流沙

an unbelievably calm night in, crafting words into the essay, accompanied by Haydn's Trio in C major H.15.27 for keyboard and strings. After a very filling dinner. lacking only a cup of lime, that would fill the air with freshness; or the scent of lavender that swept over my half-closed eyes in Provence's june.
pescetarian. remember we stopped eating meat after watching The Corporation, I'll start being a pescetarian. or like one of the TED talks say, one can also be weekday vegetarians. it's so great to get to know some people better. had a really enjoyable volunteering session and creative writing class. really! supervision was a little :| but gave me much better directions to improve the essay. reading beautiful blogs' too satisfying. what people create is so beautiful. I miss the view from the hotel room of ikebukuro, clear winter sky over Tokyo. Courage, the original definition of courage, when it first came into the English language -- it's from the Latin word cor, meaning heart -- and the original definition was to tell the story of who you are with your whole heart./Brené Brown

咖啡杯

有一天，劍橋某咖啡店外放了一個手畫的看板,上面大概說自已正在讀人類學，請路過的人到咖啡店內跟她分享有趣的故事。看到某同學的面書更新，想起咖啡店那女孩: Loneliness isn't just sitting alone in your room. Loneliness is when you're so full of life and ideas and there's no one around to share that. 我也想寫個看板說、過來幫幫我的論文吧。若有這樣的文化也挺不錯。雖然這正是college的目的，但可以在輕鬆的環境下認真地(矛盾)聽更多人意見。不是很有趣嗎。記得在做跑馬地project時跟路人談話，有些人覺得這類研究十分嘥氣。在這個四成人有碩士/博士資格的城市進行這些討論，只怕唔夠氣，oh no. 我明白為什麼這裹的人都寫blog/twitter. 還有，彷彿去到那裹都聽到人從不同角度談「記憶」。教授、海報、電影也談,記得黃欣也說起過。每次把Word文件view as two pages 都會想起在跑馬地星蟲做地理科IA，以及當時的短訊對話內容、窗外的夏雨。零五年。

河邊

I like how the kids lie on the floor of the museum, there are many talks there, and I liked the room of impressionist paintings. It was very warm today, met old friends by the riverbank, the flowers smelled really nice. Had fun with a wonderful black cat.
Did way too little work.
The cat is so cute, I want to revisit him, reminds me of Lausanne.

夏雨

The conversation over dinner, on whether human beings are born evil or good, and how/when 'east asia's politics was fucked up,' did not reached any conclusion. but if human beings are born evil, perpetually insecure, and full of jealousy, history would pretty much be the same with or without colonialism. If that's the case, would it even be meaningful to teach children love/ forgiveness/ trust etc. Then, I felt I know precisely why Van Gogh committed suicide. (and seems to have written the exact same sentence in 2008 winter)
Had a reassuring class on the essay we are writing on : ) thankfully. now I just have to make sure I can write it up well, which is a real challenge. Then a seminar on Surrealism, Expressionism and Picturebook. It's often difficult to take off the pedagogical hat, and put on the literary analysis hat, to think of 'how' the picturebook achieved certain effect or allow certain unique modes of engagements instead of what the picturebooks are about.
I was in an impressionist painting last night in my dream, so tired that I couldn't even gathered myself to crawl home from st. johns. i miss soaking myself in the hk summer rain. as if letting nature paint on my body. for now, let me enjoy a moment with my dear animals that are sitting next to the soothing flowers. How do they think of my version of summer rain? cute video

花貓

討厭病。想吃粥。

明明今天應該很不錯，花很香，晴朗，遇上跟我玩的花貓，跟朋友到學校做義工。偏偏房裹日間沒暖氣，抵抗力低時總會有fever blisters/cold sore，聽說那是病毒，平時像睡火山般住在你的神經組織中.一但在你身體便會跟隨你一世。

還有，總是不太滿意正在寫的這篇文，明明不該那麼難，但可能覺得寫得不夠深度，還是繼續努力想想吧。

Two beautiful Stages.

LV SS 2012 Chanel SS 2012

dangerous when me starts watching... Simon Schama's van gogh....

黃花

漂亮的黃花，彷彿在房間裹亮起了。還有很多好吃的東西。謝謝羅醫生 ;)

收到5954里以外寄來的明信片。

收到兩個詢問有關白色貓和黃色貓的燈的電郵！
跟黃欣gchat也覺得很高興。
還收到舊朋友Chiara的電郵
開心。
剛從愛丁丁回來。
在scotland 還下雪呢。好彩在Criminology Library 過了一個下午。那是一個好的圖書館，有白爪魚同學的同類。(pic)
明天要到小學去。
想到法國的山城採花。
“Sometimes,' said Pooh, 'the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.”
― A.A. Milne

火爐

The sun shone through the dark blue clouds from a low angle, lighting up only the spires and stone houses but not the hills behind. Scotland is strangely a lot more beautiful, peaceful and familiar than I remembered. Especially the highlands, so calm, all the rivers and castles. Travelling, the airport, picking a book, falling asleep before the safety demonstration, the nice people who helped me through the journey...

apart from my magical community in niigata, here's another mysterious network, of old British families, half term holidays in the estates with hand-painted wallpaper and all those. We visited a family friend's home, also a Cambridge grad, from the same faculty, but some forty years ago. They are a musical family, in fact, they have their own organ at home...We have fresh flowers in the bedroom, and finished reading the book while having a bath, strange mix of fiction and reality, of the conversation about the family friend's son, and my host dad's brother, who both sort of got mental issues while in Cambridge, 'problems with being too smart' they say, exactly what happened to the character in the book I bought this morning committed suicide while he was in cambridge. it's difficult to describe how beautiful the Scottish estates are, imagine Mr Darcy's estate in Pride and Prejudice