TRip to brighton 2009

Photoshoot of the jeans and jersey project. 

Singapore Day London at Hampton court palace. Home of the Tudors. 

i miss home

完全失去了信任的感觉。

活的好累。。。

想哭又不敢哭出来的矛盾。

偶尔的崩溃。。。

折腾一场，

到头来还是回到原点。。。

真的。。。可能。。。失去。。。才領悟到。。。曾經擁有吧。。。可是。。。會不會。。。太遲？

我想要的安全感。。。

Dad came over for about a week and took me to winchester, this historic city and ancient capital of southern England.

Visited Winchester Cathedral and such, one of the longest cathedrals in England. and of course its famous Great Hall, known for the home of King Arthur's Round Table. Bit of a disappointment there though, definitely expected something more impressive and massive than what it really is. Guess things really get exaggerated through the words of mouth. 

i lighted this













take 1 - view from the outside
take 2

the round table in the great hall. 










this was a random shot taken at this exhibition in Basingstoke when Dad's colleague took his family and us to this indoor living size history museum. 
and lunch....

Christmas is coming... 

没人肯听我的感觉。。。体会我的不安。。。我想。。。还是把自己封闭起来。。。做回原来的自己。。。开朗。。。好难。。。一个人最好的朋友。。。因该是日记本吧。。。再见了blogger

我想狂喊！我想呐喊！ 我快窒息了！ 我就真的那么逊吗？！为什么。。。

Mixed Affection

Booting up the lappy 
and dial up online
carrying with me, 
beneath this moonless light
was longing! Wanting! and Despair! 

There! you appeared. 

*fist clenched
and "yo!" you typed, 
with great sincere?
just as i have feared. 

Now everything is dumped to the rear. 

begone!
Results! Ego! 

the least of my concerns here. 

Our rooms, three floors gap
we talked on the phone, 
and chatted over  net. 

feeling a strange flutter. 
An emotion within my own. 
like the tarot reader said: 
It's affection? Love? Or like nothing i've known. 

a chemistry i will never forget
Mixed, 
like the random rhyming of the poem. 
Pain, Pleasure, confusion it bringss me. 
an oxymoron of painful esctacy
"please shove it down a cemetry!". 

passion, motivation, azure gratification
So hard to resist. 

cold, wandering eyes, insufficient -norance

does he even care?

should i persist?

or they are mere oracle of lies?

love~ a mortal lure...

my heart wandered upstairs