Pretty little liars

Will you...

...still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?

Okay. Beautiful is very loosely used here.

Little

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Lightness

Good morning, Hong Kong.

I hate noise but here I am.
I hate the idea where life is highly driven by the sheer concept of materialism
Yet here I am.
I hate crowds and chaos
Yet again and again here I am.
What is this you have over me?

I scratched a little.
I felt a soul.
I pressed my ear a little.
I heard a beating heartbeat.
I smelled intently.
I found life.

Your contradictions amaze me.
Your rebellions inspire me.
Your acceptances amuse me.
Your fighting spirit humbles me.

So I come back
Again and again.
Bless your beating heart, Hong Kong.

Kowloon with love

Heading to Hong Kong in a bit.

This time round, hope to catch a bit of the 'countryside'.

But it is thunderstorm season.

So...lepak, it will be.

All the way to reno...

...vations.

House is undergoing toilet upgrading work and boy, this sucks. Mother and sister have gone to stay at my uncle's but I am staying behind to accompany Father who wants to stick around to supervise the place...and to clean it up at the end of the next 10 days, of course.

Gonna be so tiring on him physically and financially. The contractors hacked part of our cabinet because of some piping work. Our wash basin area seems somewhat ruin too. There's only so much I can contribute.

Anyway, the kitchen, due to the layout of my 'island', does not have enough space for the contractors to place a portable loo. That means, Father and I have to utilise the communal loo downstairs. Again, that sucks balls.

Think tomorrow I have to bring dirty laundry to work and air them there.

Shower before I get home too.

Boo.