some interesting pictures from the last trip

lamb brain... erm anyone?

broccoli mousse.... err anyone?

got these gigantic macaroons at a very small price, happiness!

animal venetian masks... i would get the fish if they are not that exorbitantly priced

gigantic gummy balls!

plate of meringue piggies!

this must be the worst nightmare, licorice as thick as our belts! eeeeeekk!

Look at da jie's Paella! how would i not be proud of her

Sis's german pork chop!

and here's Yiyong with his adidas basketball diving suit and Talia with her xtra long and slim body and limbs :p!!

Fren-a-day is back!

Remember fren-a-day last year? this year i wanna create custom avatar for everyone! First up is of course my bestest friend nat and she is a bird cause she is in love! geddit?

Hehe finally! :)

又被愛傷了一遍
無所謂 當作成長
剛剛走開的人 煙還點著 味道卻淡了

我並不是天生愛寂寞 卻比任何人都多
就算把世界給我 我還是一無所有
我要快樂我要能睡的安穩
有些人不抱了才溫暖 離開了才不恨 我早應該割捨
我要快樂 哪怕笑的再大聲
心不是熱的 全都是假的
只有眼淚是真的

把從前想了一遍
謝謝了 傷我的人
想做樂觀的人 每種雨聲 聽了都不冷
我並不是天生愛寂寞 卻比任何人都多
就算把世界給我 我還是一無所有

我要快樂我要能睡的安穩
有些人不抱了才溫暖 離開了才不恨 我早應該割捨
我要快樂 哪怕笑的再大聲
心不是熱的 全都是假的
我的決定是對的

Amsterdam (1)

It has been a whirlpool of emotion and I sincerely thank every one of you who has been keeping me in check to make sure I am alright. I am still scornful about things but just don’t have the bloody pluck to end anything. How much, I wonder, will be enough to heave me all out of love.

David Hockney @ the exhibition

Yesterday I went to National Gallery to see this beautiful exhibition revolving theme of Love. An installation by Yoko Ono called Secret Piece III made me tear. There are so much love you can read, all real affection from real people, in all languages, from all aspects. I left a note there.

You guys have no idea how much it touched me when you agree to pull money for my air ticket home. I think the only solace from this incident is to realize how blissful am I to have good friends like you around. I love you all. Yes i do. Love, something that everybody has but always take for granted isnt it?

Frankly I am timid with what to do next, that’s what constancy do to you. After a period of indulging in self fabricated fairy tale, you deprive of the ability to think for your own good, continuously root your decision on two minds. Love you say. Yes it still exists but it can just jolly well be the permission to the next perfidy. I am weak, that’s why I deserved to be taken on a ride again and again.

Is that alright?
I give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright?
If you don't shoot it, how am I supposed to hold it
Is that alright?
If I give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright
Is that alright with you?

Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Is that alright with you?
Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Is that alright with you?

No.

11 July Middlesex Graduation Ceremony

I better blog before Ms Nutella kicks me off her list. Lets talk about this bank holiday weekend I just had, it was fantastic with loads happening but the highlights would be bumping into Laduree the posh tai tai-sh French macaroon shop at Burlington Arcade. It’s true that they don’t only look pretty but wonderfully scrumptious! delish!

Well of course a box of doshy macaroons wouldn’t make the weekend so superb, it is the Cans festival that got me hopping about The cans festival is an amazing stencil street party initiated by Banksy, inviting artists from all over and the public to spray paint the wall in an abandoned tunnel. For once we are allowed to vandalize without getting impeached. I spent a good morning sketching, shading and cutting my own stencil before heading down to check out the tunnel.

The exhibition is remarkable. I was blown away by the amount of high quality stencil art inside the tunnel, the details are so mad they could kill an elephant, or ten. I was quietly embarrassed since my work was so shabbily done but I am glad nonetheless that I could be part of it. Here’s the guerilla artist at work!

Here are the true masterpieces:

Photos credits : Daily Telegraph & Flickr

You would agree with me, they are unbearably good and inspiring, and the crowd is amazing. I would never expect an underground suit like this could be so extravagant and glamorous. It is a bizarre feeling really. What’s missing is heavy aerosol smell, burning cars, angry hoodies, tattoos, piercing and rock music. What’s in place is cozy family affair, with dad holding stencil for the daughter to spray and mom giving feedback whether the position is good to go. Also there were awfully lots of baby prams and professional cameras. Albeit feeling weird and rather annoyed by the prancing crowd, I am glad that it all projects a really healthy impression to the public, and they get a reasonably good idea of how talented these graffiti artists truly are.

Well beside the cans, this weekend is blessed with pleasingly a lot of sun! Brilliant indeed! I can’t wait till the sun gets stronger and I would nap in the sun more often ☺