As the title describes, I’m in the middle of my BJ trip. Here is a quick post. Well, I don’t want to long list things again, pictures may be easier. I have bought a lomo DC earlier and this trip relies on it completely — the picture quality is fairly good but I like snapshotting.
Two more things to say:
I had many dreams last night and I remember 2 of them:
Dream 1. I was with Steph, an old friend, and some other people taking MTR. Steph wrote her questions on paper and showed them to me: she first asked would I cry at all, I said yes. Then she asked how often, I answered not often. She then condemned me for my cold blood: how could you not cry with those songs you listened to? I don’t agree with her but I didn’t say. There was a music player or something with a screen. I made up quickly a playlist and it started with a Karen Mok’s song. Some of her songs made me cry before.
Dream 2. I was talking to my mom and suddenly I remembered that I should plan a trip to Chile for some conference. I forgot the contents of the conversation between us but I was happy and started to mess up the plan: may be I would go to Liverpool after Chile for visit? My mom suggested that may be she could meet me at Liverpool so I can show her around.
當我們年輕
那時，世界包圍了我們：槍聲如雨，
我們不打算逃走。
－－＜邦妮與克勞德＞廖偉棠
The problem of not updating a blog often is to have many different things piled up to manage at one time. So I better leave it for pictures:-
Descriptions: in brief, some Graffiti (by me and Eric) + computer-based re-creation graphics + Liverpool Tatoo Convention 2009 + my Olympus film cam and B&W films arrival + a nice old to-be-repaired car.
I’m addicted “re-creating” graphic design lately. And thinking it’s a good idea to put some good works into my book (if it would finally be published). Thinking to add a gallery in this blog!
![Olympu sµ[mju:] I](http://blog.icedsolo.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/miu1.jpg "Olympu sµ[mju:] I")
I would call June 2009 “My June” because I’m so high for finishing up my current job by the last day of May!
I do NOT hate my job, it’s a decent job indeed. But quiting the job simply means the starting of a summer holiday. It allows me do alot of things that I fancy — those simple things that I am capable to do but the works wouldn’t let me go.
Just a brief to-do list in the next few weeks:
me there (under-dressed but fine smart handsome etc!)
me pretending very serious
An old schoolmate committed suicide; an ex-gf (now a so gd friend) getting marry; my sis got pregnant; hundreds of friend became somebody else.
I have not yet had lunch and am hungry right now.
I love this summer in particular and am thinking France + backpacking in the end of June.
It's broken afterall
Tea+Internet+Book at FACT on Saturday
Awesome walls on Tuesday
Dead mouse in pieces (I will skip the close up!)
P.S.
