the iron chef......home edition

九號風球的下午，在一片喝采聲中（我家電視這幾星期都停留在奧運台），老豆與我相約廚房大戰一番：


dad's 芝士薯仔天便麵 V.S. my 煙三文魚蕃茄炒蛋+黑橄欖麥飽





記得小時候夏季總是常常打風，近年感覺上少了；當忙碌的城市忘了停下來，大自然便會來提醒我們，她說：就讓颱風給他們一記耳光吧！

打得真好 =)

btw，iron chef的賽果是……大家都清了碟
（趁媽子在北海道還沒有回來，趕快收拾殘局為上算）

words words

words words

because i know they are ruthless, powerful, and lethal
i'd remain silent
plz allow me to remain silent for a while

i'm sure i'd say something rash
although they are my true feelings
but they will hurt
and one day, when i look back, i'd rather my true feelings were never heard instead
to save the regret for that one day
plz allow me to remain silent for a while

and yet
here i am, giving births to more words
unleashing something i can no long handle
perhaps one as weak as i can never hold back
gushy stormy waves stirred up inside of me

at last
i gulped it down
like spoonfuls of medicine
my nerves become numb
oh, but please let me swallow it all up
if Jesus is really living within me
then He can tame the ocean of bitterness alright

and so i believe

25.5 degrees?

(taken outside H&M, central, back in June08, a normal breezy nite)
they said problems usually arise at the executional level...
...which is true in this case