It signifies many things, and we all know, the externals and the internals, it is pretty awesome, but for now, let’s talk about holidays. The Year of Dragon will arrive in a few days and my holiday (and everyone else’s) begins now, I’m super excited and super busy to work on a lot of things, coz I need to backpack everything and make every preparation I could so that tomorrow it will be a turn of a page of dream, the dream of the islands from the far east of once cruel and disciplined.

So 15man yen, 8.5 days, 1 city, 2 towns, 1 country side, 1 mountain, possibly endless temples, shrines, buses and train rides, tempura and udon and ramen and sushi and various ryori, OMG, I can’t believe it~ ^^

So happy so happy~~

After 4 years, after being known that nobody would escape Dec 21st, I finally stumbled and got myself an iPhone, 4S mind you, kekekeke (evil laugh).

It is undeniable that I paid like 20% more expensive than a norm to get this phone while receiving 2 useless free gift, but it is now already too late to go back time, not unless I knew if I must buy it back in last Friday with an Unicom package though.

What’s done is done, I did all the waiting and now I am short sighted, shallowed planned, impulsed hand, and some fast cash comes to that, and I am just excited that I now am among the millions of Pekinese who show off their iPhone all the time in every where, there is no where I go that I couldn’t see someone holding one.

This is my eighth Apple product, and once again the late Steve Jobs won~ damn you, but thank you~

To many of the small little reasons to be in the capital city is one of them, watching a proper chinese drama. I have such a velleity on this for so long until the turn of new year did I decide to make a change for it. And boy was I quick to make up to it that I went all the way from my North East home to a South West theatre on the 1st of new year, a modern comedy called “Everybody is Sick” (don’t we all?) It was not entirely good, but not bad to start my record on the hobby. The story was a bit sci-fi, and the humor was not entirely amusing, still I would not claim that as under-value for my RMB100.

And just merely a week off I was in another theatre in the heart of the city, watching “Home“, the notoriously famous genre about conservative big family, major incest and sexual discriminations, and to top it all, someone died being the climax of the stage. This story is no doubt such a cliche but the stage deco is easily ranked one of the best that I have seen, to the extend that I owed someone now RMB10 over the bet that the actors won’t wear a mic. (darn~) It is a well paid RMB180 ticket but I know that I should not watch too much catastrophic tragedy to worsen my mundane life.

And behold, that is not it, for tonight there is another invitation for a stand up comedy, while on next Wednesday is JUMP, the Korean kungfu drama which I am looking forward to. I do hope that I could pick up a good hobby like this to be entertained, rather than being home punching keyboards and watching you know what….. (snigger)

Yesterday was the chinese calendar of Small Snow, and by 2am when I walked out from the karaoke towards the 40mins walk home, I realized it was snowing, very little, only visible when one looked at the street light’s silhouette, it was so quiet and peaceful to watch the tiny little pieces drifting in the air, yet invisible when close by. And it got me immediately thinking about BoBoZ, a silly but straight forward connections towards the situation, I know something must have gone on in my subconscious. (was it really? was it really? was it really?)

I barely fell to sleep, by day light, I looked up at my balcony window and it was snowing intensively, this time, I can see very clearly on each particle flow in the air, following a certain pattern before dropping to the ground, the streets and ground were kept in a bed of snow. It was London all over again, so beautiful, so quiet, so light, yet so excruciatingly lonely. I called Cutie to share my thoughts, I was not sure if she could feel the way I did, but it was nice to have someone you loved with you watching the snowing scene together, even virtually. And then I called BoBoZ and we shared some thoughts too, it was really the only thing I thought about.

The first snow of 2012, I keep having this little wish with me, till the next time when I could really look at someone’s eye and smile while having the romantic snow falling over my head. It must be an incredible feeling~

1 piece is equivalent to RMB800 or RM400, almost a bagger’s monthly earning (when one is lucky). So it is by far the least currency paper that I have exchanged for my travel, only 15 pieces all together, it is slimmer than the thinnest mobile device.

And now everything is almost set, I have prepared most of which I should do to enter the country of Orient to its own unique culture, and the islands of some 1.3 billion population (that’s one tenth of China mind you). There must be a lot that I am expecting, but in fact most of all, I really fancy on ramen and tempura and all the mouth watering cuisine I have been dreaming of day by day, it is just can’t get off my mind.

The fact is now I have less than 3 weeks, and I must complete all my work for this quarter, and I must learn as much as I should to be at ease there. On top of this, I have also decided to bring a scribble book with me for my painter fantasy, I wish I would have time to sit down and sketch something, it would be somehow meaningful.

Today I want to talk about Outer Look and Inner Look. I no longer need to further explain and convince you that in the modern days of society, everyone (yes Everyone) is looking at outer look far more impressive than the inner look of anyone we encounter.

And this situation is amplified perhaps 5 times when it comes to the homosexual community, it is totally crucial and unbeatable when your good looks, good taste, good arms and good chest set a feast of eyes for the beholders and be worshipped upon. The first 5 seconds, or 5 next days, nobody is going to try to learn how well a person you are, how nicely behaved, or how politely you conversed, they won’t really mind if you spoke of foul language, nor making fun of lesser minds, or even committing a crime. People will simply like you because you are physically fresh and smell really nice.

On the other hand, what if a person with a hunky body that smells nice and delicious is in actuality having a fragile personality, one that yearns for attentions, hoping the caring of the person to whom they desire (let alone by another hunky body), all they have done on their physical outlook is converting into how much they need this care, this love, and how insecure they are within their little tiny heart that pumps less than 72 times a minute.

Have we ever see a hunky body with passing through their titanium outlook is a weak, fragile, sensible, weeping sorrow after grievance, a soul so sad that you could break him with a single fierce gaze? I think to most of us (at least myself), we don’t ever link this two components together (thanks to the mighty Hollywood), but I wish that if you read this, the next time you see the outlook of a person, try to imagine, just do it, that he/she might be a complete opposite personality from his/her look, and isn’t that makes you feel better about yourself? (shrug)

Well, cliche isn’t it? madame monsieur

I actually had a special countdown last night, lying on bed, with BoBoZ, it was over the top romantic when rethink about it, but also excruciatingly helpless that I could not hold his hand to wish him happy new year. (In this information age, one can only assume and realize that this was done virtually)

On this day, I assume I will be alone all by myself, I should do something really productive, although the first thing comes to mind about productivity is work, but we all know I would be condemning myself if I did, right, ladies? So what I am going to do is something more valuable to myself, perhaps a long walk outside since the sun is so lovely shiny and I just love winter sun~

I wish you, and almost to myself, a very Happy 2012 New Year, and if the ends still on scheduled, please make me a happy one.

You might have already sensed it, that I looked particularly glowing this week (e-hem), no, I was actually talking about mentioning a new name in the past few of my blogs, a person called BoBoZ, to whom I spent with during this Christmas and it was merely 12 hours or so, but converted into a week of me smiling, but I guess nobody noticed.

To be clear, I did not see it coming, and I did not expect it to go so well (right after so many rejections, one can only hope that it didn’t go too bad this time). But could it be the thunderbolt right upon my head (or in this case, it must be his), or was it just an illumination of infatuation that I am quite, not overly experienced, familiar with. Well, tough case, let’s leave it to that.

So my 2011, another great year, another wonderful time that able to move from a Southern China city to a Northern Capital, in which a transition of culture, food, people, environment, weather to the most. How could one like me being so comfortable with such change, taking aside all the blurry images of ugly, dirty, weird, bad, unfortunate events, I do am really lucky to be here.

But this year is not a travel oriented year, as I only been to Xi’an and did not really explore big places for big time, but I hope 2012 will change that, not particular big, but it seems Japan is no longer a dream. Speaking to which, have I told you that Japan has been one of my top of the top? I cannot believe that I am really doing it now, in merely 3 weeks’ time. WoW.

And 2011 is not a year for good impressive music and movies, I did not particularly have any number comes right shut up on my face, there were some decent ones, but just not striking me though.

I’ve grown a lot more homey in 2011, I no longer having a healthy social life, partly because there is a lacking of Xiamen bitch character in Beijing, and another part is I failed to obtain someone’s heart into mine (the Bo project is not as simple as it seems, I could have been struggling like fish or chicken now) Nevertheless I am now almost an official spokesman for the homeys, I eat, drink, slip, suck, exhale, like a homey~ homey me~

So 2012 huh~ It’s a touchy subject, many people are trying to avoid the issue, while many people are amplifying it, page by page, leave by leave, I think I am just going to enjoy whatever I have, smile to whichever makes me happy, and love the person that is adorable to me. (shrug) Thank you 2011, I am still here~

It’s 7 days before the year 2012, I guess we all are getting to the grip of the final days but still, it seems mine was not particularly in solemn and sorrow, in fact I was with BoBoZ last night, and a wonderful night I must add. Then again, it is not here for me to tell you the details because I don’t deserve to confess unless to a priest, who is in nude hopefully, with a hunk of body and an angelic minxful face, kekeke.

Then again, I wish all, and mostly myself, a happy Christmas and may the end of ends starts with a good start of starts. Yay me~

It’s been a week or two since I wrote, mostly is because I made up a decision to start bulking up for 5 days week instead of 3, and also I was really busy at work, literally f*cking me up the face by the numbers and readjustments and re-readjustments of data, it’s a drat, but life goes on.

I am mad at myself because I couldn’t find a decent time to buy proper presents and wrap them to give to the people I care, so shamefully they will be getting some crappy stuff from me this year, but I did wear a santa hat in office to comfort their disappointment a little.

It’s Christmas eve, I had a good lunch with my fancy little lovely couple but now I was eating zajiang noodle on my own for dinner. It required a hell of mind balance skill to persuade myself that it was not so bad, after all, BoBoZ will join me later for the evening, only I am kind of sleepy right now (dang!)

I do not know why I’ve always got such emotional attachment towards Christmas, though I am no Christian nor knowing anything historical fact about this festival, yet it feel really good and romantic to listen to the songs and make presents, having a nice warm meal with people you like/love and happy about it, I think this is the most satisfaction I could have gotten for my life towards this destination, only to yet it has not exactly happening every year, still, I keep my head high, and my smile bigger than my chest, and look forward~

Merry Christmas to you too.