Ling
Drove 3 hours after work to see my BBoy on Friday. Finally... New Plymouth had stopped raining. I brought the sun with me over from Sunny Taupo. TeeHee~ It was a beautiful town, indeed. Haven't seen and hear the crashing sounds of waves for so long.

That night I had the dream again. I had this dream over and over again, since I can't remember when. I was looking through the window and saw this multi-story high wave rushing towards the house I was in. In a panic state, I quickly ran to keep the windows shut by putting up planks onto the windows, pushed the sofas to the door to stop the water from coming in. Usually I wake up just before the wave crashes down onto me.

I wonder why I kept on having this dream. Issit the fear of the ocean? Seriously, I have this weird phobia of going into the sea. It's called Thalassophobia. My mum used to persuade me to swim with them in the sea. 9 out of 10 times, I just stayed on the beach watching my cousins and sister splashing in the nice cool water. Even when I was in the water, my heart beat as fast as the rising drum. Don't get me wrong, I still love the beach and ocean. Just not swim in it. Maybe I should go and see the shrink aye?

Well, I've uploaded some photos from mi weekend. Don't be shy.


Sunset on the road
A summer boy & summer ride
Bboy & Bgirl in the shadow
Bunga tahi ayam? Din know they have those.
The famous walkway
Looking for any incoming gigantic wave
The calm ocean
I love this picture. Can't stop staring. There's something to it.
My photographic skill
Sun behind the clouds
Brighter sun
Me & You and the walkway
The sea again
and Again
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