Sunday afternoon

1720, take a break from arranging the flat for repainting.
It's a hell of a work.




Sipping some saumur white and right now it's playing teen age riot by sonic youth.






 

In our time

Let's face it, if you are someone like that, no matter how you dress yourself, you'll be fantastic somehow.
It's time to think about if you're not......

Read more? or be nice to ppl?
be bold and be bad?




Well I can talk, can you??

What about it?

Late at night, it’s easy tending to be sentimental and reminiscent, also maybe because of some emotion-tickled musics played by: jasmine by keith jarrett, 9 crimes, true love waits, fake plastic trees, cold water, creep, along with like a friend, wonderwall, and with or without you, etc.

I’m feeling quite clueless lately when it comes to putting idea or plan into practice.

I think of her from time to time. And I don’t really have any idea what is going on. It’s heading nowhere I know but why can’t I just drop it?

Maybe you can tell me.

There’re things that i can only share with those who don’t know me

There're things that i can only share with those who don't know me.

It's like that.

What about you?

  

wtf

so lost right now.
what am i supposed to do right now?
there're so many stuffs to be taken care of yet it seems that i'm really really trapped in the middle of nowhere, doing nothing.

what should i do? re-edit my portfolio? make some t-shirts? read some materials? do some study? what!!!
definitely not watching a film or tv series..... do some more research? arrange pictures?
it feels like i'm so splitting in multi threads and got led to various directions.
then got lost.

ha ha, get lost.


sore throat.

weariness or just avoiding

i feel quite weary today.

one saturday or sunday, i got out of bed around 1300, which means that i slept about 11 hours.
i couldn't help wondering it's about some compensation or it's just some sort of escaping thing.

to put it simply, i don't know what to do.

so, i quit the current job. then get another one? start a company? try to win an award? so on and so on.

i may will need to have instant noodles more than i do now.


so vague.





 

day 10

this is me, that is not.

I’ve already forgot what I was intended to say a few seconds ago.

most likely something moody or sentimental.

rain drops are tic-tac-ing outside; some car just went by.

I’m not sure what I should’ve done, but I’m pretty sure that she doesn’t have any similar feeling as I do toward her.

so, it’s better that I didn’t do anything further.

yet I can not stop thinking of it, what if, what if, and so on.

a bottle of jinro, an access to smoke, a few of her pictures, I do not know what I should do.

actually nothing. I can do nothing about it. they are leaving. she’s leaving.

I didn’t feel anything that she’s fond of me in anyway.

too bad, well, for me.

sometimes even you knew it’s like that but when it eventually really happens, it’s somehow still quite difficult to take with easeness.

I gaze at pictures of her that I took, questioning myself if I missed something so important….. but you know what? it doesn’t matter. and I don’t think that I’m gonna know the truth.

truth. what is that?

all is in my head, dwelling with full of imagination and desire; you wanna bear a hope, you’re gonna be ready to take the despair.

music: Mélanie Laurent, En t’attendant.