趁着假日，看了一部好电影。
这是一个充满希望，关于梦想，咖啡馆与环游世界的故事：【第36個故事】 。
“事情常是这样，不会都照你的意思走。在这个城市里，一定会有人少了骨瓷，也一定会有人多了骨瓷，一定会有人多了沙发，也一定会有人少了沙发，只是还没找到彼此而已。这就是城市，这就是城市日复一日的故事。”
所有心中有梦想的人，一定要看看这部电影。
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年初三
谁和我一样喜欢-
咖啡，精品咖啡，风味绝妙的咖啡。
特调，不加奶，特别烘焙，那一种。
第一次，苦涩，喝不下去，那一种。
年初三，携带相机到豆原去。
手炒的蓝山冰釀，清甜的果酸，欲言又止的酒醇黑巧克力，尽在这一杯：龍之釀。
那股回甘，很难忘。
四十零吉，买一个难忘，值得。
这是豆原。
这是梦想的味道。
我认为，除了好咖啡，豆原也装载了温馨。
健谈的老板娘毫不吝啬的与我们分享咖啡之道，也帮我们将收藏了两个月的蜂大咖啡豆给磨成粉，还处处叮咛我们要尽快把它喝掉。
这样的假日，还真不错。
Ah music
She played it so well, one of Chopin’s pieces and a few other Classical pieces during her piano solo recital at Bentley’s Auditorium last weekend.
Chyi June, a high school friend who is doing her Piano’s Major at Beijing.
I admire her courage to pursue her dreams, and devoting her life to music.
The concert somehow brought back some wonderful memories – those days when we were in the Violin Club (she was the Club’s President, glam!), and how we always talked about our piano exams etc. I remember her being my source of encouragement and inspiration as I was struggling with the exams back then.
Ah music. A magic beyond all we do here. -J. K. Rowling
All the best with sharing music and inspiring others through it.
my other hobby
Lately I’ve been busy setting up my web store. The most popular remark that I’ve gotten so far, “there are too many fashion blog shops out there.”
I saw that coming. But I just wanted a marketplace for my travel hauls, not so much a ‘fashion’ blogshop. Just starting off with accessories from korea and taiwan. Who knows the next time I’ll be selling Babushka Dolls if I ever travel to Russia.
I thought it was easy, but apparently not so. But it was a lot of fun.
Bags anyone?
Pledge your love for Hera, here.
happy ending
2011年12月31日，我生平第一次染头发。
隐约记得颜色的名字very light ash brown，代号12.11。
发行师说，大致上比较安全的尝试都介于7-9之间，我说我要12，你能亲自帮我染吗，因为这是第一次。
他说你的第一次真大胆，然后重头到尾都没让别人介入，包括洗头，他很细心。
对我而言，这是大改造，
一点也不后悔。
happy 2012
Cambodia the Forgotten World
“I call Cambodia the Forgotten World. With photography we cannot change the world, but we can change minds and touch hearts. That is the reason why I’m a photographer … to give a voice to those in silence.” - Omar Havana
I admire him, so very much. For his courage to document life in a Cambodian rubbish dump and speak for those in silence. Read about it, here.
Today, I hold my breath while running through the back alley. Because I’m afraid of cockroaches and rats.
I feel ashamed for not seeing the dark side (to us), the simple happiness (to them) of Cambodia when I was there.
What am I, in this Universe?
我们
我门在九份の薰衣草森林小品店写了封明信片给’我们’。
昨晚收到时，看见那些开心的字迹，什么烦恼也忘却了。
怀念台北充满梦想与快乐的时光。
