to have pronto

1. abs board: 300k
2. strappy sandals: 350k (check)
3. that very bathing suit: 250k
4. cô tô trip
5. bras, panties (check), mascara, lipstick, foundation, powder, blusher, headbands, summer dresses, etc

that's it for now.

pentel, pentel

heartbroken over the mystifying disappearance of my mechanical pencil friend,

and finding solace in this ridiculously elegant pg1505ad pentel.

4500円 (lẩm nhẩm trong đầu) khoảng $50 là hết chứ mấy.

marilyn, marilyn

"a wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left."
and you tell me that she's just another blonde?

the attitude

to
the bare layers of bricks
and the rustic door;
the oversized shade
and the square jaw;
the cut of the bra
and the tan of the cleavage;
the cargo pants
and the untied strings;
the military boots
and the artist's guitar;
the venus' arm
and the lurking silhouette;
the agent orange
and the attitude.

model: noellia marquina
photoprapher: martin horacio siles
website: http://snackt.deviantart.com/

random 01

1. im not big on tech toys (that other kind of toys is preferred) but it would be incredibly convenient, exciting and cool to have this multi-touch screen and this novatel mifi 2200 to carry around.

heres the multi-touch screen demoed by jeff han:



i know i might sound trite and frivolous with these "incredibly convenient", "exciting", and "cool" adjectives. but ultimately, i am also aware that this is not about the new "stuffs" but rather about the inspiration and the thrill that the new "stuffs" confer upon us.

also at nyt was this piece on how small-sized banks in the US are doing in this time of turmoil. reading the piece, i am temporarily yet inconsolably missing henniker and its nice, friendly people. other than that, im learning to appreciate beauty again. thanks to the internet in general, to ted in particular, and most of all to the habit of reading.

2. the ghost of the future chases me to the shadow of the past.

"Our house might be small yet elegant. My second favorite in the house would be the semi-sunroom-hallway that’d connect the two wooden staircases. There would be a day-bed there, with stacks of magazine at its feet, right next to the floor-to-ceiling glass wall which would be clothed by a pair of cream, see-through curtains. Your second favorite in the house would be the basement room where all your three or four [musical instruments] located. The basement room is sound-proof so you could freely practice with your band or give private lessons down here. Our favorite in the house would be the bedroom on the mezzanine. Low platform bed with down linen comforter and big pillows, soft lighting, wall-to-wall bookcase, walk-in closet. Our home was beautiful because the beauty was in us, in you and me that filled the place with love and life.”

that was me, five years ago. the passage was part of what turns out to be a self-pitying, neurotic, obssesive, and minutest 100-page-plus monologue. it might sound vaguely familiar to some while annoyingly cliché to others, but either way, bear with me here.

now that im looking for stuffs to fill in this behemoth of the new house, i cant help but wonder when i will be able to afford a place i can call my own. i will still have the low platform bed with down linen comforter and big pillows, the soft lighting, the wall-to-wall bookcase, and certainly the day-bed in the semi-sunroom-hallway. the only change here, i guess, is that its not longer "our house" but rather "my place". it will be a long and winding road to "my place" but once i get there, i wanna be there on my own for a while before giving it ("my place" - my life) up to someone. taking the blame, i now realize that after all these years, i eventually start making things for just me and myself.

last words: forward-thinking, though embraced, certainly doesnt help the longing sentiment ive already set aside for somewhere in the past.

ikea, neimann, vs, beanbag

cả đêm ngồi (thực ra là nằm) lục lọi mỏi mắt trên ikea (cả neimann marcus và victoria's secrets nữa).

đặc biệt thèm thuồng nhỏ rãi một cái beanbag để quẳng vào góc nhà cạnh cửa sổ mà đek thấy hàng nào ở nhà bán.

làm thế nào chừ?

Lệ Thu - Hoài Cảm

Hoài Cảm được sáng tác khi tác giả Cung Tiến khoảng 14, 15 tuổi. có lẽ bài này cũng hơi bị cheesy so với tâm trạng mình những ngày này, nhưng càng nghe càng thấy nhớ... hạnh phúc nhiều khi chỉ đơn giản như thế thôi, nhỉ?

mình tự hỏi tại sao cuộc sống bây giờ đầy đủ hơn, cả tinh thần, thể chất, lẫn vật chất, thế mà việc sáng tác được một bài hát đẹp lại như một mission impossible.

______

...and all of a sudden, all the memories we had together just turned out to be so crystal clear as if they happened just yesterday when we were riding in the rain, when we were sitting by the Lake of the Returned Sword, sipping the late night green tea. and on a night like this, when the crowd is gone and im all alone, when the cappuccino is cold and so are my hands, when the cigarettes smoke all dissolves but the nicotine is spinning my head, when im exhausted but can hardly sleep, i miss you so much. i miss you terribly. i wish you could be by my side tonight, or maybe just an hour, maybe just a few minutes, so that i can touch you, feel you, so that i can lie down next to you, maybe rub my head against your chest...

i sigh and wonder when will i see you again?

Must have been love - Saturday April 22nd, 2006 - 01:15am (EDT)