Salmon No Satto Yaki

Toilet-Love-Affair

My happy thoughts and lethargic days evolve around this guy.

Paraglide

My life is worth 7,000 yen only. But I'm excited. It will be on the 23rd of this month. And I will be flying against all odds.

Hmmm, my emotional brain is thinking of how to overcome this extreme experience I will be facing soon... Amygdala sure won't be my nice-y mate when I'm up the sky to support me of this plight, oh I mean, during this human flight with only inflated wings as my threshold to death. Eyes rolling. If this death defying act would turn me into a bird, oh dear heavens, eversince I was a small child I wish to become an angel... Well, not all angels have halos. Ain't it right, aight?

"I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away. I don't know where my soul is. I don't know where my home is(And baby all I need for you to know is)... I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away. I don't know where my soul is. I don't know where my home is." ~Nelly Furtado

Dinner's Salad

Whatever

It spells pain...

Halloween Special

The Cast

Thanks Totomai for this! You were Janjan-kun's fave at karaoke. Congratulations, you're a certified karaoke-ist, haha!

Let's Eat!

Drained

Exact word to describe me these days. During the three-day drill of torture, I didn't want to think anymore. Not even the food that I should put in my mouth. It was that mentally excruciating for me. And a joke that I shared with my Scottish colleague,

my brain's spitting out a lot of figures. I'm sorry but the 10M quota. Paging clients!

Bonding

Stocks Basics

What are stocks really? How they are traded? Would you buy stocks and much more? Do you know what causes prices to change? Tell me quick... where to put your money and help me out in making investment decisions. Because the only risk I know I've learned so far is, protect myself from getting dark circles under my eyes and be one of those sad guys on trading floors. I just can't be one of 'em. Please.

I Wish

...for 'The White Tiger' book on my hand. Soon!

Fuji Speedway Circuit

Waiting (Third Day-Final Race!)

iPhone 1

iPhone 2

My Tamiya :p

Glum

Wii-kend

From The Mail

Why why why do we have to part?
When life is such an art.
It may be cubism to thee,
or realism to me.
Do you prefer Zobel's abstract?
Or Amorsolo's real life?

To answer you dearest, I grew up in Amorsolo's light. If you thought I'd like to conjoin myself to the leisure of the world, I think I deserve a life that defines me.

boyeng, my boyeng
thoughts of you still fills my mind
though life is so unkind

boyeng, my boyeng
Sweetie, of my heart
why do we have to part
our life changed so much
why can't it stay as such

through random destiny we met
til the time we got wet
from pagadian's rain
to our hearts pain

take care my Sweetie,
this Pumpkin's gotta part.

You lavished me with your love and devotion. I didn't take that for granted. I hope. It was a profuse courtship. You were very extravagant to me. The daily courier service. When Mr. Messenger who always showed up at almost same time of every day, that after a lengthy period of time my two adorable spitz finally acquiesced to his regular visibility not having too territorial anymore. Books, mags and any read-thing you thought I'd like... You scrounged your aunt's bookstore, or had gone far north just so to delight the pleasures of my eyes. Chocolates, fruities and all sweets. Even the tea bags you got me from China or elsewhere, or the fruition of your labor from your family's grand orchard, neither the butterflies you took from your Nai-nai's gardenia nor the flowers you plucked were put to waste. I savored in this graciousness you exhibited, more so indulged me of long hours of nonsense over phone whenever I was on a hissy fit. What more I could want?

You didn't stop despite an intervening space measured a greater telephone bill rate. Nor the expanse of communication were put to limit. You stretched poles and contested at will that courtship knows no boundaries, that it doesn't end there because I moved out of country. But I think I have the end of the bargain. So I had to. And it's been almost a year now since I last told you two years ago. A year of distant thoughts, smiles, or like-ness. Until today. I thank you for this mail. I feel released from this pang of guilt I knew I've hurt you.

You're most kind and understanding person. You have a big heart and very down-to-earth. But wealth is never important. You need to get out of that shelter sometimes, from the comfort zones which veneer you of what life should take about. It's rough I know, but the truth is, I could not take myself for a business trip. If you want to start a relationship, make it a relationship; not a business creation.

Because I was never part of a business deal. Nor I am business itself.

Facebook

One friend online. Idle. Left a message.

I want a slap.

7 minutes later, my phone rang.

Go on, sap.

Muffled sobs... convulsive breathings... hushed. My refusal to speak didn't stop him to torment me in what he calls one of my-fits, the recounted saga of life's dailiness and its sagging edges. Declivitous. Revealing against my desire. Tears; it pours out my heart.

You chose to be in that tangle. You outline everything in obscure ways, because you think life won't be as carefree without the twists and off-the-beaten-tracks. Why are you crying now?

He said that in pure contemptuous mirth. Succinct and true, like a two-edged sword gashed through me.

Litte Store

Utterly divine!

Love the vintage-feel. Me wants!

For the new job. It fits perfectly.

If I feel like flaunting the way of the Tokyoites, this will never wane out in Ginza fashion. But in investment or foreign exhange trading, this equals to the aggressive trend of the market.

My vagabond lifestyle. Dot. Dot. Dot. Away.

Just go visit Chie. I know you will love her.

Sushi

Yokosuka-shot

Peace Out

Because he didn't want to attend his little school that costs a fortune to his dad's pocket, we decided to go round the shopping strait and splurged the afternoon's golden time we only have a chance once in a month or so... and that's really like --hundred years of being outcast from each other.

Eye-pop

Hmmm, I'll take this organza dress with lace to a garden wedding.

Because of its simplicity! This ruched-bodice gown is a flatter I want to try put on.

Because I'm thin, I need something that will frame my body.

Since my best friend and her fiance are thinking of having an intimate wedding in a beach resort, I am considering this Grecian toga-style dress. It's easy and, will allow you more motion as it drapes your figure loosely.

The chic knotted straps --make this in a floral pattern dress; is exceptional for an eye-popping entrance.

A ball gown! Just in case the couple will change their minds :p Let me take off that ruffle trim on the sides. I am loving this blue brocade gown.

I know it's not me who's going to walk down the aisle. I just can't help my excitement. My girl friend will take the grandeur of her life soon. And our clique will unfurl the splendor of her last day as she closes a chapter of her life.

Dress

I just thought this will do... I'd like to don this on my best friend's wedding.

Mikazuki

Another one from my fave. Either I'll be in her concert soon, or be in that cave soonest. Next month, for a week, I'll be gone traipsing along the coast. Tramp about my butt there and whack out my bank.

Little Boy

     The little man wants to thank you, friends, for the greet. He still thinks it's still his birthday. The singing and discussion will never end. He'd go over these pictures and he'd leap recalling the fun he had at that time. If you'd not listen to his squeals, he would really squeeze your face and have it focused to his. He wants you to listen to his chatters.
So I thought I'd like to share some of his little adventures...

Engaged

     My best friend is! We spent almost three hours of gushing and at the same time crying on the phone. I couldn't help it. I am so happy for her. She deserves the best; what her heart truly desires in God's grace. And I thank the guy who did not only capture her heart but who also shares her faith to God.

     Dear God, I am much elated to have heard how blessed my friend is. We are so much overjoyed for this certain point of her life. You really work wonders. Oh dear Father, we always continue to pray that they both remain steadfast in Your Love and that it may flourish till end. And dear Lord, I pray also for my own... I surrender my feelings to You; my confusion, my angst, my worthless wanderings, my complains and my all. Bless my heart, renew my mind and rekindle my spirit. You're the only One who knows me truly, inside and out.

your breath is reality.
you're a thick thought on a bounty.
you're sphinx, you' re thorough,
you're lucid, your incognito.

pull me when your done,
laying down a concocted plan.
i disdain your overtures.
i'm tired of wishes.

if misery is your tidings, let thee sleep.
i'm not the crucible, yet your path is my path.
i afford no resistance, in silence i bleed deep.
i submit to you, in meek i take my wrath.

and before iris shut, i be laid in your lesson
let my solace be to ask thee self a question
were you right all along?
were you never wrong?

Rush

I don't have enough time for myself lately. Yes, I am that frazzled with life. After I have finished my shift in the restaurant, I run here at the hotel. Brush up a bit, do some a little make over, then voila! I am typing my thoughts. The small amount of time I could sneak.
Oh, oh, oh, my bad. I have to call my favorite nephew on his 3rd birthday. Last night, he was singing to his own birthday when I chanced him on the phone. My achi had it on me that little boy was actually in front of his cake as if blowing to some candles weren't there. And he kept on singing even if I had to remind him it's still a day early for his big day.
Well, tomorrow will be a big day for us. Because I'm going to treat him to the water park.

Oh Kimi!

Man

In the core, in the shadows, 

In solitude, in throngs.

Your name, your sweet lips...

You etch my thoughts...

In the fires of daylight...

In the afternoon lines,

In the tacit moon night,

You linger in my thoughts.

Through every moment the iris pauses

In every grunt, breathe poses

In every fidgeting the heart beats

You enkindle my thoughts.

Every line your smile makes

Every air your life take

The kindred in your movements

Perfect simple moments...

Your eyes; my heaven

Your touch; my passion

Your kiss; my yearning 

Your love; a lifetime.

Homey Comfy

Wake me up. Not with sweet kisses and tight hugs... Wake me up in violent convulsions... Wake me up from this selfish slumber... I have been complaining too much that I forgot to count my blessings. I have been looking at myself for too long, and that I only see my reflection in you. I have been too busy asking God why I always suffer that I overlooked you... In awe, I am seeing you now... You are my gift. A testament to God's power of creation. I am not the prize, rather I am a compliment to your perfection.

If This Bag Could Talk

I want a new one.

Lost

It's been a while since I last got hold of you. You've been all over the place. So busy... You've been over speeding for a time now. I am wishfully thinking that your ghastly preoccupation is not a deliberate effort to avoid our little talks. How are you? How have you been the past days? Weeks? Months...? It's been that long. I hear you got it going with work. Good pay? Is it intellectually rewarding? I am happy for you. Finally you have landed a job that will consume your ennui and will bleed you as you sweetly desired.

Honestly, how are you? Why haven’t you talked to me like we used to? I see that you are still putting up that "seem so seamless" smile. Your swagger, your gait is still impeccable... You almost lost me in translation. I gather that you have yet to give up on the idea that "things will come to you when you want them to find you..." I don't question it. I rather want to ask, are you not tired of it? Are you not yearning for something that will give you meaning? Are you not tired of complaining? Aren't you?

Have you lost the thirst for the water of life? Are you afraid still to let go the protection of your pride? Are you still keeping on the safe side of the shore?

You told me once that life is a stage. We play our very part and we wear our masks like our own. Yet, at the end of the day we remember still our own selves and let go of the mask. If I look deep inside of you, will I still see the glimmer of who you really are?

I miss our silent moments when we talk about you. I miss the fleeting feeling of you being grand and intent on your dreams. Please do not distrust the notion of invincible hands and concocted coincidences. Please don't stop dreaming...

I know you are trying to deal with life's inconsistencies... Sometimes you just have to admit that there are some things that need not explanation. Rather, it requires full acceptance. It's not a sin to "accept your ignorance in some things". It doesn't make you less intelligent, it makes you more of a man.

Now, go find whoever that someone is... Ask the questions you have been keeping in the deepest chamber of your soul. Tell the things you hold dearly.

It’s been great talking to you. I missed you. See you deep inside.