Quick update.. that will be filled up with details soon:

1. Michelle Ong is here! Whoohoo. Living in my little space. She’s one crazy, unpredictable girl. ♥
2. She brought goodies from home: CURRY. BAK KUT TEH. PANDAN FLAVOURING. TOMYAM. CHICKENRICE FLAVOURING. KAYA. She can live here forever, if she keeps bringing these for me. Heehee.
3. Oyasumi (Holidays) in 2 days !
4. Guns N Roses are FREAKING CRAZY AWESOME. Although they were about 5 cm tall from our seats – it was a greaaaaaattttt, LEGENDARY NIGHT!! (: LIVE & LET DIEEEEEE!!!
5. I am loving my GNR Tshirt. I’m going to wear it SOON.
6. There was a crazy long line to get souveniers after the concert – it was crazy long. Japanese do love their souveniers.
7. We met the craziest dude in the whole of Tokyo after GNR. I laughed so hard it hurt. Oh yeah, and he’s a metal rock singer in Japan, from Australia.
8. I love Harajuku. Went there with Nancy & Susan today. Love. It. & bumped into Perttu & Elina too. How random. And I took 30mins to find Nancy, but I spotted Pertty & Elina not once, but twice. How crazy is that?
9. Its insanely cold. I don’t do cold! Freaking hell. And, and, and, the sun is out so nice and bright, it makes me feel all paradoxical. Cos I do not feel the heat!!!! Although I am glad I am not feeling the humidity and melting away, like back home.
10. Ayaka is an awesome singer! I love that girl. She’s so cute & pretty and has an amazingggggggg voice!
11. We went to Ruby Room, it was an open mic bar night. It was awesome. Very cool.
12. Nights out with Ann, is always crazy. She’s been good (ie. mostly sober) for the last 3 nights we’ve been out. Very proud of her. (:
13. I cannot survive on 2 hours sleep, if the night before was spent partying. Although I did do really well in Japanese class. I got a “Subarashi!”. HAHAHA. I fell asleep 3 times on the train when I finally headed home… and I think I was standing up for 2 times out of those 3.
14. I finish my ceramics course on Tuesday. And I’ve seen most of the pieces I’ve finished – and I LOVE THEM. (: Its so Japanese. The way I learnt it here is soo different from what I did back home, and I can’t decide which I prefer. Although I think I learnt more skills from this sensei than I did the last time when I learnt it a few years ago.
15. I miss Mayjean Lim. WHY must you be in Australia?
16. I love Ann Soelberg.
17. I love Tokyo. I love Japan. I never want to leave.

Night world.

Oyasuminasai.

French Navy by Camera Obscura

We met by a trick of fate/
French navy, my sailor/
I wanted to control it/
But love I couldn’t hold it.

I must get out of this impasse.
I need to stick to my resolve.
I need to make up my mind.

I tell my friends to go for it in their situations, but I stay by the sidelines in mine.
Its a matter of knowing the game, I suppose, and in this game of mine, I’ll lose.

Simply put.
I have to matter. I have to mean something more.
To be cared for.

For the record, I’m not looking for marriage – yet. (Are you crazy??!)

One kiss
& I’m lost.

I’m lost.
I’m trapped.
In my own decisions.
And indecisions.
Which direction does regret lie?

A weak heart.
Doesn’t work without emotional
Support.
But from him, that, I won’t
Receive.

After being told I was ridiculous,
That what I was meant to do was
Obvious
And that I was being worried about.

I said the hard words,
but the heart won’t listen.

Don’t I fucking deserve better than this.

You lie next to me
and it feels like
A sweet dream.
But to you, I’m
nothing.

The Atomic Bomb Dome
5/12/2009
Hiroshima

A stark and melancholic reminder of the horror of the atomic bomb dropped directly above this building. It serves as a reminder of the atrocities of war and the innocent deaths that were taken away.

A poignant remnant of a city devastated by just a drop of a bomb. That mushroom cloud. An experimental bombing.

超見たい！I really want to see this film!

Its like day & night.
They meet only at twilight and dawn.
They attract and yet the instances pass.

Its like light & dark.
You can’t have one without the other.
And you can’t have one and the other.

The rain falls gently outside.
The clocks tick ceaselessly inside.
Pitter, tick, patter, tock.
The rhythm drums on.

He sits against the wall with legs stretched out.
She sits against him with her knees drawn up.
Heart beats and silent breaths.
In rhythm, hearts drum on.

He walks out, never looks back.
She stays in, resisting the reach out.
Pitter, tick, patter, tock.
The rhythm drums on.

And hearts out of sync,
still drum on.