HERBIE: wose, wose, i wuv you

never again

metaphors

i was doing house chores,

i was checking my phone,

i was looking at the clock,

i was thinking about my watch,

the watch that i thought will never cross my path,

the watch that accidentally came to me,

the watch that spends time with me, all the time,

the watch that i find is actually quite perfect for me,

the watch that i like to look out for every now and then,

the watch that i like to care for gently,

the watch that makes me proud of it,

the watch that i learn to be dependent to,

the watch that has a special place on my desk,

and the watch that i eventually fell in love with,

as i always wonder about how funny it is....

our unexpected sweet encounter....

~~~***~~~

BUT at the same time with the watch,

i was given signs,

i felt a warning,

i was worried,

i was possesive,

i was fully aware about my dependence on it,

i always knew if i lose it one day, in anyway,

either snatched away,

losing it, misplacing it,

or just out wear it.....

i will be devastated, seriously.

~~~***~~~

i told myself its only a watch,

cos i can always

find a new one,

buy a new one,

steal a new one,

or just get someone to buy me one.

but deep down inside i know,

no watch can ever replace it,

the exact same way it came into my life

and made me who i am today.

~~~***~~~

you think it may be just a watch that i lost,

and that its such a drama that i am depress right now

with no appetite and is having nightmares already,

because to me, it reminded me again and again,

just like a metaphor

all things are impermanent in this world

even you and me are

~~~***~~~

and its no wonder i realize when i desire something,

i will myself to look at its impermanence,

so i will choose to let go

choose not to get close

choose to just watch and not touch

choose to just be cold and careless

choose to forbade its entrance

and most importantly

choose to break its heart before it breaks mine

i mean, who am i to deserve such a perfect watch?

the moment i saw it, i knew its going to someone else,

but i wonder why life is such a joke,

to give me something so sweet

and yet let me suffer the loss of it

suddenly everything is like a joke,

like a trap straight to my weakest emotion

~~~***~~~

maybe with time you will understand

why am i so difficult sometimes

i know you keep thinking and trying,

to talked me out of this deep gutter,

but honestly, i really do not want to

ever again experience a loss like this,

so dont try,

you know you will just break my heart even more

the day when everything decides to

vanish from me again.

~~~***~~~

Greetings from Ariel in Italia! TQ!

OoOOOOOoooohhhhh!!!!!!!

ABIGSTACKOFSNAILMAIL

AND THIS ONE IS FOR ME!!!!!!!!!

ArielSendMeA

P-O-S-T-C-A-R-D!

BUGGER DONT HAVE PHOTO SHOP,

SHOULDNT BE PUBLISHING ADDRESS HERE!

IF STALKER TURN SERIAL KILLER - THEN SURE DIE.

(-_-)

It was a tiredddddd evening, just like any other,

but when i got the postcard i was sooo happy

i didnt take off my shoes when i step into the house,

ran into my room to grab my camera and took a picture,

the idea is to -retain the freshness- of this postcard,

plus my mom knew it was from Ariel anyway,

so wearing shoes and dirtying the house can be forgiven,

b4 this i told her its her company trip to Europe, wah...

she sure remember de laaaaa

can melt.... when i see beautiful things from a place

i've never been to, thank you thank you!!!

can tell from flickr that you were toooo busy taking pictures also!

hahahaha.... i love d msg on ur card too!

i wish the same to you!!!

also thanks for being able to bear with me,

(even if i'm always indecisive )

Venezia - Molo San Marco
Gondola Rides~

Past & Present 3 - People & Places in this World

I keep scrapbooks and folders, (2000 - 2007)

ALL OF THEM revolves around the SAME THEME,

photos that inspires me

places i want to go

faces i want to remember

people i aspire to be

people i aspire to help

things i must appreciate

and most important of all,

it humbles me and

i do not want to forget any one of them.

~Love in Iraq~

Despite the death and destruction in Iraq,

there is still room for romance to bloom.

Love find its way into the hearts of Roberts Hall,

an American specialist in the army Reserves,

and Iraqi, Vivian Mansour.

Hall is seen holding Mansour's hand in this

2003 photo taken in Baghdad.

Hall said he knew within a month of their meeting

that he would marry Mansour.

when they met, neither of them spoke

a word of each other's language.

Mansour did not hesitate to say what attranted her to Hall.

"Heart's first"

colours and simplicity attracts me,

i keep them even though i dunno

what and where they came from

i wish i can see all these places one dayand wish to capture memories too...

i feel the most happiest when i look thru my scrapbooks.

Only in Cambodia - 3

Spent the whole morning just lazing in our room

At noon, we finally get outta room and

decided to go with Mr. Sa Voen's Tuk Tuk

for the big circuit tour

The story begins...quietly... i really like it.

i remember the long passage doors

leading to another and another and another

it was pouring the last time we were here

but today it was peaceful, breezy and calmdiscovering things i did not paid attention to...

colors fascinates me...

missing pieces saddens meand people who live with the temples

i wonder what is their story

u noticed things that i dont

i look at the direction that u're looking at

and i learnt to see things ur way

i like to catch u

unguarded unprepared

with a smile just for me

the nature destroysbut it also beautify"this was the window where i sat and wrote all my postcards that rainy day in May"

"this was the little girl and her pet where i was so attracted to while standing in the rain""legend of the horse with the human legs"

Last May, Shu, Yin & I played
London Bridge is Falling Down with

these NOISY KIDS from Ta Som

and yes they are still VERY NOISY!

imagine this, the holes in the walls

were decorated with precious stones!

gems, jewels, rubies, diamonds...pretty.

Banteay Samre

a temple I have never visited before

this is will be the first temple

that we actually shared & explored together

I felt a calm emotion before a strong current

I walked behind and followed your steps

I watched your back as you step

through the ancient door

I paused abruptly.... cos

I sense that I could lose you suddenly

but immediately I regain a sense of reality

I called ur name and took a picture

In the end,

We did walked through this door

We sat on the stoned windows

We were both whispering..then

We were holding hands walking

and passing the towering walls

"baby, with each step we take,

we will be passing through the passage of time

and we will go back to the ancient days..."

"it will be filled with water"

" u will be king"

"i will be the concubine"

"we will have parties"

"and u only have eyes for me"

Click here if you wish to see

This lil boy, Chai, in Pre Rup, last May.

We lounge here all evening

forgetting the time

forgetting ourselves

forgetting the world

forgetting everything

but remembering everything that we must