Stuff like these makes me want to be a guy.
Put on some vintage after-shave & go out for coffee with a fine lady friend. Ahem.

here.

一絲不掛 : 陳奕迅

I'm going to learn cantonese. Just to listen to Eason Chan's songs.

Also I got myself a spankingly beautiful 中国风 vintage poster from a flea market. Love the illustration, love the paper (its really old, not some faux vintage thing), love it to bits.
Next poster I want is a gigantic world map with inkings of whirlpools & an authentic galley being eaten by a kraken.

And everything that you do ... ...

I should really start thinking of my future. I should stop dreaming about old Arthurian stories & build more constructive castles in the air.

I should get a tie, a nice one. I should clean up my room & pick up the bits of my brain scattered on the floor before someone slips on it & accuses me for serendipitous idiocy. And sleep less, if such a thing was possible.

I should study another computer language. Maybe not. But I could try. I should go to a birthday party & make more friends. I should marry a rich prince. & I really should learn how to pilot a rocket, because I want to fly to the moon one day.

I hope . Yeah .

Had porridge for breakfast, lunch & dinner yesterday.

And I like it.

photo from here.

It's been mighty cold these days many thanks to urgent rainclouds who sees fit to empty their collective bladders on our very soggy island.

Ah, I just want to curl up in bed & nurse a cup of steaming milo. Then I'd be happy.

You know what would make me even happier?
If my milo was served in a teapot that looked like this:
Need. To. Get. Cute. Teapot. NOW.

$120 from here (click).
OUCH.

Anyway, my older sis saw my endlessly adorable green dinosaur painting all snazzily framed up on my wall & requested I paint a green monster for her!

So I did!