OVERDUE CELEBRATION

no, not a celebration for that riddance. it's the another one. the honorary thingo.

thank you shin, for making the night happened. definitely brought the aussie in me out that night ;). we should head down under one day.

DOSHI RIVER IN NOVEMBER

we didn't realise how much dad had missed fishing until we went to doshi river last weekend.

elusive shot of mr. kamata in action.

shuuhei went cuckoo.

BLOWING OFF THAT FLICKER OF FLAME

sho s.

i don't understand. you played the game and you got what you wanted. it hurt me for a little while but hey, i saw coming long before. there were signs. while i let them past me, i was prepared. i feel sorry that oli did what she did to you but then again, you deserved it.

after all these, saying sorry doesn't matter anymore. it doesn't make a difference. i could do a lot of things to bring you down but i didn't. and i won't. you have my word. i don't want to play dirty. it's clear it isn't worth to soil my hands. i let you have it. i don't believe in firsts, seconds or thirds. i'm born and raised to be the one and only.

still, i don't understand, but you know what, i don't have to understand. i just need to let you go. and i did that the day you unfolded your game. you should let me go too.

rei k.

ON THE WAY HOME

the other home; parents' home, that is.

SEE YOU IN NYC. SOON.

my bitch. my girlfriend. my shoulder-to-cry-on. my partner-in-crime. my glutton buddy. my confidant. my ace. my ride or die. my cheer leader. the sister i never had.

i remember the first day i met you at school. i was just 10 and everything was so foreign. you were the first one to talk to me in class. the smile you gave me melt my heart. since then, you've been my beck and call. we laughed. we sang. we danced. we cried. we bitched. we talked crap. we barfed. we shared secrets. you made those 8 years wonderful for me. when i had to leave, i cried my balls out at the airport and you didn't. i was pissed at you for that but later i found out you cried yours out on your way home. i wished i never left. even now you are in nyc, i can always rely on you. you are always there for me, no matter the time, the day, the place. you cheered me on when i fucked up on my kendo finals. you flew all the way for me when doug went away. you stayed on despite what a bitch i was. you made sure hell was raised for sho when shit happened between he and i. thank you for the crazy shopping trips and crazy midnight chatters. thank you for holding me up together when everything else fell apart. thank you for being the best girlfriend i ever had. lastly, thank you for being you.

i love you, oli.

HOW WE ROCKED OKINAWA

mr. kamata surprised us with a deep sea fishing trip to the island above mentioned before oli left for nyc.

oli rocking under water with nemo and friends.

kamata sr.'s prized catch.

kamata jr.'s prized catch.

the rest of our mediocre catch. meh.