my wall!

that's a part of the wall in my room~

some time at the start of the year, i started printing photos from my photo shoots.

hello, it's not self obession okay!

it's called self admiration achievement!

somehow, i get the "power" to carry on when I see them.

behind each photo holds a memory.

say hello to my 3 eeyores.

2 are from poly mates and 1 was bought by me.

that's the amount of photos on my wall right now!

I can continue adding them all the way to the bottom provided that I have upcoming shoots.

and, when the photos hit the base, it means, I cannot keep a pet!

maybe a dog BUT must be toilet trained.

when this wall is filled, I have no idea where else to place.

i should probably start printing photos of my friends and me.

I've never printed photos of my family, let alone of my friends.

okay, time to do something~

while assisting shoots, i finished reading this:

a love novel.

I think I cannot watch sad romance movies or read love stories.

cos' i was actually tearing after reading Dear John.

It's really a good book.

I know I'm sadistic at times but, I am still human.

good thing the rest (photographers and model) were shooting away.

whew~

the hat belongs to Model Melissa.

I thought it was Mike's till Melissa took it for round 2.

oops~

& I think I need plastic surgery luhh.

I came across the strangest opening tagline yesterday while at adidas.

the first question asked was, 'ehh. broke already?' i was super confused with what he was saying,

thanks ah, J.

when I felt I grew fat, Model Bernice and candleghost told me,

"You lost weight!"

There's so much more, too. When I close my eyes, I see your face;

when I walk, it's almost as if I can feel your hand in mine. Those things are

still real to me, but where they once brought comfort, now they leave me with an ache.

I understood your reason for staying in the army, and I respected your decision. I still do, but we both know our relationship changed after that. We changed, and in your heart, I think you realised it, too. Maybe the time apart was too much, maybe it was just our different worlds.

I don't know. Every time we fought I hated myself for it.

Somehow, even though we still loved each other,

we lost that magical bond that kept us together.