Monday, March 30, 2009
backspace.
I see dotted lines and pastel colours.
I see dry tissues becoming wet.
I see my faint reflection.
Backspace.
Because the excitement of moving along is no longer there.
I see dry tissues becoming wet.
I see my faint reflection.
Backspace.
Because the excitement of moving along is no longer there.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
because you knew.
I'm amazed at how the night before happened.
I didn't think that would happen, I didn't expect to have that conversation, I wasn't ready for that question, wasn't prepared for that familiar feeling. I was just caught completely off guard.
Surprised. Shocked. Startled. Astonished.
But something made me happy. (:
I know I admitted that I was still roaming in the avenue of past memories, which I still do; but please give me time to take things easy and start walking in a different direction.
Maybe it's not meant to be, but I'll try.
Will you be my friend and walk me down the road?
We might pick up a thing or two all over again.
or would you prefer to join me at where I am now?
I didn't think that would happen, I didn't expect to have that conversation, I wasn't ready for that question, wasn't prepared for that familiar feeling. I was just caught completely off guard.
Surprised. Shocked. Startled. Astonished.
But something made me happy. (:
I know I admitted that I was still roaming in the avenue of past memories, which I still do; but please give me time to take things easy and start walking in a different direction.
Maybe it's not meant to be, but I'll try.
Will you be my friend and walk me down the road?
We might pick up a thing or two all over again.
or would you prefer to join me at where I am now?
drizzling rhythm.
I ran down the slop, in the rain.
With the rhythm of the rain playing in my head;
I thought I was late, as no conversations could be heard, no laughter could be recognized. The place was pin-drop silent, cold and there was a welcoming feeling of loneliness.
Then, I saw a movement with increasing velocity. And that looked familiar.
I wasn't late, I was just on time. But it wasn't good enough.
Because I needed more time.
Note to self: No more last minute stuff, please.
With the rhythm of the rain playing in my head;
I thought I was late, as no conversations could be heard, no laughter could be recognized. The place was pin-drop silent, cold and there was a welcoming feeling of loneliness.
Then, I saw a movement with increasing velocity. And that looked familiar.
I wasn't late, I was just on time. But it wasn't good enough.
Because I needed more time.
Note to self: No more last minute stuff, please.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
if you can bounce;
dear mister fishy,
with the remaining minutes before your special day is over, I want to tell you that ...
with the remaining minutes before your special day is over, I want to tell you that ...
I have a friend
and my friend is a special friend.
He's special because he can bounce.
He'll bounce and bounce and bounce
and bounce to you no matter where you are. (:
Happy eighteenth birthday!
p.s you're not special just because you can bounce, Mr.fishy-not-ahpek-yet. xD
because there are other reasons to why you're extraordinary.
and my friend is a special friend.
He's special because he can bounce.
He'll bounce and bounce and bounce
and bounce to you no matter where you are. (:
Happy eighteenth birthday!
p.s you're not special just because you can bounce, Mr.fishy-not-ahpek-yet. xD
because there are other reasons to why you're extraordinary.
Friday, March 20, 2009
the sky as our backdrop.
Don't say sorry already.. later I cry. :(
But you know how to turn the tears into laughter.
You always do.
But you know how to turn the tears into laughter.
You always do.
... like the brother I never had.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
you kept everything.
哎哟,又心动了!
I know you are.
Since when have you not been touched by the smallest of act that is expressed towards you?
就那短短的四分钟啊!
It's the eighteenth.
& although it's not the way I have always wanted it to be, not the words that I expect to here; still it meant something.
回想起那天的傍晚。。。
我又想你了。
I know you are.
Since when have you not been touched by the smallest of act that is expressed towards you?
就那短短的四分钟啊!
It's the eighteenth.
& although it's not the way I have always wanted it to be, not the words that I expect to here; still it meant something.
回想起那天的傍晚。。。
我又想你了。
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009
and it reminded me.
everything that caught my attention today was in green colour.
and therefore everything I bought today is in green colour.
it sure reminds me of something. (:
and therefore everything I bought today is in green colour.
it sure reminds me of something. (:
Friday, March 13, 2009
hello imaginations.
It was pouring heavily one fine morning,
I put on my purple sundress,
grabbed a pink umbrella and off I went.
I went up hills and walk down streams;
curtsied when I met Mr. Right
and walk passed Mr. Left, with just a smile acknowledging his presence.
Then, I was pulled back out of my imaginations and I realized that I was in the real world.
The world without empathy yet filled with apathy.
Something caught my attention,
something interesting and amazing,
something I've never seen before yet so enchanting.
Ohh, it was then that I realized I fell into a deep colorful hole, filled with cotton candies and lollipops. All that I could think off is to just grab as much cotton candies as I can, stuff it into a giant teddy bear and give it to someone as a present. But, plop! I landed on a smooth, soft surface. It was so comfortable, cozy and tempting to just lay there. As I was drifting into my first moments of slumber, a mutated monkey came and drag me away. Boy, did the monkey look familiar! No wonder I wasn't afraid, because the monkey was friendly. It brought me to a palace where it's family resided. Much to my amazement, it wasn't a family of monkeys or chimpanzis but it was a family of animals! There were whales, dolphins, pigs, starfish, sting ray, tortoise, cows, horse, prawns, beavers, squirrels and mushrooms. Mushrooms? What are they doing here? But there was something special about this family besides the assortments in family members, it was the presence of a human being! I won't tell you how said person looks like. (: i'll let your imaginations run wild!
Nevermind the varieties in family members, the land there was raining clover leaves, growing trees of bells and had a frozen lake of vanilla ice cream. The residence there lived in glass bottles, they see rainbows everyday, write love letters to each other and sing according to the rhythm of the rain. I wouldn't mind being there as long as I can bring my loved ones along.
Human being: Would you like to go for a walk with me?
Me: uhm..err.. --- *I was taken aback, searching for cupid at the same time*
I remember I caught some clover leaves, pluck some bells, sing some songs and ate vanilla ice-cream. I was on cloud eighteen.
Plop! plop! plop!
I fell off a stairs.
p.s. don't trust what I wrote in the above, except for the falling off a stairs.
I put on my purple sundress,
grabbed a pink umbrella and off I went.
I went up hills and walk down streams;
curtsied when I met Mr. Right
and walk passed Mr. Left, with just a smile acknowledging his presence.
Then, I was pulled back out of my imaginations and I realized that I was in the real world.
The world without empathy yet filled with apathy.
Something caught my attention,
something interesting and amazing,
something I've never seen before yet so enchanting.
Ohh, it was then that I realized I fell into a deep colorful hole, filled with cotton candies and lollipops. All that I could think off is to just grab as much cotton candies as I can, stuff it into a giant teddy bear and give it to someone as a present. But, plop! I landed on a smooth, soft surface. It was so comfortable, cozy and tempting to just lay there. As I was drifting into my first moments of slumber, a mutated monkey came and drag me away. Boy, did the monkey look familiar! No wonder I wasn't afraid, because the monkey was friendly. It brought me to a palace where it's family resided. Much to my amazement, it wasn't a family of monkeys or chimpanzis but it was a family of animals! There were whales, dolphins, pigs, starfish, sting ray, tortoise, cows, horse, prawns, beavers, squirrels and mushrooms. Mushrooms? What are they doing here? But there was something special about this family besides the assortments in family members, it was the presence of a human being! I won't tell you how said person looks like. (: i'll let your imaginations run wild!
Nevermind the varieties in family members, the land there was raining clover leaves, growing trees of bells and had a frozen lake of vanilla ice cream. The residence there lived in glass bottles, they see rainbows everyday, write love letters to each other and sing according to the rhythm of the rain. I wouldn't mind being there as long as I can bring my loved ones along.
Human being: Would you like to go for a walk with me?
Me: uhm..err.. --- *I was taken aback, searching for cupid at the same time*
I remember I caught some clover leaves, pluck some bells, sing some songs and ate vanilla ice-cream. I was on cloud eighteen.
Plop! plop! plop!
I fell off a stairs.
p.s. don't trust what I wrote in the above, except for the falling off a stairs.
every smile remembered.
imaginations, illusions and reactions.
it seems so ancient,
yet such a sweet creation;
I'll mold it into perfection.
my imaginations,
your reactions;
didn't turn out a good fruition.
In quotations,
"that was my admiration, my devotion,
my passion and my attachment".
It was a question led into an achievement,
a motion led into a sea of emotions.
but now,
why the big confusion?
a vague first impression became my sweetest adoration.
it seems so ancient,
yet such a sweet creation;
I'll mold it into perfection.
my imaginations,
your reactions;
didn't turn out a good fruition.
In quotations,
"that was my admiration, my devotion,
my passion and my attachment".
It was a question led into an achievement,
a motion led into a sea of emotions.
but now,
why the big confusion?
a vague first impression became my sweetest adoration.
love like there's no tomorrow.
and tears came rolling down like rain drops came rushing down.
not in need of an umbrella, just in need of ---
not in need of an umbrella, just in need of ---
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
in bold.
My mind really knows how to wander off to worst case scenario's.
Always.
But as someone has told me, let's just not get there.
--
Holding on to this hope,
for tomorrow
and for the future.
Always.
But as someone has told me, let's just not get there.
--
Holding on to this hope,
for tomorrow
and for the future.
picture in the rain.
(: (:
Today.
Today.
I went back to the place where I can find peace, happiness and love; a place that means so much to me. A place that no other place can replace it. A place so simple yet so meaningful. The place where I grew up, where I met my best friends, where I fell and got up, where I received countless blessings and the place where I never regret being there.
And then today, I met my best friends!
I. am. so. happy!!!!!!!! (:
On Sunday-I said I need to be on those familiar grounds; I need the friends who knows everything already; I need the group talks, the laughter's and the sense of belonging; I need the boy who sits in front & who'll turn around, to share secrets and to tease each other.
My prayers were answered today. It was nice spending time with you and you and you.
yet another thing that made my day,
a picture in the rain. thank you! ♥
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
our supposed to be fairytale.
Change.
That's what you want.
Faith.
That's what I was holding on to.
But above all, you stole my hope away;
with me left alone, clueless.
Some part of me thought that was The End yet another part of me continued on with hope in my heart. I've learned my lesson, yet I still hoped.
I did something that I have been meaning to do.
I just hope you'll like it.
--
To have a brother, a cousin and a best friend with you,
what more could you ask for?
They'll take you on an escape, forgetting all sorrows and pain;
they'll make you feel so much better, no matter what it'll cost.
That's what you want.
Faith.
That's what I was holding on to.
But above all, you stole my hope away;
with me left alone, clueless.
Some part of me thought that was The End yet another part of me continued on with hope in my heart. I've learned my lesson, yet I still hoped.
I did something that I have been meaning to do.
I just hope you'll like it.
--
To have a brother, a cousin and a best friend with you,
what more could you ask for?
They'll take you on an escape, forgetting all sorrows and pain;
they'll make you feel so much better, no matter what it'll cost.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
I guess I've not been moving on.
I'm sure I haven't been moving on;
I need to be on those familiar grounds.
I need to be by the window, in that exact same place,
with the best friend and the --- friend.
I need to have those daily conversations.
I need the group talks, the laughter's and the sense of belonging.
I need the boy who sits in front & who'll turn around; to share secrets and to tease each other.
I need the friends who knows everything already.
I need that certain someone to be ten steps away.
I need the after school hours to be free to hang around with them.
I need to run around those grounds with the people I love; talking, laughing and everything.
I need to go back to that comfort zone.
because I need to.
I need to be on those familiar grounds.
I need to be by the window, in that exact same place,
with the best friend and the --- friend.
I need to have those daily conversations.
I need the group talks, the laughter's and the sense of belonging.
I need the boy who sits in front & who'll turn around; to share secrets and to tease each other.
I need the friends who knows everything already.
I need that certain someone to be ten steps away.
I need the after school hours to be free to hang around with them.
I need to run around those grounds with the people I love; talking, laughing and everything.
I need to go back to that comfort zone.
because I need to.
love, loved.
And at every break of dawn
to every silent, quiet night;
I want to tell you how much I miss you. (:
to every silent, quiet night;
I want to tell you how much I miss you. (:
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
swimming panda's.
Nothing to do with the cute animal of black and white who eats bamboo shoots and leafs. And sleeps and is so cute and reminds me of somebody. xD
Anyway, I'm done!
What with the principle of existentialism and social morality theory and terrorist and common excuses and society and and and pancakes. pancakes? I feel like having them now. (:
In my opinion, existentialism is like romanticism, believing in oneself. And in very simple layman's term, the principle of existentialism is selfish while the social morality theory involves everybody. =)
I don't know what it is exactly anyway but I managed to finish my assignment, finally! Haha
Anyway, I'm done!
What with the principle of existentialism and social morality theory and terrorist and common excuses and society and and and pancakes. pancakes? I feel like having them now. (:
In my opinion, existentialism is like romanticism, believing in oneself. And in very simple layman's term, the principle of existentialism is selfish while the social morality theory involves everybody. =)
I don't know what it is exactly anyway but I managed to finish my assignment, finally! Haha
messy bean sprouts.
So there were comments saying that my blog is sad. And I think so too at times. But the truth is, I find solace in penning every single thought that comes to mind, whether is it a happy thought or the other way round. Same goes to how I feel. (:
I guess for quite some time now, I've been writing in a way that almost nobody understands it except for an occasional one or two who also isn't very sure about what I'm referring to. And this kind of easier-to-understand post is a once in a blue moon thing. Haha Therefore, I will definitely go back into writing something hard to decipher.
I notice that every time I write, I'll refer to the other person as you, which is of course very very normal. But, this makes it harder for others to know which you I'm talking about, which you are the words referring to, which you was involved in what and what, which you do I usually talk about. =) can't help being enigmatic!
I guess for quite some time now, I've been writing in a way that almost nobody understands it except for an occasional one or two who also isn't very sure about what I'm referring to. And this kind of easier-to-understand post is a once in a blue moon thing. Haha Therefore, I will definitely go back into writing something hard to decipher.
I notice that every time I write, I'll refer to the other person as you, which is of course very very normal. But, this makes it harder for others to know which you I'm talking about, which you are the words referring to, which you was involved in what and what, which you do I usually talk about. =) can't help being enigmatic!
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