Where to start...

Today, I got back from Dallas, from Heaven!

LA is burning like Hell, I can't imagine how is it like last weekend, I was just glad I made the perfect getaway.

Anyhow, the person that save my life told me I gotta at least make my house clean.

A comfortable living sure lead to a healthier living.

But my house is in a giant mess right now I don't even know where to start to make it look better.

I thought about bringing in new roommate, provides free room in exchange of room service.

And someone seriously thought I am serious, I mean seriously...

My priviate space in exchange of room service?

Actually that doesn't sounds like a bad deal, and I will need good company once in a while, drink beer or wine, chill and talk, play Katamari together...something like that.

We all get lonely sometimes, especially in Los Angeles when you usually don't see anybody if you have a job like my job.

But is not easy to have good roommate, and is not easy to meet people that click your life style.

This is my first time living by myself, I am ok with it, but I think I prefer roommates, at least I don't feel like so isolated sometimes.

Maybe it is not a bad idea after all eventhough it starts out completely like making fun of myself kinda joke.

But how long I will be in Los Angeles?

I don't know.

Today, I am the happiest person!

Coming back to LA already 10 days, still not get used to the life here, espcially the driving part, also, the fact that you can't get any shit done most of the time when all your time is wasted in your car.

And the broken dishwasher really ruin my day.

After a long long day, I finally got home in one piece, looked at all the crap in my car that I had no time to clean up, I just roll my eyes and carried all my stuffs head back home.

When I look up to my apartment, I saw a loooong package sitting in front of my room, then I was like "OMG OMG OMG~~~"

I can totally feel my tears in my eyes, I ran up to the stairs with 3 gallons of water, picked up the package, opened my door and started going crazy.

That's the ski that I ordered last week.

It brough me so much joy even it was still sitting in the box. I looked at the box for 10 minutes with smile on my face, look like a complete idiot. Called a few important persons that cares about how I feel or at least understand how I feel and spread the great news, then I started cutting the cardbox and finally took them out.

It is very very shinny pink color, I was surprised, it looked like dark red in the picture when I order it.

I threw in my outfit for this season with the ski and standing there for a few more minutes....

*wink*

I think I will look great! =)

Good Person, Bad Person

My friend said I am born to be a good person, because when I have any bad thoughts or bad intention, my body will react negatively and sometimes, trying to kill me.

Maybe she is right, after all, she is a lawyer, I will assume she has good reasoning. And I know because of that, I can never be a lawyer, no bad thoughts? Then how can I be a good lawyer?

But there are tons of reason for a good person to become a bad person. I think the main reason is usually the good person realize it is stupid to be so nice, they end up losing everything just to be nice and considerate. The world is full of selfishness and greed, it is contaminated, it is poisoning and it is unavoidable.

Can I really sue someone because they are being selfish ? Will judge rule in my favorite? Will judge sentence these people and ask them to return my dignity and pride?

I have problem to deal with selfishness, I try to gain my justice back by fighting really hard, by playing dirty, by being a bad person...

Then my heart try to kill me for another day, and I learn, there's no justice in this world afterall.

But today, the judge rules in my favorite, then I realize, because I won the case, now I have so many shit to deal with...

Sense of figure

My boss used to tell me that, how much money you can hold in your life, that's how much you can earn. If you can hold 1 million dollars, eventhough you earn 2 milllons dollars, you will definately lose half of it.

And how much you can earn define by how much you can spend.

Spending=Earning

That's why stingy people will never become rich. Because when you are nagging about spending 1 dollar extra on your lunch, your sense of money figure is only that 1 dollar.

It is kinda vague I know...but until you experience it, you will increase your money figure sense greatly.

I used to be a stingy bustard myself, never buy stuff before sales, spend hours and hours searching a better deal online, driving in circle to find a free parking spot, line up for hours to get something cheap or free...

Until one day, I have to spend somuch in one shot, my life changed.

So now spending on anything less than what I paid for that single event is not so much anymore. And I wouldn't mind to have something more challenging than this figure, because money doesn't buy you the truth of life but it certainly does help you realize evil and good.

Time, happiness, health, family and good friends are the source of earning money, there's no measurement to calculate just how much these things worth because you don't know what kind of opportunity they will push you to or help you to get in your life time. We all say that everyday, but how many of us truly understand just how much these things worth to make you a better person.

Without them, you will never earn a penny in your life. Even you earn a penny, that's totally meaningless.

I guess the truth behind being generous is really bringing more wealth to you. Maybe next time you should think about paying 10 dollar for that parking lot , because you never know the 10 mins time that you gain will open up what kind of opportunity in life.

For me, this is just a good reasoning for spending big on my ski trip, muahaha~~

First gear

I bought my gears for skiing.



Ski- checked

Bindings-checked

Ski boots- checked

Ski bag (for air travel)- checked

Ski poles-

Jacket- checked

Pants- checked

Beanies- checked

Skullcandy- checked

Ski guide- checked

Camelpak- checked

Goggle- checked

Sunscreen- checked

Ski Mask-

Ski socks- checked

Music-

bla bla bla-


Ok, I am surprise there's still a few more things to check!


But most important of all, my spirit CHECKED!

I am not at all a good skier, but I believe, spirit made up half of my skills.

3 months later

I left LA for 3 months, now I am back.

Nothing move in my apartment at all, everything sit still at the same position before I left. Good news.

If you never leave your house for this long, you are a lucky one. So you don't have to see what I saw and smell when I first entered my house yesterday. Is good to have roommates, at least to keep your space alive.

My apartment was completely dead, covered in dust, some stuff brokens, growing mole, bugs... I am gald I stored most of the thing properly in my closet, but some of the unfortune one will be tossed away.

I realize just simply living in will keep my apartment alive.

How strange?

I never really clean up when I live here, but somehow, I can feel everything is breathing.

Now I get the same feeling back slowly...and slowly breath in the city.

Start from Burton store today.