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| Went to dinner last night at the new landlord lady's place, aka future apartment. There are 2 cats in that apartment that we're supposed to take care of for 1 yr, Lino&Audrey. Really looking forward to having 2 fat cats around to cuddle, hehe ^^ The apartment's really cozy, with all these gypsy/tribal/oriental handicrafts collected from all over the world. Finally a place to call home! The new landlord is a social anthropologist, researching on the objectives and effects of immigration in Cameroonian natives. Her husband/partner is a British film writer, developing various film projects all over the place. It really impressed me how they could throw everything behind and live in a little place without electricity in Cameroon for a year, learn Hebrew for fun, go to Israel and barely escaping the attacks over Christmas, etc etc. Might be a little eccentric, but it's a life filled with adventures. What am I escaping from? *** enchantment status: butterfly biscuits currently craving: maldives, fried ice-cream, coconut juice | | |
| it's 2 pm. i locked myself in my room sipping on a cup of hot chocolate, looking at the flying snowflakes outside the window. it's been so long since life was this serene, almost unrealistic.
i've been here for 2 and 1/2 months now. life is fun, lots of noises n' ppl. activities, nightwalks, dinner parties, poker nights, attempts to study, cooking, cooking, and more cooking.
sometimes i wonder, am i that accustomed to crowds that i'm losing myself? is my tolerance for loneliness really so low? am i pushing myself deliberately into these crowds to avoid feeling so empty? is it really so difficult to learn to enjoy one's own company? sigh.
it all feels like a dream. but heck, at least it might be real.
to all the lost/lonely/happy-go-lucky friends and strangers out there, cheers!
heny | | |
| i'm gonna drag my ass up and do smth productive...
gotta find motivation somewhere, and stop being so pathetic.
1.5 more months to go! i better make good use of it >.<
if not, i might as well slaughter myself ... and make some soup out of it.
saw the japanese wishing tree in isetan the other day :P
this feeling of nostalgia suddenly hit me.
so i relived those days, with a touch of 幸福. 
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| july 10th, 2 am.
numbness, is what i am.
i can taste the tears, i can feel the pain.
where's the sunshine?
is it right? is it ever right?
how would i ever find out?
journey means a new beginning,
adventure means a new challenge.
but when do new tears separate itself from old wounds?
how long will the pain last?
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