Scotland: 50p of rainboots

currently listening to Love the way you lie by Eminem

my favorite quotes
"you are too cool for school"--MA
"you are special. you are just beautiful in every single way."--DB

many times i almost cry when i am walking in the middle of london having a feeling of lost, or when i am climbing the mountains with some sort of loneliness or when im falling asleep next to someone i like or i imagine i like. moments are to be remembered or made people moved--tears in the eyes, just running.

fort william-glenfinann-edinburgh. scotland reminds me of two places that i have been to and i hope to go back again--interlaken and cape town. interlaken, a small and beautiful mountain-view town, is situated in switzerland-so peaceful and astonishing just by chilling around. cape town, at the south of africa, owns mountains and oceans. scotland, in my image, is surrounded by these natural gifts with its unique colors.  still in shock about the multi-layers design of edinburgh, i thought it was mysterious that you could always see another lower level layer at where you are standing.

i used to write a lot of journals, short stories and poetry to keep track of my life, to have something in memory or to feel occupied. later on, when my life is becoming complicated, there is no time for me to narrate what my life consist of. it is moving on without any sort of clues or hints. so i wonder what the point of writing journals, dairy, or even blogs--i mean if all the writings are about what exactly i did--these will be boring, who cares? rather, i would like to have these days to be forgotten or to be none--just having the moment of myself and doing nothing at all.

some major words.
napping-whisky-rejection-scotish dance-walking in the rain-"things i love about Roy"-Empty-hiking-being stupid-cat-7 beers and 2 shots-stay loneliness-being cool-reindeer

make yourself dirty. im telling you that 50p is worth every single penny . last word, maybe you can leave yourself some time and some space to figure out another side of you but i decide not to like you any more. i love the way you lie.

scots. we need to spend some time with ourselves,at least, i do. when the sun rises, i should say good bye and good night to myself.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM.

Amsterdam--smoking is legal

currently listenting to Ignition by R.Kelly

what a night with all the craps going on with my life, somehow i cannot hold my breath or even let the air in for a second. what i am doing right now is what i want to do and dream to do, so what is the goddamn problem here? why am i not enjoying being crazily and absurdly busy in real life? you know why--i just want to be perfect and why is that a problem?

amsterdam is the place to be--be high, be happy and be free. i like amsterdam because i dont even want to be a tourist by giving those bullshit brochures about the places of interests and all i want to do is being happy, that is to say, being high from smoking. i cannot recall how i come over all the difficuties and get back to London but i had a blast in amsterdam, spirtually and physically. however, this month is not my month--its just things are going towards the way you hope to be, reversely, going agaist it. this sucks balls. unfortunately, it happened  A LOT recently.

went to van gogh museum, i still never thought i would be so moved and impacted by all the paintings and drawings, they are astonishing, especially you are looking at them with some inspiration of arts.

im literally stressed out by this damn internship application--cover letter, resume and email--i know exactly how i should format and everything is in my mind but i just cant compose a sentence and put all the words together. maybe im tired. maybe life itself is not easy to live up.

all i need is love.  work-out is a must. classes and work are required. travelling is necessary. exam is priority. but life is a crap.

to=do=list:
1. G space space Mt.
2. In ter n space space
3. Reading.
4. Brussel, Bacelona or Copenhagen?

good night, im going to crash in bed and dream the hell out of reality.

London: storyteller of Shakespeare

currently listening Better Together by Jack Johnson

im not in a mood for anything but his music is the best therapy for me at the moment, pacifying all the tiredness and craziness from what happened in London.  London is the place to be who you wanna be-actor, plumber, liar or someone else. i dont know whether people keep themselves busy every day for avoiding the feeling of being lonely or they are just busy for no reasons. it is easy to get lost in this big city--London.

fashion week is definitely a retreat for a long time myself being dumped by fashion industry and a jump-up for the taste of new trend. glamourous is not the word what im looking for, maybe the word "being" fits better. i was still overwhelmed by the sparkling lighting of catwalk stage and bloodless expession of models. anyway, flashing never stoppped during the entire catwalk and i actually did not pay close attention to the real dress of the models.

schedule just sorted out, sadly, there was no room for having fun at night, packing with tons of work instead. i think that is life, the life i choose to be and live on. much to say but little to tell about London. having been here for almost two weeks, i was wondering where i will be next time, another city like here or somewhere different--i dont know, life is tricky.

raining the whole day again. that sucks. hot chotolate is the best medicine for being sick after a shower. good night, Londoner.

craziness in India

currently listening to Crash into me by Dave Matthews

after a long trip of South Africa and Europe, with a low expectation for another journel, i accidently and fortunately arrived in New Delhi, India for my upcoming volunteer work. about india, the image flowing in my mind is about an indian girl's innocent smile in a noisy and busy rural setting background. of course, we started our one-week orientation full of sightseeing and some useful information. Learning Hindi, having vegetarian meals daily, and walking in the extremely hot weather, i cannot complain how much culture shock i experience each day.

india and china are totally different, which has been said many times that they are the same, or at least, for the most part. it is wrong. no matter politics, economics, people, culture and religion, india has its own asset and speciality. maybe the most striking thing for me is that there is no other places like India that traffic takes over everywhere. nevertheless to say, traffic is crazy, terrifying and dangerous. at the intersection, there are no red and green lights, all kinds of vehicle trap into each other, causing non-stop traffic jam.

still up this late, i dont know what im thinking at this moment. honestly, i enjoy india and i find peace here. it is just so different from the trip to south africa and europe. stuck in the middle of the visa issue for London, i have no ideas how to get through all the difficulties and clean the mess in my life. once i choose this lifestyle, then i have to continue to finish my journel. its all about world-hunting. no fear and all adventure. sometimes, we feel now we are exploring the world,  not all of it but some of which we have encourage to do so, in fact, we are going deep inside ourselves.

favorite picture. obssessed with the sunshine through the window, im just watching, bathing and pondering.

Taj Mahj tomorrow and volunteer starts monday. my life is extraordnary and self-contented.

No where else but Rhodes

So we are on the way to the islands of Rhodes by boat, kind of having some dizziness from Athens but grabbing a Greek beer, which actually tastes pretty cool. I cant recall most of the time in Athens because of drunkenness we had every single night. First of all, after arriving in the hotel, we went straight to the 21st floor rooftop pool partying, having some drinks and swimming. The weather is hot as funk, so are those girls with their tiny bikini.

Spending the whole evening drinking at rooftop and lying on the soft coach nearby the pool, I was almost falling asleep in this beautiful and cloudy late afternoon. Isn’t life amazing. The next day, we had a blast at the island—the beach club. It was incredibly crowded but inexplicably superb. Lots of people, dancing and smoking, were melt in this atmosphere. Absolutely ignore the site Acropolis, I took the city site bus, having a small nap with myself.

Let’s go back a bit where did we go before Athens? Milan. Venice, the city on the water, was our destination. Thus, another lazy afternoon was gone without any hesitation. The only comment about Milan is that everyone knows how to dress well, very well, especially for guys. With some old smell of this industrial city, fashion no doubt stands out with the way people present their attitudes to fashion.

It is time to view the sunset on the boat, and I am going to stop writing, wandering and chasing my mind. Let the game start and let us go crazy for life.

Perfectly Lonely, Paris

currently listening to perfectly lonely

feeling endlessly tired while walking back to the hotel, i am wondering what life feels like living in this city--Paris--that name was called many times by lovers or dreamer.   some moments about Paris that i will never forget or think of again.  Paris is slow or people in paris is slow, but at the same time, it is relaxing and chilling. the attitude to life is not whatever but who cares.

havent written anything about the last day in south africa, i was in hurry to Paris, spending time with myself in Paris. this is absolutley releasing from the past. nearly visited every single celebrated sites and cant stop taking pictures.  to me, it is all about learning--another way to be knowledgeable, just being a student not a tourist.

what did i do in paris. nothing, just chilling. grabbing some coffee with my friend whom i havent seen for like eight years, we watch people passing by and wait the sun going down, comfortably silent.  i just keep walking at every corner of this city and getting lost, honestly, it is a special feeling when you lost in such beautiful city.

modern art museum is definitely the best place i have ever been to. the ideas are indescribly amazing.  world-hunting is still moving on. so much happened, so little to say.  this is the life supposed to be.

Ciao, Paris.

Stellenbosch-unbelievable night

currently listen to stereo love by Edward Maya and Vika Jigulia

a glass of wine in hand, cutting off a slice of steak, watching the game Germany vs. Spain in Stellenbosch, i was sitting at the corner of the table, wandering my mind and feeling a sense of craziness. with a bit tipsy, we started hunting the bars in this small town--Stellenborch, somewhere South Africa.  went to dance in the crowd, i could not hear the wave of music, just shaking my body non-stop.

its been really amazing, the day of my life in south africa--every morning i wake up, i know it is another adventure, also part of life.

standing at the farthest south part of Africa, i have no ideas how to express the wildness of my nature, just climbing up to the top of the mountain, letting the strong wind blow you away. we young kids completely forget about the danger of lives and the height of mountains,  and we just keep running and trying to reach the final destinate--the closest point to the ocean.

we are going down, down to the hell. have you ever seen the highest wave of the ocean and have you ever been standing in front of it, a feeling of death. yea, crazy--this is all life about.

yestesday was the best day of my life. sandboading and quad biking. i always want to outdoors but it has never been given me an opportunity to put in that situation. this time, i had a blast, no matter how many times i fell down from the sandboard and rolled over on the sand, no matter how hard i was trying to control the balance of my body. i cant explain the moment cuz i killed it. afterwards, quad biking is the most adventurous thing i have done ever. frankily, controlling is not definitely easy, especially for quad bike. driving can be so much fun without the limit of speed, thats what we do.

isnt life amazing? time flies, really. hell no. every day is so unique and special and i cant put words into it. south africa definitely made my life extraordinary and new vision about living. the last night in south africa, let me write, let me drink and let me enjoy every minute now and the rest of my life.

good night and good bye, south africa.