tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278575522024-02-21T02:34:47.675-08:00oh! mundane!Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14179269838558696374noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857552.post-56176117412707345982013-10-29T06:49:00.001-07:002013-10-29T06:49:59.450-07:00because.<br />
<br />
there's always no time for reading.<br />
<br />
it's always too hot to read.<br />
it's always too noisy to read.<br />
it's always too dark to read.<br />
it's always too bright to read.<br />
the book is too thick.<br />
the pages are too many.<br />
the words are too big.<br />
the letters are too small.<br />
there's always another books too read!<br />
and when you want to read, you have to write!<br />
and when you have to write, you have to dance!<br />
<br />
!<br />
<br />
oh, civilization.<br />
you are so knotty!!<br />
<br />Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14179269838558696374noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857552.post-80167673639811918152010-09-19T04:26:00.000-07:002010-09-19T04:26:28.784-07:00three necessities<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZZzdkCa93wgBdpaqm9RBGZCH_x1PGrj3fCpS3nk5NJ66iJSheMJViKxuPXa7JDsjnpfWp7Y5sMvPjxVMkUBFwTOEdnuG0-U4j-W6GhI5pc6JD0taiP2gd2bXtEq0mRGrLRFU9eA/s1600/yarn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZZzdkCa93wgBdpaqm9RBGZCH_x1PGrj3fCpS3nk5NJ66iJSheMJViKxuPXa7JDsjnpfWp7Y5sMvPjxVMkUBFwTOEdnuG0-U4j-W6GhI5pc6JD0taiP2gd2bXtEq0mRGrLRFU9eA/s320/yarn.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<br />
Hope is a knife.<br />
when holding the dull side, you know that the sharp side is still there to cut your finger.<br />
<br />
you will need more than a magic shoes.<br />
because to hope, dear, it takes a great deal of courage.<br />
<br />
but when all hopes are fail,<br />
when the magic shoes won't take you anywhere,<br />
when you lost the grip, and free falling to the earth,<br />
take another heap of courage,<br />
squint your eyes, and prepare for the impact.<br />
<br />
in that case you will need another extra courage.<br />
to stand on your feet,<br />
with broken bones and all,<br />
wipe the blood off your nose,<br />
<br />
and then start another hope.<br />
<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><i>picture is from <a href="http://littlefernista.tumblr.com/">here</a></i></span>Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14179269838558696374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857552.post-49651864158835343592010-04-06T05:29:00.000-07:002010-04-06T05:29:23.413-07:00the cat is out of the bag..<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGXXo-6eklw2tpuOWYDQDqnOes87KwIHbMH8YjusPSs_osqtYnouEah2zfYKWXjOQvfo5wi1sqo5U7mTiMKkFHzu5IY_45Wcjz8mFIVmeNBs3LiIravscMpu-fgiTLsJwBywf6Tg/s1600/missing+piece+and+the+big+O.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="292" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGXXo-6eklw2tpuOWYDQDqnOes87KwIHbMH8YjusPSs_osqtYnouEah2zfYKWXjOQvfo5wi1sqo5U7mTiMKkFHzu5IY_45Wcjz8mFIVmeNBs3LiIravscMpu-fgiTLsJwBywf6Tg/s400/missing+piece+and+the+big+O.gif" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<i>the Cheshire Puss keeps staring at me, with his eternal grin, he says:</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>"which path? that dependsss.."</i></div><br />
my dreams are scattered,<br />
and my, how sneaky they are.<br />
they hide behind the clouds,<br />
while the others float in the dark blue waters,<br />
guard by anglerfish and cookiecutter sharks. <br />
<br />
so to catch 'em,<br />
whether I hop into a hot air balloon,<br />
or to dive deep into the sea abyss.<br />
<br />
into the sea abyss..<br />
neverending blues and greens surrounding you<br />
blooming corals that will guide you down to its core.<br />
there's some tiny flaws in the plan, though<br />
I don't speak fishes lingo.<br />
<br />
and yeah, I can't swim too.<br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><i>howabout</i>..</div><br />
flying with a hot air balloon.<br />
sure sounds fun!<br />
leaving all things below..<br />
just the scenery and me..<br />
but.<br />
I can't sew.<br />
moreover a big, <br />
colourful,<br />
patchful,<br />
hot air balloon.<br />
<br />
<br />
thus, <i>dearest </i>Cheshire Puss,<br />
please hold your grin for a while,<br />
and do get back inside the bag,<br />
before I hear you say, <br />
<i>"if you only walk long enough.."</i><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">the Missing Piece and Big O picture is from <a href="http://www.osorhan.com/bigo/">here</a></span> </i></div>Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14179269838558696374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857552.post-35004550746446574112010-02-28T20:54:00.000-08:002010-02-28T20:57:41.467-08:00Voices, Act 1: Thunderbelly<div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
<b><span style="font-size: 48pt;"><span style="color: red;"> <span style="color: red;">A</span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: orange;">H</span><span style="color: red;">A</span><span style="background-color: orange; color: red;"><span style="background-color: white;">HA!</span></span><span style="color: red;">!</span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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</div><span style="font-size: small;">why you cover your ears?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">yes, it's the thunder.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">yes, it's </span><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;">LOUD!</span><br />
I KNOW!<br />
but doesn't that just tickle your belly?<br />
and makes you want to laugh loudly?<br />
<br />
it doesn't?<br />
<br />
Well, I always laugh out loud when thunders are coming!<br />
;)Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14179269838558696374noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857552.post-82725616329861809802009-12-30T03:34:00.000-08:002009-12-31T11:44:07.476-08:00The Paper Mask<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">it is always on a silent day like this<br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">the breeze.<br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">the breeze and the <i>cloud...</i><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">clouds covering the light</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>curtains slowly prancing</i><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>colours are vivid</i><br />
</div><br />
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reminds me of an epic tale<br />
of love and revenge<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>the great conqueror,</i><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>the black bandit,</i><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i> </i><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.1.1.5/bmi/www.blogcdn.com/www.cinematical.com/media/2008/03/maskbandit-alex.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.1.1.5/bmi/www.blogcdn.com/www.cinematical.com/media/2008/03/maskbandit-alex.jpg" width="531" /></a><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>the failed hope to end it all,</i><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.1.1.1/bmi/www.blogcdn.com/www.cinematical.com/media/2008/03/the-wedding-ceremony.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="524" src="http://1.1.1.1/bmi/www.blogcdn.com/www.cinematical.com/media/2008/03/the-wedding-ceremony.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.1.1.3/bmi/www.blogcdn.com/www.cinematical.com/media/2008/03/ottabenga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.1.1.3/bmi/www.blogcdn.com/www.cinematical.com/media/2008/03/ottabenga.jpg" width="532" /></a><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>and the blue city</i><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>where all things fall..</i><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i> </i><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><br />
</i><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">pictures source from <a href="http://www.cinematical.com/photos/the-fall-stills/">Cinematical</a></span><br />
</i><br />
</div><i> </i>Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14179269838558696374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857552.post-83503478494111898362009-12-13T10:29:00.000-08:002009-12-13T10:29:19.148-08:00eyebrows | haiku<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><i><br />
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><i><br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">in </span></span><span style="color: #ffd966;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">morning breeze</span></span></span></i><br />
</div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large; font-style: italic;">by the mirror</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Groucho Marx </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">smiles back</span></span></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><i><br />
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</div>Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14179269838558696374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857552.post-37316231875452394832009-12-07T00:08:00.000-08:002009-12-07T00:08:44.715-08:00the mood and the food<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHcFLg_qf-aLn9B2gIpHM3GGVkROu4UdEKCTkGWTPP5Ji20WxLOWdEDuFo8xUgbVjvJcVEUrRt_iIQ5WQ66Wa3eKi_muAQ16UnPvuD4mUvd06G3T_OkE0YdyLnNMqcs6mO8q2SJg/s1600-h/tonigarcia1-567x425_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHcFLg_qf-aLn9B2gIpHM3GGVkROu4UdEKCTkGWTPP5Ji20WxLOWdEDuFo8xUgbVjvJcVEUrRt_iIQ5WQ66Wa3eKi_muAQ16UnPvuD4mUvd06G3T_OkE0YdyLnNMqcs6mO8q2SJg/s400/tonigarcia1-567x425_large.jpg" /></a><br />
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<br />
<i><b>feel good food</b></i><br />
the day is long,<br />
and you need food badly, but don't want to ruin that diet<br />
although of course a little sugar,<br />
and a little mayo here and there won't hurt anyone<br />
;)<br />
<br />
big chunks of fruits, fresh salad with any dressing<br />
lemongrass tea with extra lime<br />
take a sip<br />
take a bite<br />
feel good<br />
as easy as 1, 2, 3<br />
<br />
<br />
<i><b>angry food</b></i><br />
when everything come tumbling down,<br />
like Jill and her pail of water<br />
why the hell should you care?<br />
those ignorant people<br />
this chaotic world<br />
<br />
your low tolerance of caffeine.<br />
yeah, right.<br />
have a big jar of nice strong ice coffee<br />
and a big bowl of popcorn<br />
screw it.<br />
add extra butter to it.<br />
<br />
but as the anger won't take you anywhere.<br />
so does the food<br />
it only leads to long sleepless night, with extra migraine<br />
or straight to the toilet<br />
whether it comes out from the upper part, or the other one<br />
it is still no fun.<br />
<br />
<br />
<i><b>comfort food</b></i><br />
the kind of food you'll love after a series of bad days,<br />
when life becomes so taunting, and you just need a little reminder for all the good old days,<br />
everything will be okay, and soon you'll feel better,<br />
like when you find the perfect pillow position for your blanket fort,<br />
that leaves you with a perfect night sleep.<br />
<br />
it'll be a warm chocolate milk and a bowl of hot macaroni soup<br />
make the tummy full, you don't want another thing<br />
or a cup, a big cup, of hot lime with honey<br />
back in the days when you can't stop coughing<br />
and mommy made this to ease the lungs<br />
and ease the night<br />
<br />
**<br />
<br />
the food and the mood,<br />
three lucky guesses which one I eat right now!<span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span><br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">the poor gingerbrothers picture is from <a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.visteadecuadamente.com/conociendo-a-toni-garcia-readstyle/tonigarcia1/">here</a></span>Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14179269838558696374noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857552.post-48567371977975461842009-11-15T10:47:00.000-08:002009-11-15T10:47:39.067-08:00weird food we loved!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm3A5JMSvSl_YpYY3Oisb60hUz4gS3m_Pbd_LYBzD5xnalp86dBcBTeun92u1vLpyMdqlX8G2L35Lwvd7a0I2DeNKEb5bI9I2GbFSv3hZftykD83fP7alHaICC36Yw0qvRZIjyYA/s1600-h/foody.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm3A5JMSvSl_YpYY3Oisb60hUz4gS3m_Pbd_LYBzD5xnalp86dBcBTeun92u1vLpyMdqlX8G2L35Lwvd7a0I2DeNKEb5bI9I2GbFSv3hZftykD83fP7alHaICC36Yw0qvRZIjyYA/s400/foody.jpg" /></a><br />
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<br />
one day I asked them, what is your weird food?<br />
not comfort food,<br />
weird food.<br />
<br />
Mira, the picnic girl she is, eats salty rice cracker with a sweet, sweet, thick, condensed milk<br />
in fact, she likes to eat almost anything with a sweet, sweet, thick, condensed milk<br />
she always smiles when she does <br />
and it always gives me a fuzz.<br />
<br />
Isti, while living a life with the samurai descendants, once tried a half-raw octopus leg<br />
not with beer, although her friends beg<br />
she swallowed the squirmy chunks with a healthy vitamin C<br />
perhaps making it more gullible?<br />
and not giving you collywobble? <br />
<br />
Fikri, ol' brother o' mine, smashes the plain yogurt with no less than a plain oatmeal<br />
he savor it in the morning, he savor it in the evening<br />
and he thinks it's just a twaddle<br />
when I said he eats like a model<br />
he tried to give me a spook<br />
when I ran and say it looked like a puke<br />
<br />
the weird food I loved,<br />
iced cappuccino with fresh sliced mango,<br />
it doesn't taste good, I do admit<br />
but I laugh when I eat it<br />
for the giddiness of the tummy<br />
and the idea of being rummy<br />
<br />
oh the weird food we loved!<br />
octopus leg and salty crackers<br />
we're the only one who knows the taste best<br />
and giggles when people make weird face<br />
<br />
perhaps some think us nutter<br />
but we do know better<br />
<br />
like Silly Sesshy who nibbling at the pencil lead,<br />
maybe it's better than<br />
tortilla chips and milk!<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">the yummy picture is from <a href="http://midnightlunacy.tumblr.com/page/152">here</a></span>Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14179269838558696374noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857552.post-30012978642821909822009-11-07T21:35:00.000-08:002009-11-07T21:35:38.880-08:00teddy the Thousand D<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq3xczo8ikOy2uLgQyy6nN0lVfW5U_M9cnpGYr91TdLepIvarax3Xpgpn08bmsomEIW-E_wkxAxhf1bpMNceO_QSY4AicgZbO_jfW8LgdPe4izYQtpNFS6OEBksxLe4Kl9td2txw/s1600-h/IMG_0256-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq3xczo8ikOy2uLgQyy6nN0lVfW5U_M9cnpGYr91TdLepIvarax3Xpgpn08bmsomEIW-E_wkxAxhf1bpMNceO_QSY4AicgZbO_jfW8LgdPe4izYQtpNFS6OEBksxLe4Kl9td2txw/s400/IMG_0256-pola.jpg" /></a><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">teddy, teddy, my beloved camera<br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">named after my 'first' model<br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">not the <i>real </i>first model<br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">because no way in hell I'm going to named my beloved camera after my brother!<br />
</div><br />
teddy, teddy<br />
let's start our journey, love<br />
what's wrong?<br />
come on, come on<br />
no, wait! <br />
aww..not that damn thesis again!Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14179269838558696374noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27857552.post-92206891788118204792009-11-07T09:13:00.000-08:002009-11-07T21:12:49.639-08:00oh! a start!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7sE3TpWsJYREKsm_CSI0ZIH_eOe-MR8LobB0BaeaQBXLrF1jeYK-UbL4-kd1SBZ2rbYRT1wz8FTbFE4TmNksQzACYj7uJTVj1NGftG5auUgH8NJrJtN3Fdw6CcIs5XwekrzgSaQ/s1600-h/geisha+rawr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7sE3TpWsJYREKsm_CSI0ZIH_eOe-MR8LobB0BaeaQBXLrF1jeYK-UbL4-kd1SBZ2rbYRT1wz8FTbFE4TmNksQzACYj7uJTVj1NGftG5auUgH8NJrJtN3Fdw6CcIs5XwekrzgSaQ/s320/geisha+rawr.jpg" /></a><br />
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<i>"ob·ses·sion (əb-sěsh'ən, ŏb-)<br />
noun.<br />
1. the domination of one's thoughts or feelings by a persistent idea, image, desire, etc.<br />
2. A compulsive, often unreasonable idea or emotion."</i><br />
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indeed, I am easily obsessed with different things, so why don't I tell you about them? unlike cannabis and cocaine, no government banned it yet.<br />
indeed, I even obsessed with myself.<br />
and yes indeed, I even started to obsessed with the word indeed.<br />
ind.. damn!<br />
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