Kelvin Lam

I am currently damn-i-have-a lot-uni-work-so-i-need-to-pretend-I’m-done-it hibernation. For this kind of hibernation of certain elements are necessary … allows you to list that we (by we I mean me, but do not hesitate to make a list, too)
      * Huge soundproof headphones so you can blast music without disturbing anyone … I’m careful like that:)
      * Good music … so that you may use your headphones unbelievable.
      * A good internet connection … you can claim your search, but do everything really, but
      * Some well-loved books to re-read … dark nights are always good for this
      * Some new books to devour … because of new books and make them more like books.
      * Study books … just in case you were focused enough to work
      * The chocolate candy …. To give you enough energy to follow all the work you do
      * Funky pajamas … because the best kind of pajamas, duh
      * Comfortable slippers .. to show your love feet
The last item on the list is the only thing I was lacking. I desperately need new shoes. My feet get cold easily and seem to be cold when the rest of my body is hot and what kind of hibernation, it causes all kinds of pain. A trip to matalan is in order and sometimes the last week I ventured out in the cold in search of comfortable slippers, something to keep my feet warm and cozy. Matalan necessary to provide and deliver in a white fluffiness my feet sank in once my feet were in slippers, I swear it gave them a much needed hug. How could I not buy slippers that hugged my feet. I ignored the voice of the mother, they say white, white is wrong with the awkwardness, I’m known for. I told him it was racist, if so, what were the white slippers I was in love. Why would she accept my love! She made amends for his pay to buy them for 2.99 (2.99 yup you did not read the matalan little?)
And I spent a whole day in my slippers, enjoying the gentle caresses, it was oh joy …. The next day, I divided the tea over them.

Try as hard as I can, but still. I could not keep enough G and to the point. Because it is a great word.
Connard. This is the word. And that’s my cat.
Well, one of my cats, or more. We have both. James, an orange tabby, has been with us for some time. It is sweet, shy and wary. Oh, you leave a pet, but there must be, like most cats, on its terms. With an eye on the lookout, you can safe in animal purrs. But it is particularly shy.
And then there is our dog, Savannah.
Each of them a tour of our house and are accustomed to the presence of the other. To the point of friendship.
Then my mother-in-law fell ill last year. She is concerned about the fate of his cat, Nick, as she lay dying in a hospice room. He was assured that it would be, what we bring into our home and take care of him as if he was a part of our family. It has been. We had no choice.
So I decided to gradually put on him, just before the inevitable.
Now Nico is another type of cat. At least what we have been used for James. Nico is a great (read: fat), short gray hair with a white underneath and mittens. It is also very strong. While James is reluctant, Nico is great. It welcomes you, when it is ready, of course, almost anyone. But he has his own technique. It will approach you and flop on the side, exposing its rotunda circumference for you animal. It makes you a favor, you know. "Here it is. Go ahead, it’s ok, you can have it," he seems to suggest, rather obviously.
He took to his new residence, as if it had never been absent. Meow hard as he explored new HIS lair. No matter that James and Savannah are already firmly established. They were just trouble Nick. It was his new platform. And he also let them know in clear terms.
He had a blast every time Savannah attempt to check for him, swatting at him with one of her legs. Savannah and learned to stay out of the new king of the way.
The squeeky wheel is fat.
Maybe I could learn something from him.

This will be a short message, because I am quite looking forward to the workshop from my mother. I’m afraid that I will be unable to write when I’m back after staying all day in the studio, with fatigue.
I just want to say that I only have a true friend to heart all my life. Maybe I am quite impatient likely to treat everyone, but good, honest, it is the only one I can cope for so long without regretting having such a friend. Not in the past, not in the present. I understand that friends will always argue. But still, the next day, they will rub off everything and continue to speak ill or drag. Yesterday I tried to find my bestie dota a game, hope that everything will be fine after the game. I am serious too naive. In addition, the Feast of the online music offline, stopped the game and do our conversation.
This morning, the first thing I did was open his blog. I am sure that it will send something. As I thought, she issued a new one. I’m not sure is it reflects to me. At least when I put my name in each of its "you", it fits. I am not writing to his comments because some of them earlier than I do. Maybe some are not in order of comments, but I do. I feel like I’m not the first to say that I will not leave alone, no matter what happened.
Friends forever, and in my life and I stay with it for so long. Kev sometimes I’m tired but I always said I am not, because it is my best friend and the only contact. She thought that I put in my priority and Kev has always after. Okay, I admit that Kev is my priority, but it is the same too. I never put her after Kev. I must say that everything is because of timing. I do like my responsibility to push on something else, can not I? But it’s reality. She always said that I mention Kev Kev Kev in front of him that actually annoyed her. If indeed complaint Kev and I always mention Viv Viv Viv in front of him. I want them to know that both of them are very important to me and try to treat them fairly by bringing them together. Of course, I find myself again screwing. She did not know that I really pushed all of my friends invitation but I am not pushing his own because it is the only one I care and I want to go out with.
In any case, the more I type, the more I feel that I am trying to show how much am I. This is not my point. I just want to say that, whatever it is always my priority. Yes, I must confess that sometimes it can not get me when she needs me, but seriously, I have no idea what night or afternoon because I’m on my mobile 24 / 7. Is there a network problem or my mobile? I do not know. I have no record showed that she called me many times in the past. But again, I want to say that I will always be there for you. I’m not sure what can I appear immediately when you need me, but at least I will try my best to be more of you forever and I will not leave any match or we argued how much you hate me. I do not need you to be nice to me, I just hope that when you do not have anyone to talk, you think of me.

Aah ~ I’m broke again.
Christmas is past, and therefore half of my vacation. I have spent every penny that I have received for the holidays. I do not know if I regret it or not. I do not think I do. I’m really happy. I will probably not farther, however. But for now, I will take my state of bliss.
(To my surprise, my father bought me a flat screen for frikken x-mas. I never expected that, given the way he is one of the bills complaining all the time. And yes, I am enjoying my new goodness amd 22 inch)
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I had about $ 300 to spend. Not much, but hey, I’m poor. I can not wait ’til I’m old enough to get a part-time job. It sucks when your parents are not even give you an allowance. In any case, more than half of the money had to go to buying a new coat and a new pair of boots. I did about $ 100 or myself if I went myself and "Chrono Trigger" because I know this is a game great. I had already tried before, I knew I wanted it. Moreover, I have a thing for the classics. I spent the rest of my money on manga.
I need to ask my father to make a shelf for my manga. They are all close to my room and an old nag to have to go for my manga. I need in my room whithin my reach. And increasingly, they are not all fit on my old-ray anyway.
In fact, I already had "After School Nightmare" v.01 and 02. I just put ‘em side by side, because it looks cooler. I’ve got ‘em in English because the chapters (here) did not’ em. The title is "The Infirmary after class," which is a shit if you ask me. Manga French securities tend to suck more because they are most often translated horrible … they are worse off that most of the titles in English.
Anyways, six more volumes of After School Nightmare, and it will become the second in the series, I bought all the volumes. Chobits is the first and had six or seven years. I will confess that I like this series more. Murder game, people endangered, a love triangle, a half-man/woman … Wow, I love, if it had a Drama CD. Other French translated manga that I bought is "If your dream come true …" which is "If you dream becomes reality …" I think that is a compilation of a beating. I have not yet read.
But on a great note. Renaud-Bray (English bookstore here) is an extension of their stock. They never sold anything remotely close to BL before (or I just blind?) And a few Fanservice / ecchi manga (or have been hidden from sight). I mean now, I see everywhere and BL lot of other titles I did not even available in bookshops in English here (I found Dogs: bullets and carnage ultimate surprise …). Asuka thank you for the publication of numerous titles in the BL in English I see! I think I found the love for the new manga French. I mean, they are less expensive than the French themselves and some of them own English translation.
Okay wow, I too justified.
The other two were worth my money. I’m surprised I did not find Drama CD "Alley of First Love" … Perhaps there is enough of childhood friends falling in love stories there. Yet it is cute. "Fallen Love" was too large. He bishies-history and fantasy. It is a compilation of plans for a more or less linked. I loved the one with the magic user who wanted to die, but could not.
Vol.01 Death Note was a gift. I read it, even if I have already done online. It just goes to show that I like reading manga with the volume in my hands rather than online. I feel that I can appreciate art more when I’m the owner. I can spend more time watching art, because my eyes do not turn red.
misterbishie-in-the-mist
something and I drew love me because I connect
Many of my friends tell me I am wasting money because I can read manga online for free. But I do not think that is right. I do not think I need to explain it because I think most already understand. On the one hand, I buy the manga because I have the volume. I also buy them because I like the pleasure of going to a bookstore and browsing a manga. I spend hours to decide on which I spend my money on manga and can wait until I have received more money. I normally go to the store intending to buy something, but I always change my mind and try something else. It’s fun and I support the industry. I do not think that is a waste at all. The only time I did when I bought "Twelve." Gods, which was a waste of money.
Well, my mom thinks it’s a waste of money to buy manga. I think she prefers to buy new clothes to wear and other things. But honestly, that lasts longer? The manga or clothing? (IT’S THE MANGA! And, I wear a uniform to school)
Well, wow. I wrote too. Apologies.

drink a sugar bordered cosmo.
I’m stuck up rich .. Not cool.
Been in a good mood today .. wanted sum of my year.
My last year of 2008 has been a change ….
Now i sound like Barack Obama in this bitch, but he really has been a year of change for me. I found myself and achieved many things. I honestly think that I grew up a little. I know who I am and I think everyone who knows me .. knows who I am now. This year has started … no new years kiss, and there is no end of new years, or kiss. Frankly, I do not want one. It was a year of celibacy. And I need another. I had no Valentine’s Day, no cuddle buddy for the holidays, no one to spend my birthday with … It was wonderful. My friends, I have taken place. When i didn’t have there for me boy, I had my friends .. Jacey was with me at every holiday … only too ..=] and as I have my friends, whatever, ill be fine. =]
It was a year that I gave more than I received. I was a friend to people who need an hour. I volunteered to places that need it. It was a year of change ..
… I would like to 2009. Its our years, the class of 09. New vid coming years again .. better this year, cuz its our year. with the former .. with 09.

Is this Christmas, then more? I’m never sure. I know that traditionally be released until January 6, but pays only the opinions of more. Anyone who has trees, then it is just probably a little lazy. It is a strange time of year. I kind of fun. Or I take advantage of dark days and cold, and the chance to sit by the fireside. I can do without too leniently than it makes me feel grotty and my inability to drink means that I’m not really much of a Boozer. I very rarely feel happy alcohol fashion these days. It seems to me to go straight to a little sobriety drowsiness. Which is a bit pants but it means that I drink less. Which in the long term, is probably a good thing. We can not be said for one of my neighbors, however. I saw him stagger home on Christmas Eve 9ish in its work clothes. He had a good start being drunk, weaving all over the road, fall, saying random stuff, waving his finger, changing direction and then to remember what it was supposed to do. It was quite funny. Brought back some painful memories of similar experiences that I never want to repeat. I made sure he can find his key and get in before I left him. He did, after a bit of struggle and panic.
This is one of those strange laws of nature that whatever shitfaced you’re still at home, in your bed and not lose your key. I have no recollection of how I have done many times, but somehow you wake up in the right place. Or you wake up in another location with little idea of how (or why).
My favorites are those where Christmasses I have the chance to just spend time with my other half, without too many complications. We had a brilliant walk through York on Christmas Day. This is probably the only day of the year when almost everything is closed and the place is very quiet. It seemed like a completely different city. There was a real freedom to be able to explore only familiar places with hardly anyone around. The same can not be said in my Christmas morning run when I could not move for research sullen families, children on the new bikes and skateboards, and loads of other runners. Like me, they were probably semi-offensive fear food and I wanted to put some points in the ability of the bank before it all began.
In general, we do a lot of reading as the TV is bad. I can watch something interesting on Christmas Day on the veracity or otherwise of the story of the Nativity, we are accustomed. It is of course largely myth and metaphor, created to meet certain criteria prophesised for all those who wanted to argue was the Messiah of the Jews. She was covered with pieces of fleeting chance to meet the particular political and religious needs at different times, it became something until infants cutely reproduce every year. At the end of a two-hour slot of the whole basis of the story was deemed insufficient. But as the kind of manifesto. It is surely a matter of faith for believers. As one of the Catholic Bishops interviewed said, it’s not something you intended to probe or question. You are supposed to accept as true classical or conventional or false, but in other areas of the faith that can not be quantified. This is history, tradition. It is a kind of magic and we should look at the life and teachings of the man concerned, rather than the mysteries of his birth.
I am not totally opposed to this idea. Love is something that falls into the same category. If we look too much to bring us back to the biological development and the imperative of survival mechanisms of the group, but what we experience is even more meaningful. The quest for lasting love and genuine partnership is something that dominates most peoples lives. We built a set of social model, produced art and culture to explore. Our ignore something so instinctive and primary based on sentiments of its ups and downs.
It is therefore an argument of our own culture overlaid on top of that behavior stems from biological evolution neccessities that the Church is increasingly using the Nativity and other miracles of biblical history. The continuation of Christianity does require both a virgin birth and bodily resurrection true. If you reduce Jesus to be a "great master," then consider what he taught you find that it is not really remarkable. The ancient Greek and Roman philosophers have given to our culture more than the teachings of Jesus, most of the ideas that existed before him anyway. His death and ressurrection are not particularly exceptional fitting perfectly into a number of old religions. The Christian faith boils down to whether you can swallow the myths, to suspend your critical enough, or you perceive the trade-off big enough to do so. I know I can not and that years of non-belief is the story becomes more bizarre and out of my daily experience, something the Scandinavian myths or ancient Egypt. Go to a church service now seems like a betrayal of my intelligence and I think I’ve come to believe that many more that I have no desire to believe in something beyond. "
Thus, the story of the Nativity is a ragbag of things. It is the color and that is enough, but it does not matter. Christmas is not really a Christian holiday for most, if it ever really was. So if you believe or not, is whether or not you’re willing to suspend the reason to go into something, to choose the Christian products off the shelf and see if it matches. In a relativistic world it is a choice among others. I think morally and intellectually and humanism is much more to offer than the strange world of the Bible.
We spent the day after Christmas with my brother and his family. It really was a beautiful day and it is times like that I am grateful for. I think even if we do not have any link with a Christian festival we still need more time than expected this year. Families can be problematic things I think. The propaganda has much to answer. I am grateful for my own will. We are collectively a good group of people. I enjoy their company.
We foolishly ventured into town today. It was hellish. The people go crazy on sales. We have obtained more quickly and can then just chilled and ignored the world. Apart from a great pass in the Holy Land, which has all of the Christmas story in our minds. It was pretty frickin ugly is not it? Maybe the murderer, vengeful, tribal world of old and new testament is not really foreign after all? The main Palestinian protests over the indiscriminate Israeli bombing that took place were centered around Bethlehem, of all places. Hundreds of angry collected. The mayor has turned off the lights of Christmas. What is dead today to add to the growing humanitarian crisis that the Israeli blockade deprives people of many desperate neccessities the basis of life, there is probably not many people to celebrate.
It is old myths that you see. This is one reason for everything. Promised land and selected. Innocent people who die in the name of the old stories.

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