nescafe - peneman setia malam-malamku

It's just like when you've got some coffee that's too black, which means it's too strong. What do you do? You integrate it with cream, you make it weak. But if you pour too much cream in it, you won't even know you ever had coffee. It used to be hot, it becomes cool. It used to be strong, it becomes weak. It used to wake you up, now it puts you to sleep.

..i put too much cream ..now it puts me to sleep..

recently addicted to coffee..last night i had 7 cups..and..i'm not feeling well right now..

G - I - L - A

Everland - bumper car

A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.

i love u..mom

Boramae

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief...and unspeakable love.

'Glance', Seoul, July 2007

How much of human life is lost in waiting.

May the love hidden deep inside your heart find the love waiting in your dreams. May the laughter that you find in your tomorrow wipe away the pain you find in your yesterdays

'Couples' Seoul, July 2007

two couples - with completely different sets of body language and interaction.

At the same time - there's a kind of linear connection between all four which creates all sorts of working analogies

Boramae Park - petang-petang tengok budak-budak main skate

Kerana

(i) Ia buat aku hargai perkara yang remeh dan nikmat yang jarang di pandang serius. Kerana perkara-perkara dan nikmat-nikmat itu sentiasa cukup dan tidak pernah kurang. Terima kasih Tuhan membenarkan aku dan teman-teman terus hidup dan bertapak di atas bumiMu, biar kami acapkali engkar dengan perintahMu. Kerana bila aku memikirinya semula semalam, bila-bila masa saja jasad ini boleh terbelah dua.


(ii) Kerana cinta terhadapmu selalu hidup dalam jiwaku. Kerana kamu adalah yang selalu aku tunggu dan aku rindu. Kerana sayang itu akan terus tetap bersamaku .....

Yoido Park

Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life with a clearer view again.

jejudo - before sunset - view from the hotel

What do you first do when you learn to swim? You make mistakes, do you not? And what happens? You make other mistakes, and when you have made all the mistakes you possibly can without drowning - and some of them many times over - what do you find? That you can swim? Well - life is just the same as learning to swim! Do not be afraid of making mistakes, for there is no other way of learning how to live

Korean War Memorial - Jonjeng

I know they are cute, but something that will be a big culture shock is how young Korean children are allowed to run around unattended. I have seen 7 year old kids getting on the subway by themselves. Kids running around in busy roads unattended etc. Due to the relatively safe conditions in the country for children parents are a lot less strict on their children in Korea. It is surprising at first but you get used to it.

Korean Memorial War - Jonjeng

“Experience is the name everyone gives to their Mistakes”

That was from Oscar Wilde’s Lady Windermere’s Fan. Wilde has always managed to impressed me with most of his works. With the ever-twisting plot and sharp-witted stinging epigrams. Humourous and also scandalous.

Anyway, back to the quote.

When you really think hard bout it, we really go all the way to name something bad to something less bad, just for the sake of comforting ourselves. We feel bad associating ourselves with things or incidents that bears negative marks. Therefore, we make ourselves feel better by giving it another name. I don’t know if that is good or bad. Perhaps it carries no weight. Perhaps it’s circumstancial. Perhaps it’s neither.

This is how i see it, at this very moment. If i were to say i made a mistake, the vocabularies that would run through my mind would be like “dumb”, “stupid”, “fool” etc. However, if i were to say i’ve had an experience of such, i’d be associating myself with “wiser now”, “lesson well taught”, “awareness” etc. You see the difference there? The difference may seem insignificant, but the impact may turn out substantial. Especially when it’s expressed verbally.

everland - south korea

The past week had me witnessing several cases of loneliness. Not myself, thankfully but unfortunately to some of my friends and acquaintances I knew of. The word loneliness itself carries such negative, depressing metaphor with it. Hardly will anyone ever associate it with something good or exciting. It’s like a big “no-no” taboo and most definitely not a popular destination. But once in a while, you will find some people who actually seek ‘loneliness’ for their own not-so-obvious reasons. Usually, this is often termed as solitude. I guess the use of such term is to distinguish the different aura that surrounds it.

Loneliness, which most consider as pain, is much feared by the common public. Some, even terrified by it. And I think that the negativity that surrounds it is very much due to our failure to fully understand the existence of loneliness. The only way for us to free ourselves from such domination of fear is to understand it and face it. Perhaps by doing so, we might just gain forte from it. After all, pain has a lot to teach us.

I have a rather impartial view on loneliness. Perhaps because I’m not feeling lonely or suffering from the loneliness syndrome at the moment. Or perhaps because I had found the gift of loneliness myself.

^_^

friendship - wonder how many of us really understand the meaning of friendship

Have you ever wondered what ever happened to those that used to be your ‘kamcing’ friends during the earlier years of your life? The ones that you reveal your secrets to, share your tears with and rejoice your excitement together. For girls, it might be the ones you played ‘masak-masak’ with and for boys, the ones you sneakily in clandestine played fireworks with during ‘malam tujuh likur’. What ever happened to them?

As for me, most are still friends, some of them are now “just neighbours next door”, a few “long lost friends” and very few are long gone untraced. For those still around, I sometimes bump into them at the local grocers or meet them occasionally at "kenduri kahwin". For some, you can recognize them instantaneously, some might trigger familiarity and cause both of you to stare right at each other, yet both refusing to greet the other and some, you wouldn’t noticed even if you brushed shoulders with them.

No matter what the reasons may be for the detachment that grew between us, I can’t deny that joyful feeling of meeting that person again. It’s like being re-united after separation. Unless of course, it was somebody you have hated all your life (life is all about exceptions, isn’t it). But generally, it will be that happy feeling because familiarity has its own comfort. Even if you weren’t best buddies with such person way back years ago. And given the opportunity, who knows, the person you just ‘know-of’ in school before may just become your best bud now.

So, the next time u meet a familiar face, don’t hesitate to go up to that person and say hi. It might be that someone who left an important footprint in your life years ago, be it good or bad. Even if it was a bad taste left in your mouth back then, don’t you think it’s worth to forgive and forget now, considering the fact that such incident have been long forgotten and it is not haunting your present life.

After all, no matter how good a friend is (or was), they’re going to hurt you once in a while and you must forgive them for that, for they are only human like we are. The issue now does not linger on who was right or wrong back then but who will take the initiative to make peace. Not everybody gets that opportunity to initiate peace. And trust me, it’s the most fulfilling feeling you will ever get.

Daerim Station

I wonder what they where talking about. The woman to the left
seemed to be in a sad mood and the man seemed to be
a friend who was there to comfort his friend...err..probably his girlfriend

I could just smile as i looked at this picture and it makes me think of something

...When I find myself fading,
I close my eyes and realize my friends are my energy...

... to be honest, something like that still surprises me ... starting from 0 until they are finished with their 'mask' - without beeing ashamed to show how much support they need to be pretty ...
- boramae -

Make-up - it's a world-wide thing. Nothing special about it. We all spend time making ourselves look...mmm...more acceptable.

On my way to COEX, a woman was walking in front of me. Something caught my eye - she was constantly touching and arranging her hair. She would stroke it as she was walking, straighten it, fluff it, then stroke it again, straighten it again, and again and again. I wondered, "Why does she keep on touching her hair - it looks fine?" But she kept on doing this, caressing her hair the entire walk. Strangely enough she got into the same elevator as I did; and this is where I encountered the second interesting thing: almost every elevator in Korea has mirrors. Basically, they are constructed of mirrors.

Back to the woman. As we entered the elevator, the first thing she did was to walk straight to the mirror and adjust her hair again. She stood there grooming herself, oblivious to the rest of us in the elevator. Then, finally done, she swirled around to stare at the door of the elevator like the rest of us. But...occasionaly glancing back to the mirror to give her hair a few final adjustments.

This kind of behaviour is common here. I think women are extremely aware of how they look. They will even use their cell phones to take a picture of themselves to see whether they look okay.i've seen this so many times in the subway.

This photo is also something you would not see in Malaysia (maybe other countries). The girl was sitting there and the next moment whipped out her brush and started brushing her hair there in public. Not a care in the world.

But to say it again - after 5 months, I'm used to it, and more than that: I'm part of it..haha

"Beauty perceived as an ability."

Interesting, but I think it's always been this way. Women have been slathering themselves in makeup for centuries. Charcoal around the eyes...white plaster on the face.

I think it should be

"Beauty perceived by how rich you are."

Because, really only people with money can afford make-up, good make-up...and it always has been that way.

gambar hiasan - sumber - internet

Faktor kuncinya terletak pada rambut. Struktur dan binaan rambut. Dengan penjagaan cermat dan sisiran rapi. Gaya pun penting. Rambut boleh timbulkan rasa berahi dan keghairahan. Pada orang yang melihat.

Mungkin sebab itu tuhan mahu kaum hawa menutup mahkota mereka. Rambut yang cantik mampu buat orang tertarik. Tapi aku rasa nilai tarikan itu terletak kepada ketahanan dan pembawaan orang yang melihat. Biar secantik manapun seseorang itu, si pemerhati sekadar rasa untuk memerhati.

Bagaimana pula dengan mahkota lelaki?

Jamsil Station - South Korea

Sometimes I wish I could walk around with a 'handle with care' sign stuck to my forehead. Sometimes I wish there were a way to let people know that just because I live in a world without rules, and in a life that is lawless, doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt so bad the morning after.

Sometimes I think that I was forced to withdraw into depression because it was the only rightful protest I could throw in the face of a world that said it was all right for people to come and go as they please, that there were simply no real obligations left.

Certainly deceit and treachery in both romantic and political relationships is nothing new, but at one time, it was bad, callous, and cold to hurt somebody. Now it's just the way things go, part of the growth process. Really nothing is surprising.

completly finished with the decals and the rest of the dragoon. and i know this is not a very popular kit mostly because the price isnt very friendly - my room - malaysia

Finished up the torso, and the waist guns on the old Strike Freedom Gundam Lightning Edition... er...

OK enough of this.. I'm just gonna call you Strike Lightnin' for short, is that alright with you buddy? I know I know, not your fault that they gave you such a long-fangled name, but really. Do you really expect me to type that out EVERY time I have to refer to you? Besides, Strike Lightning is kinda catchy dont u think? Kind of invokes memories of Grease Lightning right? Right?... no?

Ahem... anyway...

Finished up the torso, and the waist guns on the old Strike Lighting. He's looking pretty complete at this stage, and if he were a normal Gundam, he'd be pretty close...

But no.

He's still got a second set of waist guns, as well as his wings... (four sets of two), as well as eight drones from his dragoon system (bit like fin-fannels for those old school Char's Counter Attack fans).

So in short, still a little ways to go.

nanti balik malaysia aku sambung pasang kau..haha..sini susah cari lah..

Dialogue with pigeons

I am washed with emotions. In the end after the storm has ended, I can see calm seas ahead, clear blue skies above me and now everything is clear..

children parade - jonjeng - nice sneakers..haha

Few days ago I bumped into an old friend, to be more specific, he was my schoolmate. Since we have not met for quite some time, and both of us were free that time, we decided to have lunch together; to catch up the forgetful past time, (since our last meeting).

We talked on many things, from study related matters to depressing personal issues. I noticed he had matured to own a tolerable perseverance. Way unalike from our childish habits and behaviours, back at school or even when we were in college. He talked confidently about self-onus, his love, studies... Something I could never guess might come out from him.

Listening to him is like looking to my void dreams. Of working hard, to have life absolute direction, independent .. I guess for now I’m too chicken to start anything by myself. At times, when I think back.

People changed, as time past us. I have been repeating this adage like forever. Guys, do we need to change for good sometime, just to let us feel the real life is?

By the way, that friend of mine has ‘grown up’ too, physically. Last time we used to call him ‘kecut’, alas he’s none of that type anymore. He’s taller than me for sure, now. Matured and sort of au courant than me all together.

Betul lah, people changed right. Oh God! Did I just repeat myself?

converse - yoido park - sunset

Lynn, thanks for the excerpt :

He looked back at all his encouters. And he realized that he was trying to find a vision for himself when really, he should have first envisioned the needs of others. Eventually, he began to see as he was meant to - long and far.