Raining...



Went up north and visited a dragon fruit farm.



This is how the flower looks like...



And this is the plant of the dragon fruit...



And the real thing...



Well... I think you must try the fruit yourself... for this one


Then went to pray pray...



The Goddess 0f Mercy from near



The Goddess 0f Mercy from far



And the King of four seas from near



The king of four seas from far



C, I do not know if you still recall this place...

Do you know the stars in the wind is still shaking the windows of that hotel room that we used to stay?

Over the room as small as me, the stars fill up the sky, shining brightly as though they are telling me don't be hurt too much. as though they are hugging me tight and comfort me,telling me to go to sleep...

And though I'm exhausted to the point where I can't walk, though my tears blur my vision. I'll still smile in front of my love that I'm not able to get...

Even though our happy times were short, I'll treasure it deep inside my heart like those countless number of stars embroidered in my eyes, forever...



C, Do you know...

These fishing ships that we once ride still sails...



The gold coin that we once walk though still stands...



The tides stills comes and goes...



The mountain still exist...



The Big fish still swims...



But you're no longer with me...

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Stories of a accidental spy

Raining...

Dear Lord...

I've come before you to protest a grave injustice...

My Lord... You have allowed me to have and gone though an unhappy childhood, A child which I have to fight for my daily share of food. A childhood that most of the night that I have to go to bed without food but only with fear...

My Lord... You have allowed me to had the woman whom I love so dear to love and to leave me, But My Lord... You have never failed to allowed me from getting updates about her the very moment I manage to walk out from the depression of getting her last news.

... And Lord... You knew I missed her so much.

My Lord... You have allowed people to conveniently blame me for things that I have not done...

...But My Lord... You had always never give me a chance for a rematch or to seek readdress.

And My Lord... You had as always allowed them to go Scott free without even a slap on their wrist.

My Lord... You have never fail to turn your back on me whenever I got into a fix or when I find myself in a difficult time.

My Lord... You have time to time put me to the tests and controversies draining me out inside out day after day...

My Lord...You have allowed people to walk all over me, pushed me all around days after days and months after months.

My Lord... I beg you to show me a sign, tell me what I have done to deserve all these?

My Lord... I beg you to tell me what should I do to get your attention, For I had tried... You know I tried everything and I still don't have your attention.

My Lord... I beg you to tell me what must I do so that you will stop turning your back on me and start allowing me to walk alongside you?

My Lord... I beg you to tell me what must I do to have you on my side to fight all my enemies, foreign... and domestic?

My Lord... I beg you to tell me fast, for I can no longer stand fast and hold on to my position any much longer... But whatever happens... My Lord , I prayed that you will not think less of me...

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Stories of a accidental spy

Raining...



Hell of a back lot... but anyway saw a cute bike when I went to a bikeshop to have a knocking sound fixed...



Cute right? but you not know that this bike is runing on petrol.



And now after removing the casing... it was discovered that the knocking sound is caused by a broken bracket.



Damn stupid bike and bracket cost me $80 to weld it back.



This is how it look after the bikeshop tear down the casing...

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Blog entries/postings/comments/food reviews are solely the views/personal opinion of the author with no political ill-intent/offence to any members of the public

Stories of a accidental spy