Sunny Song

I'm lovin' this new band called Little Joy. Can't get enough of this one.

Feels like in Detention

I watched The Breakfast Club again today,and how much now i still feels like living in high school where people labeled you as one thing and everybody starts to isolated or even hated you because of that label or just because they're personal opinion.

Saturday, March 24,1984. Shermer High School, Shermer, Illinois, 60062. Dear Mr. Vernon, We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. What we did *was* wrong. But we think you're crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. What do you care? You see us as you want to see us - in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess and a criminal. Correct? That's the way we saw each other at 7:00 this morning. We were brainwashed. Does that answers your question? Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club.

Black and White Morning.

For a few weeks I'm temporarily moved to other branch of the bookstore, today's been a good morning and i start taking pictures but i forgot that it was in Black and White mode.

Me lovin' the sunshine.

Before Sunset

Celine : The past is the past. It's meant to be that way. Jesse : What, you really believe that. That everything is fated? Celine : Well you know, the world might be less free than we think. *****

Blogs and Journals

I write entirely to find out what I'm thinking, what I'm looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear. (Joan Didion)

That quote tells me why i own a lot of blog, but i often forgot or late to write down things that i want to say. I remember back in the days when blog is haven't been invented. I'm writing to myself in a notebook where i could share it with a bunch of close friends or my own personal journal where i hide secret and list of things that i hate and love from people around me. I remember sneak up to read my sister's journal, i know it's bad but i never told anyone about anything inside her journal and it's good to know how her feelings about her life. I kept everything to myself.

My old Journal fill with collages and quotes.

This is...

My sister and she's getting married in 3 months. Happy for you, Sis.