Wednesday, July 29, 2009

paper crisp.

I especially found this interesting.

Katie Jordan: When I was in college, I had to write this paper....it was for some philosophy class I was taking, on any book that we thought best depicted the way that we viewed the world...and I can remember some people picking books by the great thinkers...Kierkegaard and Plato...some kids chose the Bible...I wrote my paper on "Harold and the Purple Crayon...it's a small book, about a little boy who draws the world the way he wants it to be with his magic crayon, and I just loved that book because it was about everything that I wasn't. But the problem in a marriage, is that if one person is always Harold, drawing the world the way he wants it to be with his magic crayon, the other person has no choice but to draw the world the way that it is. Which is probably why they never wrote a book about Harold's wife.
- The Story of Us

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

through the strings.

the words that accompanies the melody.

tell no truth tonight.

What's this feeling I'm feeling?

Keep it to myself, write it in my diary and make it my little secret.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

sand in my shoes.

But because right at this moment, I'm happy like that; just thinking about all the pieces of life that are of vibrant colours and sweet memories.

Friday, July 24, 2009

for a violinists.

Happy :) Seventeenth Birthday!

You're performing at a place right now and I'm not sure whether you're playing the violin tonight
but I hope to see you play one day! ;D

Glad you like the little surprise.
(:
Enjoy being seventeen!

Friday, July 17, 2009

the journal.

I've been away from here.
And this place feels like an old yet loyal teddy bear, sitting on the corner of the bed, waiting to be hugged again.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

to sleep, perchance to dream.

A dream is a wish your heart makes,
when you're fast asleep,
in dreams you can lose your heartache,
whatever you wish for you keep...

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

to the exit.

Trying to make my way to the exit.

Terrible. Horrible.
So I think and what I've heard.
But I'm sure it'll all get way better.

Be patient, everything will be fine. In the mean time, take a deep breathe. xx