Filed under: Lifestyle
Filed under: Music
♫ Rob Thomas
Hey man
I don’t wanna hear about love no more
I don’t wanna talk about how I feel
I don’t really wanna be me no more
Dress down now I look a little too
Boy next door
Maybe I should try to find a downtown whore
That’ll make me look hardcore
I need you to tell me what to stand for
I’ve been looking for something
Something I’ve never seen
We’re all looking for something
Something to be
Hey man
Play another one of those heartbreak songs
Tell another story how things go wrong
And they never get back
My pain is a platinum stack
Take that shit back
You don’t wanna be me when it all goes wrong
You don’t wanna see me with the houselights on
I’m a little too headstrong
Stand tall
I don’t wanna get walked on
I can’t stand what I’m starting to be
I can’t stand the people that I’m starting to need
There’s so much now
That can go wrong
And I don’t need nobody
Trying to help it along
It’s the same old song
Everybody says you’ve been away too long
Everybody wanna tell you what went wrong
Wanna make you like an icon
Till you believe that they’re right
Filed under: Snapshots

Cool Reiko (bar owner) & her pink Gremlin
Filed under: Photography

See them everyday near by my building
Filed under: Music
♫ Usher
When I think about your lovin’, the Sunday evenings
The fun we use to share
Looking through the memories in my mind
Since I’ve laughed and cried and thought it over
Now I realize that it’s never over only set aside
Oh it’s you sweet baby
I will never be free from your embrace, sweet baby
Only hopin’ it’s not too late to try again
It’s you sweet baby
Ever lost and captured by your smile, sweet baby
I will always be right there by your side, right by your side
Lyin’ here alone I’m dreamin’, my mind keeps wanderin’
My thoughts are only you
Wanderin’ through the memories in my mind
How could love so real have turned so empty
I just keep wanderin’ why
Will I ever find the love we share together you and I
Oh, it’s you sweet baby
Though we’ve had such a long hard road to climb, sweet baby
Only hopin’ it’s not too late to try again
It’s you, sweet baby
Won’t you try and believe in what I say?, sweet baby
I will always be right there by your side, right by your side
Oh it’s you sweet baby
I will never be free from your embrace, sweet baby
Only hopin’ it’s not too late to try again
It’s you sweet baby
Ever lost and captured by your smile, sweet baby
I will always be right there by your side, right by your side
Filed under: Snapshots

Got my blue lenses in celebration of Obama Victory
Filed under: Design
Title: Free paper for Lomo LC-A+ (School Project)
Layout Concept: Image of a Camera
Tool: inDesign CS3
Filed under: Design
Title: Makeup Pamphlet for SHISEIDO (School Project)
Design Concept: Inspired by Destiny Child’s #1’s CD Jacket Cover
Tool: Illustrator CS3
Filed under: Music
♫ Norah Jones
We’re an oyster cracker on the stew
And the honey in the tea
We’re the sugar cubes, one lump or two
In the black coffee
The golden crust on an apple pie
That shines in the sun at noon
We’re a wheel of cheese high in the sky
But we’re gonna be sinkin’ soon.
In a boat that’s built of sticks and hay
We drifted from the shore
With a captain who’s too proud to say
That he dropped the oar
Now a tiny hole has sprung a leak
In this cheap pontoon
Now the hull has started growing weak
And we’re gonna be sinkin’ soon
We’re gonna be
Sinkin’ soon
We’re gonna be
Sinkin’ soon
Everybody hold your breath ’cause
We’re gonna be sinkin’ soon
We’re gonna be
Sinkin’ soon
We’re gonna be
Sinkin’ soon
Everybody hold your breath ’cause
Down and down we go
Like the oyster cracker on the stew
The honey in the tea
The sugar cubes, one lump or two?
No thank you none for me
We’re the golden crust on an apple pie
That shines in the sun at noon
Like the wheel of cheese high in the sky
Well … we’re gonna be sinkin’ soon
Filed under: Thoughts
Thanks to MSNBC’s Live TV on its website, I were able to follow the entire election live from here in Tokyo. Like most people did, I got emotional (tears) over witnessing Obama’s winning to become the first African-American president that made history. At the same time, I was touched as much by McCain’s gracious and unifying concession speech. America is truly an incredible country where nothing is impossible, and I feel proud being a citizen of her!
Filed under: Music
♫ Leona Lewis
This is a crazy world
These can be lonely days
It’s hard to know who’s on your side
Most of the time
Who can you really trust
Who do you really know
Is there anybody out there
Who can make you feel less alone
Some times you just can’t
make it on your own
If you need a place where you can run
If you need a shoulder to cry on
I’ll always be your friend
When you need some shelter from the rain
When you need a healer for your pain
I will be there time and time again
When you need someone to love you
Here I am, hmmm
If you have broken dreams
Just lay them all on me
I’ll be the one who understands
So take my hand
If there is emptiness
You know I’ll do my best
To fill you up with all the love
That I can show someone
I promise you you’ll never walk alone
Well if you need a place where you can run
If you need a shoulder to cry on
I’ll always be your friend
When you need some shelter from the rain
When you need a healer for your pain
I will be there time and time again
When you need someone to love you
Here I am, oooo
Everybody needs somebody who
They can pour their heart and soul into
Well if you need a place where you can run
If you need a shoulder to cry on
I’ll always be your friend
When you need some shelter from the rain
When you need a healer for your pain
I will be there time and time again
When you need someone to love you
Here I am, Here I am
Filed under: Thoughts
Last night I happened to see this old 1989 movie on TV, which unfolds how the mental and emotional factors could govern situations and activities of human life. It amazingly cured for my depression that had costed me unproductiveness in the past few months, and did I mention that 80’s fashion looked absolutely beautiful!
Filed under: Music
♫ Asa
Am in chains you’re in chains too I wear uniforms
You wear uniforms too Am a prisoner
You’re a prisoner too Mr Jailer
I have fears you have fear too I will die
You self go die too Life is beautiful don’t you think so too Mr Jailer
Am talking to you jailer
Stop calling me a prisoner
Let he who is without sin
Be the first to cast the stone Mr Jailer
You suppress all my strategy
You oppress every part of me
What you don’t know
You’re a victim too Mr Jailer
You don’t care about my point of view
If I die another will work for you
So you threat me like a modern slave Mr Jailer
You don’t care about my point of view
If I die another will work for you
So you threat me like a modern slave Mr Jailer
If you walking in a market place don’t throw stones
Even if you do you just might hit
One of your own
Life is not about your policies all the time
So you better rearrange your Philosophies
And be good to your fellow man jailer
I hear my baby say I wan be president
I want chop money
From my government
What he don’t know Be say Mr Jailer
Filed under: Design
Title: Ad Poster Hung on Train (School Project)
Concept: Comics (Dialogue Balloon)
Tool: Illustrator CS3
Filed under: Design
Title: Poster for Jagda (School Project)
Concept: Kabuki
Tool: Illustrator CS3
Filed under: Snapshots
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