my story goes on...

again..im writing something beccause right now i feel very hollow...after a long series of travelling,i finally settled down and began to write something...
i always got exited before a trip yet became very bored halfway.This time,there seems to be no more exitement,no boredom too...
left was lots of sensations on the way and exhaustion after things came to an end...
my job?i'm a fucked'up hoLiDayeR...
people will never know where i've been these 20 days...the lasting,and brief 20 days...
a journey to the place they will never arrive...=)

u know..i was shocked...the entire spine felt ice-cold...
but for sure i'm not gonna let it climb up to my face...


i never expected anybody to understand why i never take off this bangle from my wrist...i don explain no more...i believe it would come across real cool on the day when it's proved...
(very unfortunately,the bangle snapped few days ago,but it's still been carried with me.)







At dark nights in the hotels...i thought over and over...sometimes i thought aloud until i awakened myself from the crankery...
at last,i would smile and tell myself,'everything's gonna be okay and it's time for bed now,young man.'
it can't be easy to fall asleep...because it's always a strange bed...even at home...because it's a strange home...







i suppose the sunshine isn't the same everywhere...anyway,this is how sunshine feels like in Beijing--our beloved capiatal...
it's a dinified city..staunch and tough,but never grim...it's a lively place...everyone's life is well-embeded into the picture of this city...i like their accent by the way...

good morning.Beijing.




i cried...i don cry in front of people,
but parents knows the magic that
makes u cry..right before them...

Dad:"life is yours.i will be the supporter of your decision forever."

i:"i have thought through it,i believe i've made the best choice."

Dad:"Then go ahead with it."

the conversation between two men before i boarded the flight to Guangzhou...

Beijing Road--Guangzhou 13/12/05

they are the best friends i could ever have...they make me feel secure...make me feel cared...
never doubted that the soup i was drinking might have been poisoned...

the train has come to fetch me...

the journey never stops...my story will go on...

it is not a script plotted out...it's waiting to be realized...

vision...action...love...philosophy...

:::+:ETHER:+:::