Here's looking at you kid

Not an event, neither a remarkable ceremony.
Nor a fantastic firework, Not even close to a thousand laps of swimming.
A song just won't work either.

The realization comes randomly while I'm driving enjoying an after rain evening breeze with Burger King's aroma filling up my car and a dinner for my family by my side. Its like a biological clock that comes in & reminds me that I should be all cured & well by now and life has been patiently waiting for me.

And that's it. Today is ordinary but extraordinary.

Talking bout today.. well Mom&Dad aint cooking and I was conveniently going to Burger King when they called.. so ended up me buying dinner for family..lol.

Its a long wait

Anyhow.. the food is average. But its quite expensive.. and I am surprised the amount of burger I get to choose.. I was like clueless on which to choose.. haha. The food is only average though. Still feel McD is better.. more stuff to eat.. Mcflurry, Sundea.. etc etc..

I've been using my Vivaz to take a few pictures recently.. the results are quite satisfying .. and I'm most pleased with the video recording results. I've uploaded 3 vids up on my FB account.. u can check up on it if ur free.

DSLR+Pink Mascot=Epic Match!
Stabilize me instead

I know it had been centuries since I've changed my blog song. Now this is a new one that I bumped on while watching Chuck latest episode.

You can tell Gayle, if she calls,
That I'm famous now for all of these rock and roll songs.
And even if that's a lie, she should've given me a try.
When were kids on the field of the first day of school.
I would've been her fool.
And I would've sang your name in those old high school halls.
You tell that to Gayle, if she calls.

And you can tell Jane, if she writes,
That I'm drunk off all these stars and all these crazy Hollywood nights.
That's total deceit, but she should've married me.
And tell her I spent every night of my youth on the floor,
Bleeding out from all these wounds.
I would've gotten her a ride out of that town she despised.
You tell that to Janey, if she writes.

But boys will be boys and girls have those eyes
That will cut you to ribbons sometimes.
And all you can do is just wait by the moon
And bleed if it's what she says you oughta do.

You remind Anna, if she asks why,
That a thief stole my heart while she was making up her mind.
I heard she lives in Brooklyn with the cool,
Goes crazy over that New York scene on 7th Avenue.
But I used to wait at the diner, a million nights without her,
Praying she won't cancel again tonight.
And the waiter served my coffee with a consolation sigh.
You remind Anna, if she asks why.
Tell her it's allrigth.

You know it's hard to tell you this.
Oh it's hard to tell you this.
Here's looking at you, Kid.

P/s: Boy will be boys, and girls have those eyes~