Monthly Archives: April 2010

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So here’s the buzz my friends.
All bees must meet their ends.
Someday we’ll all be bees In a vast Eternity.
But till that day I’ll fly Around the sunlit sky
Where the sun is always warm, And there’s honey in the hive.

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to:dreamin’ × me tune

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to:cold war kids

Since we have free time, we decided to study by observation. No one taking it seriously, everyone is just happy getting along

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to:ever

Have you ever

smile for no reason for days, weeks and becoming years…

Happily just wandering around in library,

looking for the book that never found

for the whole three college years,

Wishing that book be found and get reading.

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To:First Since Born

To me, acting childish seems to come naturally,

Children are doing straight from their heart and mind. Sometimes they latch on to the wrong detail, see patterns where they don’t exist. Sometimes they shut down defensively: unable to make sense of what is going on and overloaded by uncertainty they start attacking what is going on. Oversimplify and denigrate, hope it goes away.

Being right or wrong is meaningless to prized naive sincerity heartfelt.

We can always… find  the location of our own suffering and troubles. But it’s not necessarily the place where we should be. Being at a place where we want to be is what being human is all about. And if we have such close friends, we will definitely obtain courage.

With only this kind of weapon.

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Home , Office Home Home, Office or Home  and Office inseparable familiar place to most self-employ is it not? Chez LIT Legs In Rhythm – Tout de meme! 🙂 …..   être pris en charge par mes parents LOL 😦

Acquiring technologies in our everyday working lives at a rate of one every couple of years: email, a mobile phone web browser, sear engines that worked, GPS-powered satellite navigation systems and mobile internet, online social networks and information resources beyond our wildest dreams. Even though we get the privilege, there are times when it feels desperately uncertain. Too fast, too quick – slow down 🙂  Shall we digital natives?

Wake up to home cooked breakfast, an irresistible smell barista brew grind coffee to wash down the households poached egg, make it two! sauteed spinach and fresh slices of succulent tomatoes (rich sources of essential vitamins for eyes and BRAIN). No more falling over running after time when late just to picked up an usual Venti Soya Latte at Starbuck – office girls and boys was doing a the longest China Wall desperately need warm mass dehydration a good cup of Nicotine injected.  Sacrastic!? Hands up! me me me LoL.

And yeah – one laugh every morning start off the day with joy. It’s fun not taking life too serious. That laugh is both annoying and amazing at happiness and sweetest unfortune, it what makes youthfulness alive. When looked back and said ” How silly I was!” Glad that had happened couldn’t turn back time – now I’m 50s!!

Spirituality – Before going to spent the whole day with Apple love – nice warm shower with Bvlgari Petits et Mamans I first bought it from UAE when transit flight to Bangkok 5 years ago. Subltle smell of cotton fresh slightly stronger for the fragrance LIT!. Sadly I could not find it here in London, not even at Harrods or flagship store. Liberty was once stocking it for couples of years until the last Christmas 😦  Blame on fast grown up kids! I, granny want to playing grownup too you know >.<‘  Short of local supply left me with choices US online retailers at Saks or for knocked off NexTag US yet a replicate risk though. Or better stock up on shopping at airport duty free.

Eco-concious – Lounge wear is on command. What don’t dress to impress, so do freelancer! Tracksuit bottom, jersey or nylon and cotton tee and hoodie working hour less fussy – fabric focus. Garments that have more percentage of cotton than the mix of synthetics farflung japanese online brands – United Arrows, much love for their absolute one stop shop. All in all style that is effortless full stop.

Consumerism – While here in London my current unique hits as are the objects for sale at Few and Far. Worldly artisans find trinkets for the home alongside jewellery, handmade clothing with care in India, Italy, Morocco and the Faroe Islands 2010 edition, vintage toys, quirky stationery, scented candles, baskets, hand-blown glass and silk flowers, all of which are offered in limited quantities. And fresh chocolate cake is sold on Fridays (^o^”)

I don’t know are there anyone like me that sometimes just buy things out of admiration. For sake of feel good may cost as if I’ve pairing veins within creator brain. Self-taught duo Passarella Death Squad import their fine fabrics from Tokyo whilst manufacturing the garments and printing in London. Their graphic tee shirts are as described as being ” dark sexploitation without being overbearing.”  Knitwear is their current creativity expanding with a better soul grasp of music signed to The Republic of Desire recordings.

Localvore – I wish I could made up my mind what name to call those yummy mummy resides in North, West, Southwest residential estate. Door step shopping at Joules and Odd Molly where found myself declassified their norm familiar face recently. For the best selections of Scandinavian fashion at Wild Swans Chiswick and at Press Boutique Primrose Hills for an electric mixed of US master MJ, Jbrand jeans. Whilst enjoy spend time getting to know PRPS yet still can’t get over my childhood lover G-Star Raw. Alexander Wang (of course, my man fetishising floppy old casulty), frenzy french American Vintage optional of Vince. A month is too long await globe-trot a new season buy and on searching for wether or not inspiration far related to work.

Quality at prices paid £70 for fleece and 20+ for tops optional for less mainstream casual lux. Having too much to do when living in the village filled costly activities. Leisurely schedule between Yoga class, social dinner schedule at husband’s family and friends, child’s school parent’s day meeting and considerably good exam results treat at Jack WillsAbercrombie &Fitch and Hollister. How about Miss “La La” or “Vi-la-age” ?

The hard knock life of being virtual cast-away from usual interface – general speaking of the fog of war,

In the midst of battle it is very hard to know what is going on just a short distance away. Decisions are made based on the best information available with large helping of instinct.

When we are in the middle of exhilaration at the pace of change from miscellaneous projects. Feeling uneasy, so a bit of mind exercise cure? Well in a car we tell people are car sick to look ahead. Focus on the road ahead and you will feel alright. The advice should be similar for people with overloaded rage and deadline chasing sickness: look ahead. Stop focusing on all the dizzying stimuli around us right now and understand where we are going, what the broader sweep of things means.

simple-living riding on living SOLO

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Other men have seen angels, but I have seen thee, and thou art enough – G. Moore

Because of such personal level that distributed in making a piece of hands on so called Arts. “Untitled” the boundary of indefiniteness ends. Luckily, us generation,  living surrounded by a celebration of Arts. If agreed to definite arts of ‘personal level’ contributed it is that blood veins of life. There has no saying ‘NO’ to living things, it’s our everyday Gmail replying, Blog posting, Facebook friends updating, Youtube watching, Myspace listening, Twitter tweeting, and perhaps in near future Mind reading….

LOL projet, projet LOL, David Kenpantybypost, panty by post, culotte, surprise, abonnement, poste

Trouble is part of life — if you don’t share it, you don’t give the person who loves you a chance to love you enough. The discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

The least theoretical consideration and opinion former’s approve awaits. Shall convenient social network sites be called Art? and is the most blessing form of art to spontaneously deliver personal means which created straight-forward hearted. No love nor person failed to flourish in Art, even one in most amused world; fashion – does not self-express democratised superficial norm? Costlessly value one would give. There are people who have money and people who are rich – coco Chanel.

Vente presse Karine Arabian, vente privée Karine Arabian, Karine Arabian mai 2010Hommes à tout faire

The world go ’round what makes the ride worthwhile is to place our happiness in the happiness of another. Art graze to like or dislike, fortunate to love, staring  and mocking out of curiosity that  reaction is purely arbitrary, personal as a gravitation forces to interact at the first place.  Love is rare, rarity is luxury – miracles lost once be found. So does art- subjectives and equally of an eyes of the beholder.

For in the end, we will conserve only what we love. We will love only what we understand. We will understand only what we are taught.

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to:parts of me

In those whom I like, I can find no common denominator; in those whom I love I can: they all make me laugh – W. H. Auden

2 hours telephone conversation with Ari, primary school friend who living in Brighton. About nothing else but nostalgia childhood memories that we had at school. It proved to me that, somehow, time doesn’t timing everything. There was so much we have not, ever known about each other and how effectively does words mastered perception, so was having the duty of love to listen 🙂

Certainly objective of change or correcting spiral informative ears decease is excluded. Conversation that was purely blooding the heart a piece of ourself.  The secrets of private characters unlocked laziness of being annoyed, devalue a very long friendship and less bias thought assumptive egoism, when is love.

Precious pricelessly worth being a human is when encounter with no nothing unacceptable and parted with smiles.

Educational resources for special needs – very special indeed.

A man falls in love through his eyes, a woman through her ears – Woodrow Wyatt

Faces too dense. It might  be a friendly gesture to you. But if the other person is uncomfortable with it then it’s called harassment. I’m not that important. But I think – Communication is… When  you can laugh or enjoy with others. It makes you really really really happy. So happy you can cry. That’s my opinion.

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True, living and growing up in 21st Century where by
magnetic of overloads useful informations,
beautiful visions visually distracted.
An inexistence of antonymous is singular.
Too much of good things can be frustrated not a cake that can eat it too.

Tricot underground

There are two sides of coins in everything after all, either
to get bombard or being benefited is solely upon us.
Savoir faire to choose own right choices. Self-conciousnessly
terse playground-ing a sort of bargain basement.
Never have regrets, follow your heart! Ending Neverland♥

Seeing, looking, watching, staring, feeling and storing
thought of sixth-senses slowly and fearlessly with appreciation
and respect that pay  to ones living generously of an open book.

Everything is worth a wait. Singles pause of continuing
to be cherish passage of view. An endless learning unobstructed
entrance and exit, not shut or closed the ©heart of kid never lies.
Hand holding, going see, sharing the laugh and tears,
together in nowhere is everywhere.

Things faded, memories resistance, making them a come back once in a while….

Natalie Portman, Joshua Marston, Randy Balsmeyer, Allen Hughes

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I love games all kind of games when we were play was a little.. it’s fun, exciting, laugh with opposite competitor for both win or loose…. experienced to  know how to play better. There’s always start again no game is over….

At one point around final year of middle school at St Mary’s, got myself to competed in national scrabble Brand‘s Crossword Game King’s Cup. Purely out of fancied that had for a senior, Suchiwin, was attending for Math Quiz Show (every year in fact, but I made myself a competition qualified that year finally whoop whoop _._”)

Whatever love means … when was a child

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FATHER SAYS:

When you’re working. It doesn’t mean that you exist only to work. But we work for the sake of living. We don’t live for the sake of working.

A person’s own happiness… may not be the thing a person fights for the most. Perhaps if you keep walking forward with your beliefs, happiness will be near. With the person you love.

Papa to Musume no Nanokakan

DAUGHTER SAYS:

When we become adults, many unfortunate things may happen to us. And it’s not winners or wealthy people who are the greatest. It’s those who try their best, and fight on with all their might, they are the greatest. I realized all these after wandering in the adult world.

Kanta-senpai (primary school senior) was always training alone after club activities ended. I always saw that. Whenever something bad happens to me, once I see Kenta-senpai’s hardworking face. I’ll feel encouraged and cheer up.

That’s why…

Towards a hardworking sen-pai like you , I…..

PAPA SAYS:

You’re all growing up, and looking up to the adult world. When you try too hard, you’re bound to make mistakes. Be it friends, or family..

Dearest Papa.. I love you so much. I love you.

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Every minutes worth to spend – Sunday late lunch in the park at Wandsworth Common. Favourite do and one of many great things I love about London …

Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time –  Edmund Spencer

Seeing endlessly Street name (Bellevue Road and Openview street) Seasonal – everything is worth the wait. Sigh and Smile – while waiting for green man light to changed suddenly strangers gesture was once had like one from an old friends.  Singles and couples are synonymous. Sunday roast and Stuffing. And superior time to spare over Supper

…on the verge of us leaving our careers and
established lives for something else…

My Sugar cat the and Second best

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Couldn’t believe my eyes of what I am about to have! Hand clapping for Sunday morning cooking afford,

Well it supposed to be an ‘Egg Benedict’ when brunching at Raoul’s on Westbourne Grove or Automat in Dover street  (+_+”) Very far from it … so I put crispy belly pork slices that my cousins made 🙂 on top to covered an imperfect poached egg. Sprinkle on some Coarse sea salt and black peppercorn. Done! and it tasted like..umm, boiled egg and fried pork watering tasteless tomatoes is a plus from a great chef like me LOL.

Having mention the Automat boiling up an apertise for its Butter milk pancakes maple syrup with blueberries, strawberries and I have to have it with an addition of smoked salmon! weird combinations I know. I just love anything miscellaneous LOL . Also their Iceberg wedge with blue cheese bacon and eggs!!! Extremely need it for lunch. Hungry monster.

Choc’O ça ne s’explique pas ça se mange !Découvrez le teppanyaki show au comptoir nippon

Automat

33 Dover Strett

London W1S 4NF

Tel (+44)207499 3033

Raoul’s

105-107 Talbot Road

London W11 2AT

Tel (+44)20 229 2400

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First off, I’m sorry but… I don’t like, and not good with tense situations I’m generally cool blooded 95 degrees. What’s more men’s and women’s facades.

Gloriously living between wild equestrian and slow-life in the village ♥ ♥
And being sarcastic ◊ taking a mickey Ok -.^

Faites poussez votre mini jardin sur une carte postale.L'épicerie paysanne de quartier

Saddle up go horseback riding, ♥ Just do heartily. Held the reins tightly!
the old bridge can’t hold much weight. An ultimate life ‘The Cats Meow’.

“I am so clever that sometimes I don’t understand a single word of what I am saying.” Oscar Wilde

Découvrez l’art de masser les bébés au Zèbre ZenLibrairie Ouvrir l'Oeil à Lyon

It’s good to have a dream, but you have to make it comes true –
John Galliano on Style.com S/S’10 – With luck and love –The Dream Team.
Going on living in childhood left in emotionally vulnerable …
and it’s so beautiful here

La vie en rose Pivoine

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To:Thy

Life is perhaps just like cooking. It’s the faith in the ingredients. Bringing out a distinctive flavour  of raw material that have in the best possible way. Cooking correctly by the book isn’t enough but with love. Subjective valued by an individual definition. Taking risk trying on new recipes in any given sources of ingredient. Keep cooking, remaking, improving, until maintenance favours the love dish

I’m far a can-cook person, but this is an inspired-by, in honour of the man whom I am falling in love with. His attempt to baked chocolate truffle given me on our first Valentines day, beaten all world’s most expensive chocolate. Stultifying my cocoa love affair Pierre Marcolini consensus considered to have lost irrefutable stain on the heart of the matter (at which point I, person that made the comparison^+^). Not to mention his sentimental attribute a great cook have had – a one Kitty’s candy per day feed me up. All I treated is the George’s fish and chips that he was (strange happily) with and often honoured to remind him of me.

The simplicity of the food is utterly magical. A no non-label relationship with full of favour, simple but not simpler. Feeling of comfort and pleasure sustain me to linger. We were first met last couple of years ago and that feeling is going nowhere but here, in my thought. My heart.

A moment we were introducing by a friend, surprisingly find out we went to the same university. Even if it was not such faith, eyes contact we’ve had feeling it’s the first time at every glance. A real joy conversation about nothing in particular was like travel and adventure – it’s inexhaustible.

Cherishing the great myth in no rush a process of proving thrust. With no doubt and faithful respect. I supposed our relationship is as if a treasure long flights to see all of these wonderful and exotic places. Often it’ve been places where the joy should hasn’t been the place itself but actually is the flights getting there. At those moment when no-one can ring you, you have your film in the little contained space. He accepted and lets me be and feeling at home. Love of travel, as far as I go there will always be a new exciting discovery. But thinking of him, it just goes on and on and on and on.

What is it, this life, if full of care, we have no time to stand and stare?

No time to stand beneath the boughs, and stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see when woods we pass, where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see in broad daylight, streams full of stars like skies at night.

A poor life this, if full of care, we have no time to stand and stare.

Koizora

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On far far so far right corner of the stage nearly fall off an edge of polaroid frame, it’s me. Standing next to one of my closest friend, Yoshie chan (^x^’) and Risako chan after performed a play Cinderella at A level pupils Graduation Ceremony. At aged 17 ish played a part an activist geeky graduated in Economic major. And see how it’s all turned out – doing fashion at Arts school being rebellious in our London town.

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We can do no great things; only small things with great love – Mother Teresa

 

 

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Aren’t floral trends every summer? Flipping through nearly 10 fashion and lifestyle glossy was popping out of Queen’s Croquet Ground garden in chapter 8 of Alice in Wonderland. Not to mention rising star brand Cath Kidston, had making all British Citizen proud – electric and collective heritage. When in Rome, I indeed have no fear joining circus patched eight snapshots of favourite stems, bunch and bushes from  the latest Vogue magazine tear sheet.

 

An effort of mix media vehicles opted in almost every business and industry a miracle of nature. Put a spells on their product in respect to utilising sell, so it does on me. Being haunted to pay a quick visit to the V&A current exhibitions in blooming manner right after the morning riding sessions,

Cicely Mary Barker (1895–1973) Illustration of the Pink Fairies for Flower Fairies of the Garden 1944. Reproduction of Flower Fairy illustrations, © The Estate of Cicely Mary Barker, 2009Fabrics on sale for Quilts: 1700 -2010 exhibition

V&A, V&A a place where needs a whole day to spend! I got there at 3 pm. little time left to get lost. Still I managed to missed Quilted exhibitions got the hook up a countless eye-candy objet d’art. At last announce for its closing time just in 5 minutes! I was panicking randomly snap snap snap anything found me an interest,

Digital Pioneer Display above x Hall way B3 below

including pathetic coordination of a free admission Alice in Wonderland displaying only in these two glass cabinets!! Prove the old saying 😦

You get what you pay for.

 

Contributing an incomplete mission hence making self feeling better! Apart from sugar rush injecting is Brompton Street window shopping all the way back to catch the bus home outside Victoria Station.

The day wasn’t all wasting I topped it up an inspiration for back garden project. I might invited those set design of Mulberry carousel horses, Browns sewn paper circus flags and fill every garden corners with Marie Chantal girl flying with ballon making it all funfair-like partly Amelie Poulain’s father Raphael’s miniature shrines garden. (^.^”)

Many fashion store merchandises very blossoming I am feeling so summery that bloody windy around Eaton Square disillusion.

 

 

 

 

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to:win wins

Saturday 18th April 2010,

Ahhhhhhh again I was late to meet my sixth-form school oldddddd friend, Ari, or his self-naming Sprite! We meant to meet at 2pm. I delayed to 4pm. His patient is well respect that I’m giving him a making up trip to Brighton, going to wandering around in his seaside home town for another kiddy day today. Before I’m going to shooting off, posting yesterday journey before daily diary becoming a yearly one!

We started off with pretty intense long walk from Waterloo on South Bank of the Thames River feeling intellectual discussed arts we were spotted all sort of forms from an unbearable two naked ladies, couple kissing in limited sunny green space including these adorable persuasive dream teamer were gathering doing such gore increased voyeur’s adrenaline highly pumping under the Hayward  Gallery (+.+”),

Peak performance stuffed us full to skip lunch, we kept on walking towards with plan for Vietnamese supper in East london. On the way, this beautiful architecture on Blackfriars Road was catching my eyes impressively, partly an eye-sore for that metal parts construction going on behind. I did not know what purpose is this building for, generously guessing as if it is a gentleman club to spend day and night sharing and arguing good causes thought (Yes I was in a mood for being imaginative). It represented a real peace of mind to me. In the other hand, a victory to one who determined to wins a debate. As well as a memory of my catholic boarding school St Mary School and love affair country of France for colours of blue, red, white and gold,

Sweating, foot hurting to tears, we finally located ourselves in Heaven, a heaven of food!!! LOL. The Vietnamese restaurant in Shoreditch. Everything on the menu and dishes on others people table was seem to deserved our starvation. A massive bowl of round noodles in spicy chicken soup pho, Slow-cooked Cat-fish in chilli and shrimp sauce hot pot – that’s all we’ve ordered. Financially couldn’t served our greed LOL!! But Ari he did had this yummy looking Aloe Vera juice while I was drunkening myself a glass of (one more time) rubbishRose 😦

ramen-gyoza-hokkaido paris-meilleur restaurant japonais paris

The trip leads us pay a short visit to several pubs, first a quick face checking at Electricirty Rooms where relative small attraction hold us on. I then took him to Macbeth where supposively to being seen of good-looking avant-garde fashion indie kids- dispointment aprroved by time as we were turning up a little bit too early around 9 ish. Timing is everything indeed because Ari is needed to go back to be at Victoria station to catch the last train back to Brighton before 11pm. However we managed to stop by last happening events of the day, Bangers and Mash at 93 Feet East where was full of university students having blood sucked from rather, unexpected good band live play The House of Strange. They were giging on stage wore well suited to their group name of character costume assortments of keyboard player’s tiger or lion hardly to recognise, futuristics and japanese samurai guitarist. The lead singer with real impressive the tiniest roll perm, to break such strangeness down he wore a casual outfits of tracksuits jacket over graphic printed tee-shirt and a pairs of loose jeans -American heritage wasn’t it?

Yeah he’s obviously have an American accent I reassure Ari an argumentative point of mine about their originate, you loose! Treat me real good today mate!!

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Friday 17th, April 2010

The whole morning worn out riding demanded indulgence; first treat an Egg Benedict ciabatta toasted instead of muffins brunch at… ,can’t remember the name of the place as it wasn’t that spot on food vise:-(, excellent location for face sun tanning though lol, centred on the road junction (feeling almost like every cars were driving pass as if they were coming into me yet countless aesthetic human creature walking by, dull disappointment for rather dried meal happened to be tastefulness. I was hanging about for nearly 2 hours enjoying my own company and a bottle of rubbish 2008 Cabernet Sauvignon Merlot wine damaged total of 28 pounds (may I ‘Exclamation’ of  what the sunny Friday was ripping off by!!). I’m a person who laugh at self unfortunate, goes on believe in there’re always a rainbow after any stormy rain hence indulgenced window shopping.

And so there were in many shades of rainbow hidden gems great mix both high-end and smaller brands from Question-Air stockist of Paul & Joe, Paul SmithAmerican Vintage and many more of casual luxury household name got present here. Petit Bateau oh my candy of childhood fashion wardrobe and most embarrassing thing I proudly accepted is that I still want and sky rocket happily wearing them if they’re fit!  Love for children clothes I’m putting myself up for criticism bought H&M Kids Hello Kitty leggings all in the same print in 3 different colours (>.<“)

The day of nostalgia childhood was not yet end after the kids range shopping spree. I went further down a road of kindergarten passe surprisingly found this bicycle parts shop which is even nicer than retail-therapy. I have had a brain cure ridiculously took a mickey on pretending to ride this 1/4 smaller than me horse machine.

Making all up a bum hurting from riding lesson and a pleasingly imagined brunch!

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to:love and war

All is fair in Love and War. Wars have often ended extremely,
with total victory or total defeat †

But if you don’t attract a particular desired lover,
you might well attract a lover nearly as good.
l'arnacoeur-l'arnaqueur
… when someone truly falls in love they turn into a coward °

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to:haute ecole’s

Spanische Hofreitschule

Haute Ecole’s training between Spanish Riding School (SRS) in Vienna  or  Cadre Noir in Saumur, Western of France.

Riding develops balance and coordination

Kirsty my riding instructor  have me ride a smaller horse today. Cookies, she’s probably 5.4ft tall.
and very responsive. Because of her small build with a shorter leg making her a fast runner possibly
100 miles an hour! lol (that’s what Kirsty was making joke around with me not to under estimate her performance).

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to:goddess of mercy

Childish consideration it was a mis-seasson christmas’s present,
Teh Kuan Yin tea! Hidden in far reach inside the fifth kitchen
wooden cupboard. Resting in this deep metallic golden trimming
with dark green double strap of round steel tin covered with
sprinkle of dust. Unusual packaging surface which aired tightly
could see a shape of tea packed in the bag itself ♣

(0.0″) 3 lines of 2 sentences wrote:
“Tieh Kwan Yin Tea, also know as iron Goddess of mercy.
Has brown tightly curled leaves. When brewed, it produces
light-red colour, sweet mellow, taste, and refreshing aroma ♥ ♥ ♥

Cérémonie du thé paris

What a found of the day on my family farewell UK visit…. (“~.~”)

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to:the former

Mad JW* (Mr Choi Jeung Woo -.-‘ ). Love or Life? Adult or Child,

He became a man and sacrificed himself as the final sacrifice for sins. are you ready to sacrify? christ never wants sacrification of others, hence he sacrifies.

A matter of time and stage of life…that is what everyone has to go through a period of maturity. Trying to make sense of an amateur, progression towards lingering sincere relationship that having and going to have (m^_^m) Bow Bow Bow (JW*signature phrase)

Reflection on joy of the journey and each shore life boat stop by.

Whatever happen we are all always can try again 🙂

paris plus grande photo du mondeHotline de footheureuse pour la Saint Valentin

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The day’s family visit left me exhausted, went to bed dog-tired every night for last couple of weeks. Regardless of running with time tour de England trip from North in York to Devon and inadequate logistic to transport Bicester’s silly shopping that will end up piling a stack leveraged live installation at home making Mom proud of winning the bargain! There’s only two days left I’d have them as an excuses to skip riding lesson :0 Not all just play and being lazy you know I managed a half done gardening plan for this summer.

Images of current back garden circumstance, (-.-“)

 

 

I divided it into 2 area of sunrise where is main activity space with much sun get to and sunset where that big green green tree taken away my summer feel:(. This area is needed most to revamp big time. Challenges of its location where behind the door is unnoticeable space that cried out for attention.

It’d possibly be lighten up with some sort of necessary means – must be crops! Herbs, fruits and vegetables perhaps close-cup mushroom, artichoke, cauliflower etc. planting along with multicoloured wild forest flowers Oh my favourite! lavender, daisy and anything else looking whimsical >_<” x  Adding quirkiness of a sense of half term summer field trip.
wild forest mushroomPhysostegia VirginianaScotsman's PurseBuchart Tree Flower
 
Flowers I spotted on the way to Oxfordshire,

 

 

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to:4some

I have been thinking restlessly of my childhood memory … an utter childhood nostalgia, no nonsense, and it’s not pretentious. Just that good honest feeling. Heartedly beloved friends ♥ Kyoko chan, Chocheun chan and Jun chan. …… and I miss them so much, waiting for time we will be together again, to do this,

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JUN

KYOKO

GRAPE

WE GIG

And much more……. my dearest friends♥

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to:i’m afraid of growing up

I have been thinking about it ever since no matter how I look at it I still can’t accept it.

That just loving someone isn’t enough.

It’s been said that one shouldn’t marry the person they love the most. I wonder why? I guess it must be tiring. That’s why it’s better to find peace of mind with someone else. And then once in a while, remember that person. And maybe think about them just before you die.

Maybe that’s what growing up is about. Love isn’t everything.

And… I’m afraid of growing up.

I think it’s God’s punishment give us the one person we love most. Punishment for worrying about things that had nothing to do with us at all.

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to:c’est encore moi

Why it is so hard to amend people unpleasant perception how harsh I’d be,

of being black and white.

Will there be way I can be found … in grey or, at least in any cloudy day.

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to:when in grey

Mod’s checked wool tailor-made riding set of navy trouser
× Variante’s knitted jumpsuit at Isetan Tokyo.

Polyvore found Equestrianism
× Hunter boots, Barbour and Woolrich parka♥

Historical investment© Hermes × Marni

Smythe new favourite LDN country estate escaper©leather details
× Gucci printed silk dress ♥ mini bolero attached

Signature × Silver 925 engraving initial buttons

Legendary tailor-made leather boots HorseRider
× Ludwig Reiter
♥♥♥

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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to:fictional it was

Learning how to ride is part of my collective dreams,
skills retain, experiences, dressage is an objective.
To horse ballet may I need most at the moment
Legs In Rhythm♥ address harmony . . .

An empty vessel make the most noise I may sound,
“Only he who does nothing makes a mistake”
… the 3rd stage of life exploration occurs.
Positively changed I took,
Inspiration to stepped out in cats in boots,
a capable of being very personal. Ultimately the ability
to manage the challenges of balance between having
©life to live and living the life.
 
“Picking up the pieces when they fall” begins a journey to living anew with love, courage, and hope.
 
At this point of consensus consideration.
Opinion that harsh, intense, expressive and the least of what
you want to hear, is the richest source of calcium in growing stronger.
If unless we learn how to take criticism.♥
Set mind to explore life of an equestrianism ♥ ♥

 

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to:first ride again

Singled out from social crowd to have a bit of a ME time,
being a lonesome poetic and going wild horse riding.
The first day riding at Wimbledon Village Stable with Alice,
she’s 6ft. tall with white and brown spotted colour.
Mostly aesthetic and respective breeds –
hopefully was not going to pulling me off the reins (-.^”)

Somewhere in time’s own space
There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow
Some paradise where horses go,
For by the love that guides my pen
I know great horses live again.
~Stanley Harrison

Wimbledon Village Stables

24A High Street Wimbledon,

Wimbledon Village

London SW19 5DX

Tel (+44)20 8946 8579

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to:a ok

To dedicated this blog to my 3rd stage of life,
chapter of exploration.♥
To a OK to be wrong, OK to change your mind.
OK to have a different point of view from others.
Take disagreement as the useful counter-argument.
To refine or change my point of view.
©Inches of goodness terraine.

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to:valedictorian

Pour habiller vos enfants, faites chauffer la souris : en 4 clics, taillez-leur un costard unique.Idées cadeaux: Nouvelle boutique de créateurs à Lyon

Valedictorian ever made that moves the entire schoolers,

We were born to love! We were born to love. We were not born to suffer.

The 20th century that has been created by irresponsible adults is filled with conflict and deceit. We were not born to suffer.

There are tines when we will meet people who are heartless, and we will feel like hitting them from behind. But we were not born to hurt others.

There are times when we will meet people who are heartless, and we will feel insecure, or stifled. But we not born to be hurt by others.

Sometimes we create another person inside us. Perhaps that is just a way of escaping from pain and suffering. Perhaps we are only preparing ourselves for escape. Shutting ourselves in our home and running to another place in order to talk to that other person, the friend inside us.

That is why no one is ever alone. Everyone of us has a friend, the friend inside us. That is why no one is ever alone. Everyone has a friend the other person inside us.

There are times when we think that friend is bad company, that he is cowardly and cruel. But in reality it is different. The one that is cowardly and cruel is not out friend but ourselves. Why? Because in truth, the existence of that friend is created by us for our own sake. That is why… We have to part with that wonderful friend. If we don’t do so, we will always be dependent on that other person inside us.

Well then when will that happen? It will happen when we meet the person we love. When we give up loneliness, sorrow, pain, and the other person inside us for that person we love.

So! Let’s go look for the one we love. Someone we love whom we can talk to about anything, to laugh with, to cry with, to hold each other, to kiss and sex with. Someone from whom we can get courage from and to whom can give courage in return.

The only reason we were born is to love! The only reason we were… valedictorian.

Saeki Tetsuya (S.O.S Strawberry On the Shortcake)

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