Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Not dead, still alive.
Not busy, just lazy.

Sunday, January 13, 2008


It's going to rain, again. It's been raining everyday here, blazing hot around midday. But once evening crawl on, it starts to drizzle. And as time goes on, it gets heavier. Even the smell of moist ground mix with soil and freshly mown grass in the air no longer feels fresh or different. Just another typical rainy day.

It is indeed odd, when there are days you crave to be left alone, for some extra privacy. But then, the only thing you have been doing lately was spending all those lonely hours, alone. You willingly lock yourself in your little world within the walls of your tiny little room. A place where every single corner are so familiar even only by its feel, not touch.

You left yourself lost in a world where you will never be found. You buried yourself in a place where no one understand you except you yourself. In fact, you are not sure if there's anyone but you, there.

You question, why after all these hours and days spend wallowing in a self made solitary world, its still not enough.? Why are you still asking for more.?

It does not make sense. Or was it suppose to make sense?

To question what we ourselves enquired for at the beginning, with no answers behind that explains why did we ask to begin with.

Something that ought not to be known, to be left just as it is. With a slight mysterious scent that lingers upon it, as a cover up. But perhaps, it is not that it cannot be understood, but rather something for you to ponder and make you feel restless, in doubt and start thinking.

When at the end, I wrote this, with no base at all, just for the sake of writing. Have you really, been wondering then.?

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Seven to Eight

(Scene of Winter Sonata)

Somehow I was never a photo blogger, nor would I try to be one. There are attempts of course, but then, it just never got to me. This is simply a different one, its a different year after all.

(Frozen fountain on a frozen pond)

I think it all began with being someone who's hardly interested in cam-whoring. I find it clashes with who I am, not that I do not appreciate every single moment, but somehow I never chose to capture them with a simple few clicks.

(Taebaek mountain range of Seoraksan National Park)

As for the reason of why I don't, I myself is not quite sure. Perhaps is because I find myself unphotogenic, or because photos sometimes reveal unspoken secret that you simply cannot hide.

(Everland, Korea's Disneyland)

People take photos to savour sweet memories, something that one day when they look back, they could tell a beautiful story based on those captivating moments. Something to remind them, a little artwork that tells you after all the hard work you've done, its actually worth it.

(Four Season's Garden of Everland)

And yes, I do agree a picture is worth more than a thousand words. It is I believe a great relief to a lot of people out there for something is better left unsaid and the responsibility to express is conveniently shifted into the visual department.

(Lotte World)

Another year had gone, a reason for people to reflect what they've achieve throughout those 365 days that seems to evaporate after a good night sleep. Of all the happenings within a year which tell you which route to follow, and which to not, for the brand new year.

(Lotte World's Christmas Parade)

There are those who say there's nothing much to celebrate, its just like our birthdays, its comes and goes every year and how special can that be, the meaning of it thinned at a gradual speed as one simply has too much of it.

(War Memorial)

But then, even if one agrees of it returning every year in a same cycle, some would certainly say it is still a different year than the one before. You will never have the same year twice, nor would you be the same age for more than once after the year has melted. And perhaps that alone is enough a reason for one special fine day.

(Pair of Liger , product from a male Lion and female Tiger)

New year resolutions are made every year, and of course, broken every year too. Pretty often, people tend to continue their last year's resolution, in other words, make it your resolution to achieve the one made earlier. Now, perhaps one might just wonder how many resolutions have you made in order to fulfill previous ones.

Maybe this is odd, but for the past few days, I've been trying to recall what was my year 2007 resolution. And I just haven't got the slightest clue at all of whatever it was. I guess I'll just settle with not even having one at all.

Happy New Year..=)