my beloved bestfriend (middle), because of her incessant requests....

with the royal guard in bangkok



beer bottles after a party



more beer bottles

New Haven or Nyhavn...famous for colorful houses and the utter lack of sobriety



on a boat in the middle of nowhere

pimpin' (daw)



once chubby new years'



me on the singapore river

hongkong city lights



my high school id



can you spot the jollibee in hongkong?

a time when i had short hair

How the food sometimes looked and tasted...



united colors



with a hateful classmate and a hateful haircut!!



queen's court, i think...

biggest mouth in danish history



so pretty

Changed the picture on the sidebar. It's still the North Sea but I took this picture.

the streets of cph



when there are stupid classmates around



classmate who looks like david schwimmer

November 16

Dear Angel,

Please do not cry. Words do not suffice how deeply I have been touched by your kindness and sincerity. Not even all the words in all the languages in this world in all their simple and complex permutations are enough for me to express how much I value you. In a hundred years I would not be able to even begin giving back what I have taken from you. If only we both could live so long then maybe I would be able to touch your heart as well.

Angel, please do not cry. I leave you now wanting but knowing that we will see each other again. And, when we are together again, I will have eternity on my side.

Please do not cry, Angel, because I am not worth your tears. I have not the right nor the reason to let you shed even one. Yes deep inside I am weeping and always searching for you because you are my angel and I am about to leave you.

Yesterday night, for someone

My hands are not perfect but
If only they were warm enough to touch you and soft
enough to hold you
I would take your hand and you would know that the
way your hand fits mine is just about perfect

The words I speak are not perfect but
If only they were sweet enough to melt you and
brave enough to impress you
I would tell you so you would know that what little words
that do come out in their honesty are just
about perfect

I am not perfect but
If only the things I do were great enough and
the plans I make smart enough
I would ask you to be with me so you would know
that I want the time I have with you to be
just about perfect

But life isn't perfect
No matter how much I try
No matter what I do
My hands will neither be as warm nor as soft
My words not as sweet or as brave
Nor will I ever be as great or as smart to be just
about perfect

But you, for me, will be just about perfect
Because your hands are warm and soft enough,
the words you speak sweet and brave enough
and the things you do great and smart enough
to be just about perfect.

Cute nephew and niece.



Cute niece. <<--ahem, nephew pala. :p

Cuteness seems to run in the family. :p

Things to beat up or otherwise kill a stupid classmate with.



How exciting parties can get.

Sigh. She's pissed at me again. Told me not to text or call her again. Don't really know what to say, do or even think. It's really hateful how I seem to mess things up and do stupid things when I really like someone.