Thursday, April 5, 2012

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Dear Yosua,


One general thing I have to say about your comments and the future ones: we are all professionals working for the same project and the usage of multiple exclamation points and question marks is not appropriate for a official file sharing. I am sure that this will be strictly avoided in future.


Thank You



Hi xxx,

Thank you for your clarification.

I apologize if my comments on the shop drawing had given a negative perception to your side. Giving an offensive respond or being unprofessional was never really my intention. The actual purpose of my “intense” comments was to give a firm reminder of an issue that is seemed forgotten or over-looked as it’s shown repeatedly in the drawings and photograph. However, I understand your concern completely and I will avoid that in the future.

Best regards,


oops.. I'm being unprofessional!!

Thursday, March 15, 2012

The Default Rule/s

you can hate someone because of the way he/she looks at you or speaks to you, you can hate someone because he/she eats pizza with fork and knife, you can hate someone because of his/her pervert jokes, you can hate someone because of his/her hair style, you can hate someone because he/she speaks bullshits all the time, you can even hate someone because he/she likes you. you can have zillion of reasons to hate someone..nevertheless, you must have zero reason to love..that everyday-effort..

Thursday, March 1, 2012

The Morning Whiskey

Hi Mr. Will,

How are you? I'm not sure if you still remember me. Do you remember that morning when you approached me and asked if you could join walking along with me? Then we did chat about many things. Your wife, your hometown in California, and you talked about the same things over and over again, and the aroma of alcohol was getting stronger as you spoke more. You talked about how fucked-up your life was, how this life were corrupted, how the local girls were trying so hard to hook-up with you because they thought you were filthy rich.. and many other ugly things. But then suddenly you stopped walking when we reached this quite huge field and pointed at the cloudy red-blue sky as the background of the city skyline, and you said "you know what beautiful is? this is beautiful.." and you said that many things around us are beautiful, but companies and governments made people loosing their sense of beauty. And everything become ugly and shitty. You said that you wished you had a book that contains all of the answers of life, like kind of a manual to live. You wished you had it and gave it to me. I didn't know what to respond and I offered you my pray, but you refused it and told me to take care of myself and also people around me, people that I love. You left with stagger steps. I just hoped that you would reach home safely. Do you remember any of that?

That time I said to myself how awful people are when they are drunk. But you know what, I drank quite plenty of alcohol last week. 2 glasses of wine, 2 cans of beer, and one glass of vodka (with sprite) I took. It was quite tough for me because I've never got drunk before. I said to myself "welcome to the adulthood..!". I enjoyed it though; felt happy, left behind my problems for awhile and had so much fun with friends. I started to understand why people actually need alcohol. . Maybe when people drunk, they can gain their sense of beauty back, they are happy regardless of how hard their situation are. I really wish I could have some of those liquors again right now.

Well, maybe we can drink together next time mr. Will, and talk about the bitter-sweet taste of life. It's gonna be fun. Take care!


(you don't remember my name, do you?)

Thursday, January 5, 2012

The Good Old Fucking Days

there is a time to laugh and there is a time to mourn. there is a time to hug and there is a time to let go. there is a time to run and there is a time to crawl. there is a time to share and there is a time to keep. there is a time to lay and there is a time to stand up tall. there is a time to sing and there is a time to cry. there is a time to give birth and there is a time to die. there is a time to hope and there is a time to give-up. there is a time to wait and there is a time to fuck-things-up. there is a time to pray and there is a time to curse. there is a time to listen and there is a time to scream. there is a time to see and there is a time to ignore. for everything has its own time.