Let's play safe in Belgium

currently listening to billionaire by Travie McCoy

"there are only 15 minutes left before we rush into december 2010 and i was trying to calm myself down scracthin some words in the memory of november or belgium. unfinished. "

when it comes to the days left in london, i start to panic having a feeling of insecurity and waking up from my dream sooner or later. London is just not enough, 3 days, 3 months, or even the lifetime, just not enough. Belgium is about saturday night--shit face, tons of beers, smoking without limit, kisses with strangers, random sex. thats why i say: lets play safe.  enough said.

a week ago, belgium; a month ago, begium again. different city, same coutry and familiar taste of beers and chocolate. when i was standing in the middle of brussels square, i was bored and not a mood for anything, nothing special but its just like when you travel a lot, wandering in many different cities and countries without any concrete intention, they look just the same. i have to say that i liked belgium because the first night i was passed out and carried home by my buddy and this time i was chocolate toxicated.

Iper, Brussels, Brudge. i forgot to say that brussel is such an artistic town, walking around and sneaking into several private art galleries. some emotion just poured into my heart and i know this time how much i missed art that companied me for like past sixteen years and i decided not to keep it for life. almost cried when seeing some astonishing pieces and losing my mind for seconds. cheers, brussels.

perfectly failed on my graduate school exam. never mind. take again. i need some sort of motivation in my life for a bigger and further achievement. i just have some weird feelings about my life in london, for one hand, it is absolutely indescrible and crazy; for another hand, i was looking into myself how many things i could possibly experience and fullfil my greedy desires, and at the same time i was still looking for what i really want in life. maybe i am too rushing and i must cool down and rethink the value of life. too much thinking to deal with.

"there are three sides of a story-your side, my side and the truth, and the truth always comes out in the end" yesterday i was watching the new wall street movie-i dont understand why people criticizes its over-emphasis on relationship instead inside information of bank industry. its all the relationship among people, money is just an excuse, catalyst and invisible monster. therefore, there is no truth. people innocently keep seeking the truth side of every single story and failed in many ways but i like how the story is presented by its appearance-whoever told has its own reasons and why bothers.

belgium is another story which gets my friendship better with my friend here. got tons of sleep this week and dont want to do anything at all. then i just chill and time kills me in many ways.

its like 5pm and just woke up. oh, london, how much i like you.