I GOTTA FEELING

every time i am feeling restless, i play this song and let it replay it in my head, you won't believe but it works, it makes me climb out of my bed and out of my shell =)

衝動

我對你有愛的衝動。。。

但你的無動於衷。。。

會讓我的愛。。。

不見了

Do I Know What I want?

I know what I want...
I think I know what I want...
I have an idea what I want...
Is that what I want...
I think maybe... that is what I want...
I have no idea what I want...

This is what I have become, in the midst of trying to change a job, trying to change how I live my life, trying to fit different things and people into my life. I have lost my direction! My compass seems to swing wildly in all directions, moving hesitatingly towards any new direction. I wonder at the reasons that have brought me to the the state of mind today. Nothing has changed for me, maybe the no change has brought about this confusion.

I know I am searching for something, but exactly what is that, I can't put it in words. I know what some people might say, they would tell me right in the face that I am searching for the right man, someone to start my life with or get married to. But these people would be wrong... I am searching for something else, something that can calm my heart of the confusion, something that make my life worth living or in greater words: the reason of my existence. I am not saying that finding someone to share my life with is not part of the search, it plays a part, a role in this project of mine but it does not conquer or overtake the rest. What is the rest one may ask, I am searching for the answer too and I am anxious to find it.

What I need now at this moment is an unplanned getaway, straight to the airport with no plans, pick a destination and off I go! Do I have the guts to do that? I will find out... =)

Pancetta Spaghetti

A rare day at home, the only day in the week that I am back here. I have just returned from Brisbane and heading to Melbourne tomorrow. I look forward to my trip in Melbourne as I enjoy visiting Mart 130 for brunch! A cosy cafe built into a tram station, and it will be glorious to visit the cafe in the summer of Australia. This wonderful place was recommended by Ming and I miss those days that we visited the cafe, salivating over the delicious food, getting lost sometimes... etc.

Oh, pardon me for letting my thoughts wonder once again. I was craving for something simple, something easy to whipped up in minutes. What was better than a plate of home-cooked spaghetti, just the way I like it. I decided that there was going to be no sauce, just olive oil. Something like aglio e olio, but a tad heavier in taste... I need... bacon!

Bacon sliced into small pieces, garlic and parsley chopped and tomato deseeded and cut into small cubes. Heat the pan with olive oil, fry the bacon till crisp, set the bacon aside, add the garlic, then the cooked spaghetti, tomato, parsley, a pinch chilli flakes, salt and pepper. Toss and turn, in goes half of the bacon and it is done. Plate and sprinkle the rest of the bacon on the top.

Well Said! Elizabeth Taylor!

THE PROBLEM 

with people who 

have no vices 

is that generally 

YOU CAN BE 

PRETTY SURE

they're going

to have some

PRETTY 

ANNOYING 

VIRTUES

Elizabeth Taylor, 77, actress

9 days in Los Angeles

It may be a late update of my trip to Los Angeles over the Christmas, but it is better to be late than never, right? I was in Los Angeles, Torrance, for almost six full days, and life without a car in Torrance can be quite boring since the public transport is.. err.. let's put it simply as messy and unsafe to travel on. My initial plan was to travel to Las Vegas by plane and it didn't matter to me if I had a companion. But as we know, initial plans always changes, this colleague of mine was keen in going to Las Vegas so we planned to rent a car, drive down to Grand Canyon and Las Vegas. Unfortunately, she fell sick on the day itself and there goes our trip. Instead of staying coop up in the room or hitting the malls every day, I was determined to spend at least a couple of days sightseeing. After searching on the internet, I decided on an area known as Palos Verdes, mainly consisting of coastal cities. The coast of Palos Verdes Peninsular is known for being photographed for the films of Pirates of the Caribbean.

My journey to the coast was not a smooth-sailing one, I was supposed to be alighted at Palos Verdes Lighthouse but it seems that the cab driver drove me to somewhere else which I have no idea where since I made the mistake of not bringing any map with me. So in short, I was lost. With no map and no guide, I had to resort to asking the people around the place. Okay, this guy sitting at Starbucks seems nice, and lucky me, he was. I told him where I was heading and he told me that there was no way I could walk to my destination, I sighed at the thought of taking a cab again and to add on to that, I have not seen any cabs passing by since I arrived. As I pondered on what I should do next, the guy told me that he would give me a lift to where I wanted to go. I was surprised and of course happy but wary of his intentions as well, he seems to have read my thoughts and told me that I could hold on to his driving pass, I laughed and accepted his goodwill. Hopped onto his car and we chatted as he drove me to my destination, he thought I was a Japanese... me... a Japanese? I see no resemblance of any Japanese features in me. Anyway, he was telling me that his car was in the garage... blah blah... I think he was trying to pick me up but in a subtle way, I was glad that my destination was in sight, and before dropping me off, he gave me his number telling me to call him when I decided to head back so he could give me a lift back to the hotel. Hmmm... dubious.

I was welcomed to the beach by a vast green field, and no words can describe how much I love being in such a big patch of green land. That is why I love going to parks, parks with clean green grass that I can roll around, fall asleep, have a picnic or read a book on, Hyde park in London is one of the park I miss the most! I can't wait to return in summer, back to the park where everyone else would be relaxing and chatting on the same patch of green. Palos Verdes beach has trails which you can hike, trails that lead to the top where you can oversee the beautiful scenery of the whole area or to the tide pool known as Abalone Cove where you can see beautiful starfishes and other marine lives.

 

 

 

The view at the top was amazing but a little chilly since it was very windy. With the wind in your face, it is as if the wind was trying to whisper some secrets to you, secrets of sea... After the hike, I visited the Wayfarers Chapel, its beauty was beyond words. I can see why many couples chose to hold their wedding here. The chapel was mainly made of glass with its structure supported by wooden beams, its beauty is greatly magnified as the rays of sunlight shine through the chapel, but when dusk comes, it welcomes the the colors of sunset with romance. Having a wedding there would seem impossible for me but if one day, I am able to renew my vows in the chapel, I would be satisfied.

 

Loving people who loves you back, laughing with people who make you smile, holding hands with people who carry you through thick and thin... for me, that is what life is all about.

Curse of the spots...Mos..Qui...Toes...

I have no idea where they came from but all I know is that they are definitely stalking me! I am the only prey in the whole house that they seemed interested in, nobody else got bitten except for me. Any idea what my predators are? Mosquitoes! Ever since young, I have always been the one to get bitten first if there were any mosquitoes buzzing around and I always wonder why. Does it have something to do with my blood type or is my mum simply telling the truth when she said that the mosquitoes target me because my blood is 'sweet'. Come on, what silly logic is that.

From the moment I woke up this morning, I have seen the gradual increase in the number of red spots on my legs, hands and finally all over! Whenever I enter a confine space, I sense a pair of eyes spying on me, targeting the right spot to sink the needle in and waiting for the best opportunity to strike. When I went to my parent's toilet this morning, I came out with two additional bites and a dead mosquito, I won the battle but at a price... Went to other toilet, a mosquito started harassing me and this time, it was on my butt! Mosquito bites are worse than cuts, they are itchy and sometimes, I scratched the spots till they bleed...still scratching... 16 bites since this morning and still counting... Can somebody do something before I look like I am having chicken pox... *sigh*