Leavin'

It's December 27th. My sis is going to leave in 8 hours. Happy time always pass so quickly. It's a shame to see my sis leaving when I was supposed to leave with her.

It might go back to the same routine, where my sis was not around. But I've gotta accept it. Make a change.

What am I really goin' to do without her?!

5 a.m

4: 50 a.m. Amost 5 a.m.

Sunrise is ready to kick on my window. But I have got no plans to be the witness of its arrival.

I heard today is another sunny day though.

Done the first ever freelance project. It is a promotion brochure for a tutor centre. Although the pay is not equal to the amount of time and effort I've spent, but this is not the point.

We are talking about a precious experience here.

Design is not easy, but this is what makes it interesting. The time to deal with your client; the time you have to solve the problem; the moment where you realize the solution. They have made up this fabulous yet unusual experience for me.

Love it. Just love design.

I will save up the $800.

Damn It

How the hell did someone steal my idea in my brain?! Nah, I am just moaning, lamenting the death of a good idea. The world is huge. It is no surprise that someone in another corner of the world shares the same thought as me. Now I need a another idea for my website. Damn.

Play

Getting hiccups is part of the creative process. Perhaps I need to go out, breathe some fresh air, and experience this city's dynamics.

To go back to Canada seems to be unachievable in the moment. Nag about this shit is not going to change anything. No more tears. I will work hard, and play extra hard. Stay tune on my blog. More will come on my observation and experience in this city.

Peace out (lol)

Thomas Biu Gor's Bday

Perhaps I still haven't got through the pain of leaving Canada. First of all, Happy Birthday to Uncle Chicken and Thomas. It was a memorable birthday dinner. Everything was great until my sister brought up the reason of my early return after dinner. I do not know why she wanted to mention it. It upset me so much that I had one drink after another. What happened next? I went to the washroom to puke for god knows how many times. The scene was not too elegant. Finally I lost control (again) on the taxi to say I don't (not even now) understand why my sister announced her over-reaction that led me to pack my stuff and leave everything behind to Hong Kong. Did my sis believe that this disastrous drama is over for me? Did she think it would be an entertaining topic to discuss? I only know I was so drunk that I went straight to the bed, and laid down to cry. My sister apologized to me in tears when she saw me crying like a helpless baby.

I am adjusting to the place, but blooding is still leaking in my heart. I am truly hurt this time. I thought to talk this out would be okay. But that's not the true. I am actually much weaker than I thought.

想

想, 是想得來的.

Soup

Soup is always the dish I anticipate the most in a dinner, especially when we eat at home. Gwai lo soups are great, but Chinese soup is the best. It is the essence of the Chinese culture. Each one has its own special flavor, serves a particular purpose, and easy to make! I am the Soup Diva in my family. Often times the last drip of the night's soup would end up in my stomach! It's hard to be satisfy without a bowl of good Chinese soup.

Thanks mama for making me good soup always!