than that

It was without a bye;
lasted for a weekend; and still lasting

Sometimes I feel that I've (over)instill a sense of discipline in me that may kill many things unintendedly, which then spoils the joy of it.

Like how sometimes my habits/spending decision depend on money, or what-if the-lack-of money.

All that's keeping me sane is, imagine this, a small garden (or even jus a green patch will do) with a wooden long bench and/or a swing with a bike. Blue skies, white clouds, the bench. I think the list continues.

P/S: Anyway I'll get myself a bike soon, jus that after another round of bike-testing in Carrefour, I still couldn't decide which models. Not a mountain bike I supposed, but they only have two choices of road bikes then.

It does seem like these days if Google doesn't know it, except those in touch, you wouldn't know anything either.

The familiar was only for seconds when my heart skipped a beat, but the unfamiliar stared back.

12 hours, every day.

15,339 km.

Did we wish that we have all these things that exist now to exist already from the past so that the past's future would not be like how it is now?

14 years ago at 12.

What have I missed.

From my sister


Harvesting

I know I do get obssessed with some things sometimes- album/nature/sport/book/tv program/people, but especially music albums. I can listen to an album for 8 hours for days and then one day suddenly I feel that my mind can register it no longer and I stop playing it voluntarily ever since, unless it's in my ipod (whereby half the time I listen to whichever track that's playing as if I am listening to the radio).

So the album that I am so obssessed with, now, is the Original Song Track for the movie Hear Me- it makes me feel like I'm by the beach, it makes me feel like summer is here and it's all sunny, it makes me feel like I want to fall in love, it makes me feel as if I am really happy.

And so now I wonder what's holding me back from exchanging the miles and pay the fuel taxes for a nature holiday.

Can I, jus start making some plans.

And because I can't describe to you how the piano pieces sound like, other than it really makes you feel that love is here;you can rely on me; below the tree:
看你手舞足蹈
我卻發呆看你甜美微笑
你說我太過驕傲
不說也能感受彼此心跳
一張小紙條 一個小符號
問號驚嘆號 都怕你沒看到
親手做便當 口渴送飲料
要你把煩惱通通都吃掉
聽不到我愛你
等不到你擁抱
我卻知道
愛情來了

我恨時間賽跑
輕易刻畫青春永遠不老
你是無聲的詩篇
用雙眼聆聽你的美好
每一個動作 每一分一秒
像拍紀錄片我害怕沒看到
解讀你的心 今天天氣晴
要你把煩惱通通都忘掉
聽不到我愛你 等不到你擁抱
我卻只知道
愛情來了
我通通知道
聽不到 說不了 你在笑 我知道

The most liberlisating thing I've done for a while was testing the bikes along the aisles of Carrefour- Yes I did that, in mini skirt and formal jacket, in sandals.

Even though it does sound like a trivial purchase in monetary sense (even though I don't agree), still it's another space-occupying infrastructure if I eventually grow sick of. What if I grow tired and sick of carrying it around for rides, what if the bike isn't as fast as I want to (I heard cheap bikes aren't good); what if I don't feel secured to store it outside the house; what if I can't squeeze it inside the house; what if I want a mountain bike but got a leisure bike (or the other way round); what if.

And then I couldn't decide between a mountain bike or the leisure bike, but the fact that I've tested two of those leisure bikes, I am wondering what is holding me back from exchanging $115- $150 for some/more liberlisation. Decision VS execution.

We might never know why, and when waiting should be over- (try to) move on.

I need some leaf-prints ribbons to string them up

While I often feel unease in the presence of long silences, in which there are many scenes without much voices other than instrumental songs on the background, the movie Hear Me is touching. And so is the sound tracks.

Messages need not be communicated or expressed because they can be felt and messages relay in such a manner often bring warmth to the heart.

Yet, out of the movie zone, there are situations when there are a lot of doubts of how one should conclude, even when messages are spoken. Or, especially when messages are spoken.

It's getting difficult; I'm trying to keep myself sane by passing time.

My mum said we might have one of these bikes in the store for sale.

Imagination, is the most beautiful reality. If it exists that is.

I used to imagine through my writings. I used to write much more than now. And I used to dream more too. Now I write lesser though I make cards, and occassionally draw or tweet those one, two liners of writing. For the better, or worse.

The pace, the dryness, the routinue, the noise, the stress and pressure - they drove away what used to be. I know it will become this way, I expect it and accept it. Only when I can gain my soul more freedom do I think all those will come back to me.

I will try harder, to imagine more, and to make reality more beautiful with or without imagination.

Provence, France, a place where many would fall in love with seeing those huge posters of L'OCCITANE or watching the drama Dreams Link. Maybe it is one of the places I would want to visit one day.


And definitely this is what I want to do.

Someday. One day.

Pretty envelopes for use!

Gift tags (alright, other than the one on the very right, they look more suitable for CNY)

But still art doesn't have to be expensive. While I would love to buy endless slash of art material, I wouldn't bear spending too much on them either. So creativity/recycling helps. I made those envelopes from free wrapping/promotional material while those gift tags were from wedding invitations/red packets. Ribbons are from everything- ribbons when you buy whole cake for department celebration, invites, everything and anything possible. Jus make sure you look before you throw away the so-called rubbish and categorise them in storage.