thanks for the slippers, they are so warm and cute.

more art pieces.
photography.
movie list.
family time.
school.

talk less, do more.
or turn that into an art piece.
be productive.

so ive never scribbled anything about my life since mm i dunno since when. wow and have no idea since when ive never typed in this way.

when i would like to drop down my everyday life i thought about that i actually got something to write about yesterday so then i stopped to write anything and then it runs into a cycle and of course there are far more elements than this making the note pad empty. ha.

but then when the wind was urging me to rush into the hall this morning, i told myself that i really need to write something whenever i rmb to do it.

oh well. when ive started to know what im going to put down here. my sleepiness strikes, and i need to hit the hay. i went online for a while and sarah hey me. oh man i miss sarah. i miss the silly days with her. oh then she needed to go to class and i need to say nitenite then we talked for a while only.

so the cab driver this morning showed me how the road situation and traffic phenomenon is here in town so i wont be fooled by other drivers. haha thank you thank you.

i should stay ground and have better tolerance when living in such high pressure city when everything around me is so intense and pushy.

this is such a random post just like me.

ok nitenite.

this kid,
his presence,
their resemblance,
the past,
the future,
the joy,
the agony,
the memories,
the pain,

NOW.

back from lisboa and both antonio & i ended up getting the same "gift" lol
its avos birthday and we held a celebration dinner party for her tonight.
its the first time in years that i had bday dinner with avo in which it makes me feel nothing better than that at this moment.
after all ive felt what i imagined, after all ive somehow realised that staying in this unfamiliar place has actually got its sweetness.

i guess lisboa once again entertains me and i guess its always fun to be there.
when slowing down and getting a chance to see those impractical upscale stuff and people of all sorts, you might find that the city we are in is somehow an interesting place innit . hehe.

last but not least,theres still a problem that i can never seem to solve.
why are there always people really into others business but are never freaking willing to reveal teeny bit of their life details to the world.
are some people jus born to be nosy.

obligation,

on the road of growing up, unsuccessful trials are like bonus in kids board games that can aid you to further part of the path to the destination.

if thats what i chose ive got to face it on my own.
this is the situation i have to deal with by myself.
tears symbolize the beginning of adaption, the starter, the acceptance whilst that creates nothing else productive.
baby steps should be taken at every stage, and
theres no one and nothing to blame, everything has changed but ive got to find a way out.

havent played with cake flour for long but perhaps its way shorter than the time ive been awaiting the sound of the bell

headache, insomina.

i havent had any pao and leite for enough long, i think i want some - no i mean i need some. ha.

so i had my first attempt to try cooking this. isnt it a cny dish? ha.

ingredients: chinese mushrooms, chicken breasts, dry scallops.

such a mess. dont know where to start baby.
from closet to kitchen to bookshelf to pantry to closet to kitchen...blah
everything was well organised in the cozy room, im so reluctant to unpack and re-pack. boo.