Passing storm

Roaring thunder, drumming of raindrops on the roof, 'castle on a cloud' playing at the background. I'm at peace, staring into Yumi's eyes I see the contrary. I see fear.

The bubbly side of her has been overtaken by fear, loud noises startled her. For comfort and assurance, she now rest by my feet under the table. There's little I could do, quietly I sat beside her, waiting for the passing storm to subside.

Presents

Plane Spotting

On the way to collect Cow's stuff from work, he suggested stopping by the plane landing route for some snaps.
... ... ... ... ... as it turned out for me, its kinda boring. The only enjoyable part was chilling out with Super Cow.
No I can't even identify the difference between an Airbus or a Boeing, its just another plane to me.
During the interval of which landing, I discovered how charming Cow's legs looked lol, oh another finding, I'm more interested in rocks and pebbles than planes. Ultimate conclusion? I can never be a plane stalker!!!

Saint Valentine's

Cow, *grin* Happy Valentine's. *Hugs* Thanks for the flowers my Super Cow.
And to all out there, may you all have a great one.

Too lazy to cook

Dug up some frozen lamb chops from the freezer and dinner caveman style. BBQ under the moonlight sounds romantic,... not really when the porch is filled with choking smoke and left over coals on the floor to clean up the next day.

Thankful that I don't have to cook, Cow did all the dirty job inhaling all the soot on my behalf. Nevertheless dinner was as usual yummy, as he always puts it, cooked with love lol.

针孔中的另一个世界

每當看見可愛或充滿美感的事物，不然地就有一股衝動拿起相機想把那一幕捕抓下來。

按快門的那份快感仿佛就把我帶進了另一個世界， 那個世界沒有任何人，只有我和手裏的相機。
身邊所有的人一瞬間都變透明了，那個世界好安靜。

我不是個專業攝影師，拍的照也不完美，我只是利用相機把個人覺得美麗的事物記錄下來。
不料慢慢地這種陶醉就上癮了。

我忠於原味，喜歡簡單舒服，
吵雜讓我慌，也這樣不時會被誤認爲孤僻一族。

不覺地我愛上了针孔裏的那個無聲的世界。

Whenever I come across an object that interests me, there is an impulse to pick up the camera.
The excitement with every click of the shutter, absorbed into the pinhole, it brings me into another world.
At that very moment all the people and hassle around me just vanished, that world is silent.
I am not a photographer and my photos are not perfect, I'm merely writing a pictorial diary.
It slowly became an addiction.
I love raw elements, simplicity and comfort,
Noises make me nervous, from time to time I've been mistaken to be unsociable.
Naturally, I fell in love with the silent world in the pinhole.

My Blah Week

This entry started with a burst of giggles in amidst of the ratting of machine guns and the sweet aroma of coffee. Haven't had the motivation to pen down all the thoughts this week, might be due to my soap opera obsession again.

I've to say, my life is still simple enough compared to many of my friends. As they hassle around their jobs, family, children and other errands, I'm sitting here blogging, sipping my coffee with my headphones on.
Chatting with one of my dear girlfriends the other day, unfortunate news arrived that her husband has been retrenched on that very same day. With a new flat and her baby princess who just started school, she hasn't lost a bit of her optimism. Back in school she's pretty strong, and she hasn't lost a bit of that virtue.
With recession floating around, many had asked about our well-being. Grateful that I'm still in their thoughts, yes I do worry at the same time I prayed and kept my faith.

Back to my week, it's been pretty blah, it would just bore you to death listening. Dog-sitting Pluto while the Lees were away was sadly the only highlight of the week and Cow's long gaming session with Ads. Other than that, Mr Mailman paid me a visit. I've been waiting for my parcel the whole week, and with fear that I might miss him, I've appointed Yumi as my faithful doorbell (Our cheap doorbell has been very temperamental). Fenced her up in the living room and left the front door opened, making it really obvious to Mr Mailman that we are home. Yesterday afternoon, her howl echoed the hallway, I flew down the the flight of steps and there he was, laughing. Throughout the signing of the parcel, he kept laughing and pointing to the door. Seemed to me that he found Yumi's weird whining noises entertaining (giggles).

Sighing

Sighing is as natural as a yawn to me, just a ball of gas that needs to be let out.

It's a habit that takes place subconsciously, to the point that I might not even notice it's happened.
The sigh count mostly increased when my mind isn't stimulated enough, meaning I'm bored. Or those times when things were beyond my control, sighing is like a way to relieve my mind.

Never have I experienced being blamed for such a small gesture. It's not like I'm kicking a fuss over nothing, or smashing stuff when I'm frustrated (my way of venting anger, it worked all the time, I'm pretty destructive when my mood gets really bad). Got the blame for someone else's assumption, my sigh was taken as the last straw,... an issue of bad timing when the ball of gas was let out.

Unjustified is all I can say. Apology accepted, but still the fact that such a small gesture ended me up with a bad migraine and not to mention wasting forty minutes to resolve the issue which wasn't even started by me,.... I can't control myself but to let out another silent sigh.