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Thursday, December 24
ART of LOVE
Art Of Love Lyrics:guy sebastian ft. jordin sparks ~I’m saying sorry in advance cos this won’t always go to planThough we don’t mean to take our love for grantedIt's in our nature to forget what mattersHow when the going is getting toughAnd we’re all about giving upThings that we never thought we’d gonna say, gonna say themThings that we never thought we’d play, gonna play themIt ain’t perfect, but it’s worth itAnd it’s always getting betterIt’s gonna take some time to get it rightCause I’m still learning the art of loveI’m still trying to not mess upSo whenever I stumble let me knowYou need to spell it outYou need to spell it outYou need to spell it outYou need to spell it out for meCause I’m still trying to learn the art of loveIf I forget to get the doorRemind you that you’re beautifulI know my detail requires more attentionIf I ever hurt you it’s not my intentionCause we’re gonna make our mistakesFind out how much your heart can takeBut I know that you got my backAnd baby I got yoursCause I’m still learning the art of loveI’m still trying to not mess upSo whenever I stumble let me knowYou need to spell it outYou need to spell it outYou need to spell it outYou need to spell it out for meCause I'm still trying to learn the art of loveSometimes I’m gonna missI’m still learning how to giveI’m not giving upI’m still learning how to loveLearning how to love…Learning how to loveCause I’m still learning the art of loveI’m still trying to not mess upSo whenever I stumble let me knowYou need to spell it outYou need to spell it outYou need to spell it outYou need to spell it out for meCause I'm still trying to learn the art of love(The art of love)Still learning (art of love)Still learning (art of love)Still learning (art of love)Still trying to learn the art of loveStill learning, I'm still learning (art of love)Still learning (art of love)I'm gonna get it sometimes, cause I'm still learningStill learning (art of love)Still learning (art of love)Still learning (art of love)The art art of love
Saturday, December 19
Wednesday, December 16
My day started off unexpectedly as my poopey black phone vibrated in my bag next to me at 7:42 am. (a time when I should still be asleep) luckily though. . as mentioned above, my bag did happen too be beside me and I happily reached down, still in bed, to answer this mysterious sound. It notified me that 1] I would have a date that night at Queen Victoria Suzuki night market, 2] I would still find a certain someone down the long aisles containing books of all sorts at Oakleigh library during the day 3] that my boy was happy. simply because he said 'good mornin!' with an exclamation mark.
after that I managed to make a bedrobe, deciding whether I should wear a dress that day, or shorts which were yet to be ironed. I went with the shorts knowing I might have to walk a fair bit that day, and I dissappointingly didn't own any girly shoes worth wearing. (yes excuses excuses. . ) after not allowing my boy to have a shower, while I slowly figured out my bedrobe, by 9:30 I was out the door and on my way to see a counsellor.
I dislike counsellors. really. It might be because of the fact most of my friends didn't have good experiences with counsellors. but no, I think it would be the act of being forced to think about my future, which I don't like. As the usual school occupier of the 'grand seat' had broken her shoulder, an old santa claus double up took the place. Through the tormenting half an hour discussion in which direct questions were asked and moving on was not a possibility until all were answered, in which my capabilities of learning more than my design course during first year were automatically disregarded, in which my enter was also disregarded as I was doing a design course, and out of all of that I learnt one thing. you only get second round offers if it was higher on your list.
moving straight on. keep driving driving driving. oh I missed driving before the counsellor too. the time when mum decided I should park slightly forward then backward then forward then backward again until I simply turned off the car. On my way to the library now. oveer the bridge and turn right then left then park straight at the diagonal parking spots, and that comes all up to $0 thanks passenger. I notice you are sitting outside, and here I am thinking you're such a good boy and waiting outside for me since what like 10? to find out soon enough that you dont have a lock. oh noes. thankfully it didnt get stolen. meanwhile, we had a deep and meaningful talk about our future next to the giantic books, and also made a pinky promise to be devoted for the next 7-9 years and stay with each other for the rest of our lives. It was nice talking about that, because hopefully now we both feel more secure. . ohh the wonders a pinky promise can do. but I guess it's a big thing for a guy to do hahahaha. then we looked through the newspaper for names we knew or heard of. riding riding all the way home.
off to lunch we go. in a car driven by kylie, notorious for her driving skills. as we slid and swayed in the backseats, everyone was trying to put their minds off the possibility of dying during the next 15 minutes. right, now the car's parked (with kylie pretending she knows how to drive straight backwards) walking down the streets of glen which you have not encountered before this day despite the fact that you're asian. at the restaurant table, we compared chinese and learnt the very important fact that kylie was bored and wanted to go out to parties and wanted to see her friends and wanted to go to the beach because it was 39 degrees. uh huh. oh and she had to go to the gym, then to work instead. home we go.
mmm home. yummyness. fan. stacks on. fan. computer. fan. you. bed. talk. guess. wall. 'soon' he says. moving in 22-23. marriage 27-29. unmentionables 20+ . mmmm. more yummyness. fan.
trainnnnnnnnn! missed it. heattt.
market timeeeeeee! karma hit me when I managed to find myself surrounded by people with many bright and colourful outfits on. it was verry very fun and I'm so glad you took me there ^^. food ohh glorious food. from all different countries. .. even AUSSIE! nothing beats having the chance to eat kangaroo, emu and crocodile haahaahahha. we finally decided to try traditional italian food, of which the name escapes me. the bustling atmosphere was full of entertainment as stages were occupied by african bands as well as classical violinists and guitarists. we passed lines of sweaty people waiting for fresh lemonade, even people holding drinks while in line. It was a truly magical place which captured the heart and spirit of melbournians.
sadly because you won a bet of who could do the most push ups alternatively, x2 rounds, you managed to win yourself a feast of dessert. So we sat on the edge of the nature square, sharing a plate of fried dumplings topped with (frozen) choco and icecream, with all two scoops of choco topping. Then following that we continued with a cup of fruity custard and jelly layered, sufficiently happy that we hadn't chosen the tiramisu cup. after that it was 8 and time to head back. opting for walking, we made our way to melbourne central only to find that the next train was 25 mins later. so out of the central we go, buying ourselves a green tea and a milk calpico. on our way we pass various buskers out on the street and the lyrics of jason mrazs I'm yours entices me in. As we listen swaying together and huddling, I am truly happy, and soon the crowds get bigger and bigger as couples, teenagers, and children join the circle. we gave them something between $4-5 of tips and slowly left the sounds of music, and on towards flinders street station, truly overtime, but content.
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU
for being such a sweet and amazing person.
after that I managed to make a bedrobe, deciding whether I should wear a dress that day, or shorts which were yet to be ironed. I went with the shorts knowing I might have to walk a fair bit that day, and I dissappointingly didn't own any girly shoes worth wearing. (yes excuses excuses. . ) after not allowing my boy to have a shower, while I slowly figured out my bedrobe, by 9:30 I was out the door and on my way to see a counsellor.
I dislike counsellors. really. It might be because of the fact most of my friends didn't have good experiences with counsellors. but no, I think it would be the act of being forced to think about my future, which I don't like. As the usual school occupier of the 'grand seat' had broken her shoulder, an old santa claus double up took the place. Through the tormenting half an hour discussion in which direct questions were asked and moving on was not a possibility until all were answered, in which my capabilities of learning more than my design course during first year were automatically disregarded, in which my enter was also disregarded as I was doing a design course, and out of all of that I learnt one thing. you only get second round offers if it was higher on your list.
moving straight on. keep driving driving driving. oh I missed driving before the counsellor too. the time when mum decided I should park slightly forward then backward then forward then backward again until I simply turned off the car. On my way to the library now. oveer the bridge and turn right then left then park straight at the diagonal parking spots, and that comes all up to $0 thanks passenger. I notice you are sitting outside, and here I am thinking you're such a good boy and waiting outside for me since what like 10? to find out soon enough that you dont have a lock. oh noes. thankfully it didnt get stolen. meanwhile, we had a deep and meaningful talk about our future next to the giantic books, and also made a pinky promise to be devoted for the next 7-9 years and stay with each other for the rest of our lives. It was nice talking about that, because hopefully now we both feel more secure. . ohh the wonders a pinky promise can do. but I guess it's a big thing for a guy to do hahahaha. then we looked through the newspaper for names we knew or heard of. riding riding all the way home.
off to lunch we go. in a car driven by kylie, notorious for her driving skills. as we slid and swayed in the backseats, everyone was trying to put their minds off the possibility of dying during the next 15 minutes. right, now the car's parked (with kylie pretending she knows how to drive straight backwards) walking down the streets of glen which you have not encountered before this day despite the fact that you're asian. at the restaurant table, we compared chinese and learnt the very important fact that kylie was bored and wanted to go out to parties and wanted to see her friends and wanted to go to the beach because it was 39 degrees. uh huh. oh and she had to go to the gym, then to work instead. home we go.
mmm home. yummyness. fan. stacks on. fan. computer. fan. you. bed. talk. guess. wall. 'soon' he says. moving in 22-23. marriage 27-29. unmentionables 20+ . mmmm. more yummyness. fan.
trainnnnnnnnn! missed it. heattt.
market timeeeeeee! karma hit me when I managed to find myself surrounded by people with many bright and colourful outfits on. it was verry very fun and I'm so glad you took me there ^^. food ohh glorious food. from all different countries. .. even AUSSIE! nothing beats having the chance to eat kangaroo, emu and crocodile haahaahahha. we finally decided to try traditional italian food, of which the name escapes me. the bustling atmosphere was full of entertainment as stages were occupied by african bands as well as classical violinists and guitarists. we passed lines of sweaty people waiting for fresh lemonade, even people holding drinks while in line. It was a truly magical place which captured the heart and spirit of melbournians.
sadly because you won a bet of who could do the most push ups alternatively, x2 rounds, you managed to win yourself a feast of dessert. So we sat on the edge of the nature square, sharing a plate of fried dumplings topped with (frozen) choco and icecream, with all two scoops of choco topping. Then following that we continued with a cup of fruity custard and jelly layered, sufficiently happy that we hadn't chosen the tiramisu cup. after that it was 8 and time to head back. opting for walking, we made our way to melbourne central only to find that the next train was 25 mins later. so out of the central we go, buying ourselves a green tea and a milk calpico. on our way we pass various buskers out on the street and the lyrics of jason mrazs I'm yours entices me in. As we listen swaying together and huddling, I am truly happy, and soon the crowds get bigger and bigger as couples, teenagers, and children join the circle. we gave them something between $4-5 of tips and slowly left the sounds of music, and on towards flinders street station, truly overtime, but content.
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU
for being such a sweet and amazing person.
Tuesday, December 15
life and all its possibilities
words
neither written
nor spoken
nor thought
will ever be able to describe
how much you mean to me.
even though only the first
9 months
has passed
and there is endless time
awaiting us
I will also promise to
stay by your side
no matter how many
seas and oceans
away you are
because I know this
is the promise you have also
given me
perhaps
you may find
another someone special
on your journey of
far far away
but I repeatedly ask this
because you always give me
the same answer
'I won't'
-LOVE tracy
( sorry if this is a cheesy 17 year old's love story
I would say don't start crying at a time like this
but you do have emotions
so
just let them go
hopefully you'll be able to attend melbourne uni :D )
neither written
nor spoken
nor thought
will ever be able to describe
how much you mean to me.
even though only the first
9 months
has passed
and there is endless time
awaiting us
I will also promise to
stay by your side
no matter how many
seas and oceans
away you are
because I know this
is the promise you have also
given me
perhaps
you may find
another someone special
on your journey of
far far away
but I repeatedly ask this
because you always give me
the same answer
'I won't'
-LOVE tracy
( sorry if this is a cheesy 17 year old's love story
I would say don't start crying at a time like this
but you do have emotions
so
just let them go
hopefully you'll be able to attend melbourne uni :D )
Sunday, December 6
endless days
I'm sorry.
For the past three days, I haven't stopped wondering which corner of the world you escaped to, or where you were. I was excited by the fact that your name appeared on the screen of my phone, and I felt even better when I heard the happiness in your voice. My hopes were raised when the opportunity to do something fun today came upon me all too suddenly. . and I thought my day just got a million times better. I'm sorry that you didn't sound quite so happy on msn as on the phone. And despite the fact that we had said our good byes on the computer, I still managed to finish my folio in the record time of half and hour, in case I had another chance of rushing over to see you.
Seeing you really really truly would have made my day. Just seeing your face never ceases to put a smile on mine.
maybe some other day ne~
For the past three days, I haven't stopped wondering which corner of the world you escaped to, or where you were. I was excited by the fact that your name appeared on the screen of my phone, and I felt even better when I heard the happiness in your voice. My hopes were raised when the opportunity to do something fun today came upon me all too suddenly. . and I thought my day just got a million times better. I'm sorry that you didn't sound quite so happy on msn as on the phone. And despite the fact that we had said our good byes on the computer, I still managed to finish my folio in the record time of half and hour, in case I had another chance of rushing over to see you.
Seeing you really really truly would have made my day. Just seeing your face never ceases to put a smile on mine.
maybe some other day ne~
Tuesday, November 17
a day that's indescribable.
so the day started and i woke up at 6:30 full of excitement and anticipation for what was to be the most UNFORGETTABLE DAY in my life. I stayed in bed pondering what was to happen until 7 o'clock until I thought that I should get up and turn on my computer and wait patiently for my first instructions. . all the while trying to upload photos onto facebook furiously to fulfill the restless sister. In no time at all it was 7:15 and to his word I received a phone call from the one and only, Yang. He told me to read his blog and from there I hurriedly managed to brush my bed hair, brush my teeth, not make a floordrobe, but to change in 2 mins, pack my bag, and rush (get kicked out by kylie) out the door. Due to various circumstances, I arrived at the train station early, and boarded the next train a tad confused. As I was told, I had to get on the 7:45 train departing Huntingdale. however. I heard the speakers mumble something the first time and the second time yet another mumble which I made out to be something like 7:37 or there abouts. Which clearly contradicted with my phone which stated it was 7:42. In the end, I simply boarded.
I finally spotted my stalker when all the business men walked off the train at parliament station and I had the pleasure of staring at you for one whole stop. We got off and continued towards the clock as planned. Then I got my first buzz of the day. breakfast. Yangy boy had brekky already, so we opted for Gloria Jeans at the food court, but after travelling up the escalator to find it was closed we went back down again. Walking down swanston street was the best morning starter as the breeze swept through the streets and the atmosphere began to bustle. We found our way to Mc Donalds and I ordered a bacon and egg Mcmuffin meal, then we migrated to the upstairs seating. I fed him a bite of hash brown and he repeatedly took photos of the banners outside >_<. Outside the city was decorated with christmas ornaments and Melbourne looked beautiful. We kept walking down towards Flinders st, and onto the next buzz, taking photos of the buildings, the flowers and the street signs along the way. not to mention photos of famous landmarks and amounts of people which is illegal without consent. on and on and on until we reached the Alexandra Gardens.
having only reached about 100 m into the garden, passing a cluster of flowers, I found myself being pulled down to the ground in a second. Laughing about what happened and trying to regain my orientation, I lay beside him on the grass, staring into the grey cloudy skies. I knew what was to happen next and I waited nervously as he photo stalked the skies in all its dullness. Then he put the camera down, and turned his face to my side. We were 5 centimetres apart and I loved it. but I loved kissing you even more. one kiss. . two kisses. . and soon we lost count (im sure he passed his quota of 20 but I didn't give a care in the world). again and again. both having our first kisses only the day before, we were still beginners but you were catching on very fast, making it the best dessert ever. just thinking about it now makes my heart beat fast once more. After a short break and a change in position I found myself on top of you, after responding to the fact that the 'sun was very bright', and wondering what made it that way. I love how you taste, and your breath on my face. I love how I can stare deep into your eyes and how I can smile while still kissing you. I love running my hand through your hair, and having the other hand on your heart. I love how you pulled me back, asking for more. I felt loved and I melted into your soft kisses. You swept me off my feet and gave me the most memorable experience, thankyou. funnily enough we missed the next buzz, a yarra river cruise, and spent our time continuing to explore each other, which was absolutely delightful. sadly our time came to a close as we were being stared at by many others, and moved onto walking a tad further. We found a pretty little pond covered with water lillies surrounded by swaying tree branches, and we had a peaceful view from a large rock heap. Walking back to civilisation, we suspiciously joined a group of chinese tourists and then spent some time looking down on the river from the bridge.
the next buzz was to go shopping and we passed through myer, perfumes, the reject shop, la la la. We looked through the mens section too, and went denim searching. next buzz. . eating yakiniku on lonsdale street. while trying to use our lack of directional skills, we walked up the street desperately finding a shop number, 165 Lonsdale Street. It was a cute little shop with hanging red lanterns and dim lighting. upon entering, we found to our dismay that the yakiniku was only to be ordered at dinner time. But thankfully we still had yummy yummy obentoo, having a chance to make our own. being food lovers of course we chose everything we could, without doubling up, and we swapped half way.^^ that was deliciously scrumptious. thank you. next buzz: shopping
we had nothing to shop for so we went into all the various camera stores on Elizabeth street and looked at the new cameras and lenses. After feeling like a total noob, we went into the last store and decided to get some recent photos developed. during the half an hour wait, we walked up to the queen victoria market. somewhere I hadn't been before, andI thought it was pretty awesome with so many unique craft stores nearby. because not much was open that day, we made our way back to collect our photos, and ran in time to catch the next buzz: a movie.
The movie, Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus, featuring Heath Ledger. Something no one should attempt to pronounce, especially when in the process of buying tickets. All I can say was that it was an extremely interesting movie, and that all the actors were absolutely brilliant although Jude Law doesn't look like the others. we sat at the back row with our ice tea and fanta, and snuggled together for the feature film. and soon enough it was time to return home for the day.
Throughout the whole day, my mind just kept ticking back to our kisses together. I too was hoping to get a number 20 by the end of the day. and I laughed when I received your message.
I finally spotted my stalker when all the business men walked off the train at parliament station and I had the pleasure of staring at you for one whole stop. We got off and continued towards the clock as planned. Then I got my first buzz of the day. breakfast. Yangy boy had brekky already, so we opted for Gloria Jeans at the food court, but after travelling up the escalator to find it was closed we went back down again. Walking down swanston street was the best morning starter as the breeze swept through the streets and the atmosphere began to bustle. We found our way to Mc Donalds and I ordered a bacon and egg Mcmuffin meal, then we migrated to the upstairs seating. I fed him a bite of hash brown and he repeatedly took photos of the banners outside >_<. Outside the city was decorated with christmas ornaments and Melbourne looked beautiful. We kept walking down towards Flinders st, and onto the next buzz, taking photos of the buildings, the flowers and the street signs along the way. not to mention photos of famous landmarks and amounts of people which is illegal without consent. on and on and on until we reached the Alexandra Gardens.
having only reached about 100 m into the garden, passing a cluster of flowers, I found myself being pulled down to the ground in a second. Laughing about what happened and trying to regain my orientation, I lay beside him on the grass, staring into the grey cloudy skies. I knew what was to happen next and I waited nervously as he photo stalked the skies in all its dullness. Then he put the camera down, and turned his face to my side. We were 5 centimetres apart and I loved it. but I loved kissing you even more. one kiss. . two kisses. . and soon we lost count (im sure he passed his quota of 20 but I didn't give a care in the world). again and again. both having our first kisses only the day before, we were still beginners but you were catching on very fast, making it the best dessert ever. just thinking about it now makes my heart beat fast once more. After a short break and a change in position I found myself on top of you, after responding to the fact that the 'sun was very bright', and wondering what made it that way. I love how you taste, and your breath on my face. I love how I can stare deep into your eyes and how I can smile while still kissing you. I love running my hand through your hair, and having the other hand on your heart. I love how you pulled me back, asking for more. I felt loved and I melted into your soft kisses. You swept me off my feet and gave me the most memorable experience, thankyou. funnily enough we missed the next buzz, a yarra river cruise, and spent our time continuing to explore each other, which was absolutely delightful. sadly our time came to a close as we were being stared at by many others, and moved onto walking a tad further. We found a pretty little pond covered with water lillies surrounded by swaying tree branches, and we had a peaceful view from a large rock heap. Walking back to civilisation, we suspiciously joined a group of chinese tourists and then spent some time looking down on the river from the bridge.
the next buzz was to go shopping and we passed through myer, perfumes, the reject shop, la la la. We looked through the mens section too, and went denim searching. next buzz. . eating yakiniku on lonsdale street. while trying to use our lack of directional skills, we walked up the street desperately finding a shop number, 165 Lonsdale Street. It was a cute little shop with hanging red lanterns and dim lighting. upon entering, we found to our dismay that the yakiniku was only to be ordered at dinner time. But thankfully we still had yummy yummy obentoo, having a chance to make our own. being food lovers of course we chose everything we could, without doubling up, and we swapped half way.^^ that was deliciously scrumptious. thank you. next buzz: shopping
we had nothing to shop for so we went into all the various camera stores on Elizabeth street and looked at the new cameras and lenses. After feeling like a total noob, we went into the last store and decided to get some recent photos developed. during the half an hour wait, we walked up to the queen victoria market. somewhere I hadn't been before, andI thought it was pretty awesome with so many unique craft stores nearby. because not much was open that day, we made our way back to collect our photos, and ran in time to catch the next buzz: a movie.
The movie, Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus, featuring Heath Ledger. Something no one should attempt to pronounce, especially when in the process of buying tickets. All I can say was that it was an extremely interesting movie, and that all the actors were absolutely brilliant although Jude Law doesn't look like the others. we sat at the back row with our ice tea and fanta, and snuggled together for the feature film. and soon enough it was time to return home for the day.
Throughout the whole day, my mind just kept ticking back to our kisses together. I too was hoping to get a number 20 by the end of the day. and I laughed when I received your message.
GOMEN for everything I do.
I'll try harder.
but somehow my yangy boy always seems to make it better.
Friday, November 13
Saturday, November 7
to my happy and hungry one,
I love the way you hug me on the way down an escalator
I love the way you play with your hair when you're trying to read a question
I love the way my clothes smell like you after falling asleep on you for a whole train ride
I love the way you put your arm on my shoulder
I love the way your chest rises and falls as you breathe
I love the way you always hold the locker door open for me
I love the way I get cuddled by you
I love the way you can never have enough food
I love the way we wake up each other in the morning
I love the way I can't get to sleep at night
I love the way we sing songs under the shade of a tree
I love the way you look at the clouds in the sky
I love the way our feet touch when we're studying on bean bags
I love the way we pass notes to each other when we can simply say it out aloud
I love the way you have to ask for a rubber
I love the way we run up and down stairs to entertain ourselves
I love the way you can't sit on the floor to work
I love the way you make faces then hide behind your checkpoints book
I love the way my mum now has your number
I love the way you stare outside at the sun when I tell my cousin you're my boyfriend
I love the way we open slurpee straws the same way
I love the way you have a pink tongue afterwards and wonder if your teeth are also pink
I love the way you think pulling half a smile is just as good as a full one
I love the way my head fits perfectly on your shoulder
I love the way you sneak kisses on my cheek
I love the way you're always willing to share mp3s
I love the way it's rigged with Ai and Back Street Boys (well not really)
I love the way we both open our arms when a cool breeze comes along
I love the way you're clumsy but don't claim to be
I love the way you finish your larger lunch before I do
I love the way you look into the medicine and engineering column when you get bored
I love the way you try to be knowledgable by sending me random notes which I do not understand
I love the way you then explain to me that I will not understand
I love the way you sniffle when it gets dusty
I love the way you attempt to carry me, but fail
I love the way we both want to dunk each other in the water
I love the way we both feel like eating the same foods
I love the way you used up my cousin's eng quota on the word embarrassed
I love the way you purposefully stare at the kids playing video games, just so I can tap your foot
I love the way you offer to hold my books while I go off to the restroom
I love the way your face softens when you sleep
I love the way I feel safe from others when you're around
I love the way your webcam never works on the first try
I love the way you always take back things you want to say after starting the sentence 'don't worry'
I love the way you don't realise that I can read your mind and I know what you would've said
I love the way . . .
I love the way you love me & I love you.
I love the way you hug me on the way down an escalator
I love the way you play with your hair when you're trying to read a question
I love the way my clothes smell like you after falling asleep on you for a whole train ride
I love the way you put your arm on my shoulder
I love the way your chest rises and falls as you breathe
I love the way you always hold the locker door open for me
I love the way I get cuddled by you
I love the way you can never have enough food
I love the way we wake up each other in the morning
I love the way I can't get to sleep at night
I love the way we sing songs under the shade of a tree
I love the way you look at the clouds in the sky
I love the way our feet touch when we're studying on bean bags
I love the way we pass notes to each other when we can simply say it out aloud
I love the way you have to ask for a rubber
I love the way we run up and down stairs to entertain ourselves
I love the way you can't sit on the floor to work
I love the way you make faces then hide behind your checkpoints book
I love the way my mum now has your number
I love the way you stare outside at the sun when I tell my cousin you're my boyfriend
I love the way we open slurpee straws the same way
I love the way you have a pink tongue afterwards and wonder if your teeth are also pink
I love the way you think pulling half a smile is just as good as a full one
I love the way my head fits perfectly on your shoulder
I love the way you sneak kisses on my cheek
I love the way you're always willing to share mp3s
I love the way it's rigged with Ai and Back Street Boys (well not really)
I love the way we both open our arms when a cool breeze comes along
I love the way you're clumsy but don't claim to be
I love the way you finish your larger lunch before I do
I love the way you look into the medicine and engineering column when you get bored
I love the way you try to be knowledgable by sending me random notes which I do not understand
I love the way you then explain to me that I will not understand
I love the way you sniffle when it gets dusty
I love the way you attempt to carry me, but fail
I love the way we both want to dunk each other in the water
I love the way we both feel like eating the same foods
I love the way you used up my cousin's eng quota on the word embarrassed
I love the way you purposefully stare at the kids playing video games, just so I can tap your foot
I love the way you offer to hold my books while I go off to the restroom
I love the way your face softens when you sleep
I love the way I feel safe from others when you're around
I love the way your webcam never works on the first try
I love the way you always take back things you want to say after starting the sentence 'don't worry'
I love the way you don't realise that I can read your mind and I know what you would've said
I love the way . . .
I love the way you love me & I love you.
Thursday, November 5
my thoughts
hmm . . . it seems that i get happy by different things to you.
i don't enjoy seeing you sad and depressed (you moody hormonal lil' boy), so i try to cheer you up by the little things that would make me happy. but i also know (from my friends being pissy) that somme like to take some time off and to have their isolated little time, so i respect that, and try not to burst your bubble >_<. usually i just say that he's studying and tad stressed, or tired, and i'll try not to bother you much^^ <- that's when you're studying hard, and wanna work alone. so when lunch time comes, i'll try to make that half an hr as happy as possible. the little thing: waiting back to walk with someone when getting somewhere in a group, would keep me smiling for the whole day. maybe that's just a girl thing. so when you stay sadish after that, i start thinking bout all the small things that could have bothered you that day, or all the ways i could possibly have annoyed you. but i know this doesn't last long and i'm not one to keep thinking bout things, and i get over things easily so you will rarely see me mad for extended periods of time. and i know that when these two weeks are over, i'll have my yangy boy back happy as ever.
hmm what else. . so, sometimes i'm scared to get into a deep relationship because i don't wish to hurt the other person's feelings and i would rather stay friends with them for longer. somehow i don't want to go through the whole list of boyfriends, and feel somewhat proud, as my other friends might. i do think i'm too young, but i don't want to lose you either. but i'll be happy while it lasts. who knows, maybe you'll meet someone in uni and spend time with that person instead. i don't like the feeling of dumping others, it's not nice from what it seems, i've never tried. if you do find someone out there, then i'll be happy for you, and we'll get through it, and stay friends. i won't ever hate you or block you from my life, and it'd be nice to have you in my life, if you let me. enough of getting to know me?
something that really works for me: maturity. you can have fun and all that, but i don't want to be another 'teenager' running through the cycles of relationships. i love learning new things and i admire those who are knowledgable.
i don't enjoy seeing you sad and depressed (you moody hormonal lil' boy), so i try to cheer you up by the little things that would make me happy. but i also know (from my friends being pissy) that somme like to take some time off and to have their isolated little time, so i respect that, and try not to burst your bubble >_<. usually i just say that he's studying and tad stressed, or tired, and i'll try not to bother you much^^ <- that's when you're studying hard, and wanna work alone. so when lunch time comes, i'll try to make that half an hr as happy as possible. the little thing: waiting back to walk with someone when getting somewhere in a group, would keep me smiling for the whole day. maybe that's just a girl thing. so when you stay sadish after that, i start thinking bout all the small things that could have bothered you that day, or all the ways i could possibly have annoyed you. but i know this doesn't last long and i'm not one to keep thinking bout things, and i get over things easily so you will rarely see me mad for extended periods of time. and i know that when these two weeks are over, i'll have my yangy boy back happy as ever.
hmm what else. . so, sometimes i'm scared to get into a deep relationship because i don't wish to hurt the other person's feelings and i would rather stay friends with them for longer. somehow i don't want to go through the whole list of boyfriends, and feel somewhat proud, as my other friends might. i do think i'm too young, but i don't want to lose you either. but i'll be happy while it lasts. who knows, maybe you'll meet someone in uni and spend time with that person instead. i don't like the feeling of dumping others, it's not nice from what it seems, i've never tried. if you do find someone out there, then i'll be happy for you, and we'll get through it, and stay friends. i won't ever hate you or block you from my life, and it'd be nice to have you in my life, if you let me. enough of getting to know me?
something that really works for me: maturity. you can have fun and all that, but i don't want to be another 'teenager' running through the cycles of relationships. i love learning new things and i admire those who are knowledgable.
untitled
I do not expect much.
I get happy by little things
&
sad by little things
but sometimes, you seem to not notice.
Sunday, November 1
day 6395
i woke up this morning at 7 o'clock to the view of bright light shining through the slits of my blinds. not soon after i stretched like a cat and rummaged around in my sea of morning blankets, my room was invaded by my dad.
his purpose was not the expected 'good morning', but to question me with things i didn't feel like answering at 7 o'clock. after not getting an answer, he went back downstairs to continue his early quarrel with mum.
that's truly something i don't need on the day of the maths exam. XDD
so, mum retreated back to bed, and dad chose to stay downstairs. me and kylie? well she ran off to uni, and i had breakfast at 9:45 am.
i was gonna run off to school too, but i stayed home, dad made me lunch, and i made mum tea.
tummyacheeeeeeee T^T . (not from food poisoning by dad)
^dw yangyyy boyyyy, i'm fine =]
yangy boy, have i ever told you 大大大好き。?
weather: cloudy with patches of sun.
his purpose was not the expected 'good morning', but to question me with things i didn't feel like answering at 7 o'clock. after not getting an answer, he went back downstairs to continue his early quarrel with mum.
that's truly something i don't need on the day of the maths exam. XDD
so, mum retreated back to bed, and dad chose to stay downstairs. me and kylie? well she ran off to uni, and i had breakfast at 9:45 am.
i was gonna run off to school too, but i stayed home, dad made me lunch, and i made mum tea.
tummyacheeeeeeee T^T . (not from food poisoning by dad)
^dw yangyyy boyyyy, i'm fine =]
yangy boy, have i ever told you 大大大好き。?
weather: cloudy with patches of sun.
Sunday, October 25
Tuesday, October 20
fallin' for you
So I had a blast at the church service and valedictory dinner which I attended this evening. I think it has finally hit me that i'm well and truly leaving school. Having the last church service and hearing Bel Canto's singing really made me realise how much i'll miss (va's singing) EVERYTHING! [no i didn't cry . .but i was on the verge of tears , ended up hugging dasha for like 5 mins afterwards hehe^^]
*tear*
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
as the rains fall soft upon your fields
and until we meet again my friends,
until we meet again,
may God hold you in the palm of His hand.
-traditional gaelic blessing
i absolutely love the voices echo in the church. I shall really miss that.
Oh and from that service i began to reminisce as i heard my favourite section of the bible, also known as the school lesson; 1 Corinthians 13
1If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
I almost cried when I heard this, as i often do during the starts and ends of each school year. And i now realise i have just wrote a whole lot . . on the church service.
moving on
I was driven to Albert by the lake by va's mum with masha and yukako chan too!! Along the way we drove by the seaside and it was the most gorgeous sunset, with a slight haze so that the sun's fiery colours magnified. we had the windows down and were blasting jap reggae and german songs as we sang :)
new song that i'm addicted to is. .
chehon - 'midori'
(no it's not about your teacher XDD)
the chorus
愛した相手の名前は みどり
いつのまにか お前の とりこに
さみしいやんけ, オレをひとりに
しないでいてくれや
愛した相手の名前は みどり
いつのまにか お前の とりこに
さみしいやんけ, オレをひとりに
しないでいてくれよ
ずっとそばに
translate it if you're game =PP
. . .fast forward to arrival
nothing much happened here,
Kandori sensei was on my table with Yukako, and they were like the only ones talking (in japanese of course..kinda awkwards)
amally was emo with her two parents. refused to take photos and didn't talk at all. only stayed for food, then started texting (probs oscar at the dinner table XDD) meh
neways the jap people next to me talked about weird stuff (as opposed to the academic achievement based english talk) such as . . .
-the teacher not eating beef recently and changing to veal and kangaroo meat?!
-talking about facebook (teachers, parents inc.)
-cancelling jap tour this yr due to swine flu, and kandori loving this decision
-how in japan toasts come before eating, rather than after
-how i cried when i first failed my test in mr. Robertson's class XD yr 8
etc. etc.
this is a really long post, wonder if you've survived it all so far?! O_O
cut to the chase, the dinner was really western, overpriced, yummy? mmmmm dessert
it was like the formal all over again minus the disco and the ball gowns
then cos mum drank (not much but still XDD), i got to drive home!! whee
at like 11:30 at night, not smart, espesh when i woke up at 6:30 that morning for VD day!
but i turned up LOVE SONG DEDICATIONS
and i ended up thinking bout you and how you were doing
and that i probs shouldn't be texting you cos you'd have been SLEEPING by then!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
so this song pop-ed up and i thought i'd dedicate it to you tee hee^^
here goes: Fallin' for you -Colbie Caillat
I don’t know but
I think I maybe
Fallin’ for you
Dropping so quickly
Maybe I should
Keep this to myself
Waiting ’til I
Know you better
I am trying
Not to tell you
But I want to
I’m scared of what you’ll say
So I’m hiding what I’m feeling
But I’m tired of
Holding this inside my head
I’ve been spending all my time
Just thinking about ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’ve been waiting all my life
And now I found ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’m fallin’ for you
As I’m standing here
And you hold my hand
Pull me towards you
And we start to dance
All around us
I see nobody
Here in silence
It’s just you
and me
I’m trying
Not to tell you
But I want to
I’m scared of what you’ll say
So I’m hiding what I’m feeling
But I’m tired of
Holding this inside my head
I’ve been spending all my time
Just thinking about ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’ve been waiting all my life
and now I found ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’m fallin’ for you
Oh I just can’t take it
My heart is racing
The emotions keep spinning out
I’ve been spending all my time
Just thinking about ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’ve been waiting all my life
and now I found ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’m fallin’ for you
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I can’t stop thinking about it
I want you all around me
And now I just can’t hide it
I think I’m fallin’ for you (x2)
I’m fallin’ for you
OoohhhOh no noOooooohhh
Oh I’m fallin’ for you
*tear*
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
as the rains fall soft upon your fields
and until we meet again my friends,
until we meet again,
may God hold you in the palm of His hand.
-traditional gaelic blessing
i absolutely love the voices echo in the church. I shall really miss that.
Oh and from that service i began to reminisce as i heard my favourite section of the bible, also known as the school lesson; 1 Corinthians 13
1If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
I almost cried when I heard this, as i often do during the starts and ends of each school year. And i now realise i have just wrote a whole lot . . on the church service.
moving on
I was driven to Albert by the lake by va's mum with masha and yukako chan too!! Along the way we drove by the seaside and it was the most gorgeous sunset, with a slight haze so that the sun's fiery colours magnified. we had the windows down and were blasting jap reggae and german songs as we sang :)
new song that i'm addicted to is. .
chehon - 'midori'
(no it's not about your teacher XDD)
the chorus
愛した相手の名前は みどり
いつのまにか お前の とりこに
さみしいやんけ, オレをひとりに
しないでいてくれや
愛した相手の名前は みどり
いつのまにか お前の とりこに
さみしいやんけ, オレをひとりに
しないでいてくれよ
ずっとそばに
translate it if you're game =PP
. . .fast forward to arrival
nothing much happened here,
Kandori sensei was on my table with Yukako, and they were like the only ones talking (in japanese of course..kinda awkwards)
amally was emo with her two parents. refused to take photos and didn't talk at all. only stayed for food, then started texting (probs oscar at the dinner table XDD) meh
neways the jap people next to me talked about weird stuff (as opposed to the academic achievement based english talk) such as . . .
-the teacher not eating beef recently and changing to veal and kangaroo meat?!
-talking about facebook (teachers, parents inc.)
-cancelling jap tour this yr due to swine flu, and kandori loving this decision
-how in japan toasts come before eating, rather than after
-how i cried when i first failed my test in mr. Robertson's class XD yr 8
etc. etc.
this is a really long post, wonder if you've survived it all so far?! O_O
cut to the chase, the dinner was really western, overpriced, yummy? mmmmm dessert
it was like the formal all over again minus the disco and the ball gowns
then cos mum drank (not much but still XDD), i got to drive home!! whee
at like 11:30 at night, not smart, espesh when i woke up at 6:30 that morning for VD day!
but i turned up LOVE SONG DEDICATIONS
and i ended up thinking bout you and how you were doing
and that i probs shouldn't be texting you cos you'd have been SLEEPING by then!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
so this song pop-ed up and i thought i'd dedicate it to you tee hee^^
here goes: Fallin' for you -Colbie Caillat
I don’t know but
I think I maybe
Fallin’ for you
Dropping so quickly
Maybe I should
Keep this to myself
Waiting ’til I
Know you better
I am trying
Not to tell you
But I want to
I’m scared of what you’ll say
So I’m hiding what I’m feeling
But I’m tired of
Holding this inside my head
I’ve been spending all my time
Just thinking about ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’ve been waiting all my life
And now I found ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’m fallin’ for you
As I’m standing here
And you hold my hand
Pull me towards you
And we start to dance
All around us
I see nobody
Here in silence
It’s just you
and me
I’m trying
Not to tell you
But I want to
I’m scared of what you’ll say
So I’m hiding what I’m feeling
But I’m tired of
Holding this inside my head
I’ve been spending all my time
Just thinking about ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’ve been waiting all my life
and now I found ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’m fallin’ for you
Oh I just can’t take it
My heart is racing
The emotions keep spinning out
I’ve been spending all my time
Just thinking about ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’ve been waiting all my life
and now I found ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’m fallin’ for you
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I can’t stop thinking about it
I want you all around me
And now I just can’t hide it
I think I’m fallin’ for you (x2)
I’m fallin’ for you
OoohhhOh no noOooooohhh
Oh I’m fallin’ for you
I LOVE YOU
Tuesday, October 13
just not enough. . .
DRAWINGGG !
i realise that my blog is slowly filling up with words and not enough images
and somehow i feel like starting a drawing project although i know that now is sortaaaa not the time for that. but but but all i wanna do is drawwww. i miss drawing so much, and i can't wait til these 1.5 months are over, then i can draw all day long, and visit interesting art exhibits and ahhhh such is life =DD
ideas for the project anyone??
recently at borders i saw a book (funny that!) which was a whole collection of postcards this artist had drawn/bought from travels/made herself? and she would one everyday to someone she knew or strangers for that matter, and the things she wrote on them were quite random. inspired. some didn't even have the proper postcard template, and the address was simply scribbled in an unused little corner and a postage stamp was stuck on to this special piece of card . >_<
called : From Sometimes, Love Beth . <- i think
so yeah that's my art life so far. recently i've been hooked onto some designer blogs who are hooked onto other designers' blogs and its just pure awesome. please check out some listed to the right - - - > tres cool desu! um um mu? what elseee
oh for the project i might start a 365 day one if i can think of a theme, that'd be fun to do and hopefully make this blog a tad more colourful^^ another thing i wanted to do was join a life drawing class. .hmm i've been looking through a few websites and most of them are for non-students so i'll be the youngest one there joy! but i might still go just cos i lurrvvvv the anatomy of the human body and yeah people are challenging to draw and fun too. [for those who don't quite know. .life drawing is nude, as opposed to drawing a flower from life >_>yeh yeh?] althoughhhhhhhhhh, i did find a company that drew models but every week they had themed costumes such as circus/ gothic / etc. awesomeness, but i think ill pass on that one hahaha. who woulda thought bloggin about drawing could be so long O_O. yet another thing i want to do isss. redecorate ma room!! someone feels like getting new curtains, i don't reallyyyyy mind the ones i have now because i can just pull them up when its summer and have clean empty windows, always a plus, but until the summerrrr my room will be staying messy i guess. unless of course i go on some housework rampage as i do and decide to spend a whole day cleaning (perfectionist as i am) til there's not a speck of dust anywhere .
right that went off on a tangent . so closing my argument is . . .
draw.
i realise that my blog is slowly filling up with words and not enough images
and somehow i feel like starting a drawing project although i know that now is sortaaaa not the time for that. but but but all i wanna do is drawwww. i miss drawing so much, and i can't wait til these 1.5 months are over, then i can draw all day long, and visit interesting art exhibits and ahhhh such is life =DD
ideas for the project anyone??
recently at borders i saw a book (funny that!) which was a whole collection of postcards this artist had drawn/bought from travels/made herself? and she would one everyday to someone she knew or strangers for that matter, and the things she wrote on them were quite random. inspired. some didn't even have the proper postcard template, and the address was simply scribbled in an unused little corner and a postage stamp was stuck on to this special piece of card . >_<
called : From Sometimes, Love Beth . <- i think
so yeah that's my art life so far. recently i've been hooked onto some designer blogs who are hooked onto other designers' blogs and its just pure awesome. please check out some listed to the right - - - > tres cool desu! um um mu? what elseee
oh for the project i might start a 365 day one if i can think of a theme, that'd be fun to do and hopefully make this blog a tad more colourful^^ another thing i wanted to do was join a life drawing class. .hmm i've been looking through a few websites and most of them are for non-students so i'll be the youngest one there joy! but i might still go just cos i lurrvvvv the anatomy of the human body and yeah people are challenging to draw and fun too. [for those who don't quite know. .life drawing is nude, as opposed to drawing a flower from life >_>yeh yeh?] althoughhhhhhhhhh, i did find a company that drew models but every week they had themed costumes such as circus/ gothic / etc. awesomeness, but i think ill pass on that one hahaha. who woulda thought bloggin about drawing could be so long O_O. yet another thing i want to do isss. redecorate ma room!! someone feels like getting new curtains, i don't reallyyyyy mind the ones i have now because i can just pull them up when its summer and have clean empty windows, always a plus, but until the summerrrr my room will be staying messy i guess. unless of course i go on some housework rampage as i do and decide to spend a whole day cleaning (perfectionist as i am) til there's not a speck of dust anywhere .
right that went off on a tangent . so closing my argument is . . .
draw.
pasta?
So, today I decided to try making dinner by myself. . .
and this is how it turned out >_<
and this is how it turned out >_<
yes, we do have hello kitty and pochacco placemats at our house XDDD
guess what it is???
cabonara!! wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. my fav
the carrots were added cos mum decided it didn't have any veggies
but they were yummy too! usually i don't eat much carrot unless its really softly boiled baby carrot. . so i cooked it for like 15 mins hahahahah
yayness
funny story : you can't see in the pic but there is also sliced tofu in it too
which i also happen not to eat much of except the silken tubey yellow type
hahah i'm not picky with food whatsoever
so neways,
mum explains to me that tofu is 'meat', and when i asked her to expand on that she answered its 'vegie meat'
i was like 'mum they're TOTALLY on separate sections of the food triangle'
then she was like 'well its the meat replacement for those who don't eat it >_<'
hahhahahahahahah 'yes mum'
turns out i completely fail at cooking
seeing as i get like half a pot of leftovers from being not eaten
(dad has a natural distaste for western foods = =""")
yay for my lunch tomoro
it was yummy to me!! but then again i eat any food with sauce on it
(not inc. carrot and tofu)
hmmm
yes
mum put pepper in it as well!!! which i couldn't taste *cough*
so there we go
project : dinner
P.S. it was delish
Monday, October 5
dear yangy boy. . .
take a deep breath,
drink some of your HAPPY JUICE
and face life with all its loose rocks that make you slip right down when climbing a steep mountain.
Why do I put up with you, you ask?
because
I want to celebrate our graduation together
to celebrate all the support we've given each other
I want to share a bit of life with you
because
you have never done anything to hurt me
I know I'm not the prettiest girl
but you take care of me all the same
because
a person has a lot of love to give
endlessly
there's no point in waiting for a moment to share it
because
you are mine
...just because
drink some of your HAPPY JUICE
and face life with all its loose rocks that make you slip right down when climbing a steep mountain.
where else in the world can I find a person who is intent on waiting at the train station with me on the way home, missing his next train back during the waiting period? a person who will stare at the computer screen for unnecessary amounts of time with a lack of things to say, someone who will return my weird smiles, while others ask 'why do you always smile like that?'
Why do I put up with you, you ask?
because
I want to celebrate our graduation together
to celebrate all the support we've given each other
I want to share a bit of life with you
because
you have never done anything to hurt me
I know I'm not the prettiest girl
but you take care of me all the same
because
a person has a lot of love to give
endlessly
there's no point in waiting for a moment to share it
because
you are mine
...just because
Friday, October 2
Memory recreates landscape
The uneven wooden floorboards creak as I follow my hand along the wall, walking unsteadily across the old familiar hallway, where my childhood summers were spent chasing frantically after imaginary monsters and naming myself a hero after taking the victory after a tough fight. A musty smell remains lingered in each room except one; the reading room.
While a fresh warm breeze drifted through the wide open windows, letting a light shine deeply onto the glistening floors, I would sit in an energetic bundle at my grandfather’s feet, quiet yet eager. My grandfather was a man of little wonders. Together we spent days sharing the crayon drawings from my sketchbook, while I listened intently to each poetic detail of his stories, recorded with blotchy ink scribbles in his tea and dirt stained notebook.
My string of thoughts is broken by the chirp of a dunlin outside and instantly the silence and warm air is gone, as I realize that I had wandered into the images of my mind once again. The dunlin which brought me back was grandfather’s most prized subject. From memory its skinny black beak protruding its brown and white softly feathered body sounded common at first, but when grandfather named the birds, he made them sound extraordinary. Although I can only recognize it from its distinct call, I feel its presence on the window ledge beside me as it peers, cocking its head from side to side.
Now, as my feet edge towards the upright easel, I knock over a jar filled with murky water in which I use to wash frayed paint brushes, and it seeps into the unsmooth carpet, and my head begins to wander, but this time to war. The carpet beneath me feels sodden, and transforms itself into the slush of mud. The sweet chirps I hear become louder and are twisted into the sounds of battle cry and gunfire. The bitter, pungent smell of turpentine is replaced by the smell of blood, of brown rotting corpses flung across the narrow path, and the smoky haze of newly lit gunpowder. Flashes of faces I met, people I accompanied, and unnamed figures who I will never know, stream like a winding river in my endless mind, and my brushstrokes become heavy and distracted, creating violent lashes of jagged colour across my clean canvas. Over and over my hand refuses to stop, as it clenches the palette knife and continues to thicken layer upon layer until the texture is coarse when my fingertips accidentally sense the cool touch of wet paint.
Then my mind switches black. The consequences of the war have turned my world into darkness, but once in a while my worn brush touches the canvas allowing the frames in my mind to come to life, and to be hung up on my wall next to the rest of them.
While a fresh warm breeze drifted through the wide open windows, letting a light shine deeply onto the glistening floors, I would sit in an energetic bundle at my grandfather’s feet, quiet yet eager. My grandfather was a man of little wonders. Together we spent days sharing the crayon drawings from my sketchbook, while I listened intently to each poetic detail of his stories, recorded with blotchy ink scribbles in his tea and dirt stained notebook.
My string of thoughts is broken by the chirp of a dunlin outside and instantly the silence and warm air is gone, as I realize that I had wandered into the images of my mind once again. The dunlin which brought me back was grandfather’s most prized subject. From memory its skinny black beak protruding its brown and white softly feathered body sounded common at first, but when grandfather named the birds, he made them sound extraordinary. Although I can only recognize it from its distinct call, I feel its presence on the window ledge beside me as it peers, cocking its head from side to side.
Now, as my feet edge towards the upright easel, I knock over a jar filled with murky water in which I use to wash frayed paint brushes, and it seeps into the unsmooth carpet, and my head begins to wander, but this time to war. The carpet beneath me feels sodden, and transforms itself into the slush of mud. The sweet chirps I hear become louder and are twisted into the sounds of battle cry and gunfire. The bitter, pungent smell of turpentine is replaced by the smell of blood, of brown rotting corpses flung across the narrow path, and the smoky haze of newly lit gunpowder. Flashes of faces I met, people I accompanied, and unnamed figures who I will never know, stream like a winding river in my endless mind, and my brushstrokes become heavy and distracted, creating violent lashes of jagged colour across my clean canvas. Over and over my hand refuses to stop, as it clenches the palette knife and continues to thicken layer upon layer until the texture is coarse when my fingertips accidentally sense the cool touch of wet paint.
Then my mind switches black. The consequences of the war have turned my world into darkness, but once in a while my worn brush touches the canvas allowing the frames in my mind to come to life, and to be hung up on my wall next to the rest of them.
Monday, September 28
楽園
my world for you
dedicated to all the blooming, colourful, small, wild flowers everywhere
: inspired by:
Thursday, September 24
intertwined
I seem to not get caught up in the things that happen around me, and I am always off in my own little world. But you always drag me back into reality, and I need that, so thank you. Hopefully when your reality is getting hectic and crazy, you can escape into my little imaginary world too. Your eyes are filled with passion and ambition, and that makes me want to live with passion, and to do the things I love. So I won't hold you back.
Why is it that whenever I leave where you are, I feel like running back to you? And when you're not nearby, I just want to hug you? But when we're together, we barely talk. Life is such a funny thing.
~Just stay a little longer in my life. because no one else can become my rock, my compass, my other half.
Why is it that whenever I leave where you are, I feel like running back to you? And when you're not nearby, I just want to hug you? But when we're together, we barely talk. Life is such a funny thing.
~Just stay a little longer in my life. because no one else can become my rock, my compass, my other half.
Monday, August 31
timeless secrets
I notice the familiar, bitter, strong scent of turpentine as it once again surrounds me, in the emptiness of my attic. Soft beams of sunlight float through the open windows, and a warm fresh breeze sweeps through the maze, rustling papers as it winds about. From my view I can see the world outside and all its treasures, as clear as a glass of water, and yet I remain inside, and decide to render my own worlds full of passion and endless scenes. This is my hide out.
Unordered piles of old paper, torn but still worthy textures, tubes of paint from which oils leak not at the lid but the worn out crack at the sealed end, to which I now wonder how its existence came about, all messily camouflage the once polished surface of a wooden table. Among these are jars of murky and unchanged water, in which neglected reminents of pigment have sunk to the bottom and settled, creating a dusty cloud if ever disturbed. There are fragments of colour and curls of fragile, thin wood scattered over the floor from discarded piles of pencil sharpenings.
But within all of this beautiful catastrophe, I am now faced with a blank canvas, just the regular size. The brushes I hold in my hands, thin, thick, hog hair, sable hair, round, or flat, all wait patiently to create the next piece of pure expression taking the form of continuous brushstrokes. However this artwork as all the previous and all those to come, will routinely be appreciated by everyone except for me; for artists always see their faults, existent or not.
Unordered piles of old paper, torn but still worthy textures, tubes of paint from which oils leak not at the lid but the worn out crack at the sealed end, to which I now wonder how its existence came about, all messily camouflage the once polished surface of a wooden table. Among these are jars of murky and unchanged water, in which neglected reminents of pigment have sunk to the bottom and settled, creating a dusty cloud if ever disturbed. There are fragments of colour and curls of fragile, thin wood scattered over the floor from discarded piles of pencil sharpenings.
But within all of this beautiful catastrophe, I am now faced with a blank canvas, just the regular size. The brushes I hold in my hands, thin, thick, hog hair, sable hair, round, or flat, all wait patiently to create the next piece of pure expression taking the form of continuous brushstrokes. However this artwork as all the previous and all those to come, will routinely be appreciated by everyone except for me; for artists always see their faults, existent or not.
Saturday, August 22
Tuesday, August 18
only you
silent words..
I hope I can make you happy, even when you're feeling your worst. If I can't then I don't deserve you, and I'm sure you will find someone later on who can. I'm sorry for making you feel jealous of others, and feeling unsecure about yourself. No one will ever be a better friend than you. I can see the care you show and I'll always appreciate it, your efforts really stand out. no one. . not even yourselffff can call you a stupid idiot simply for caring and feeling the way you did. You will always be my one and only. everything about you is amazing!! thank you for being youself. It's okay if your bothered about something, it's human. It's okay if you don't feel like talking to me. I understand you, even if you don't say anything. I will wait for you no matter how long it takes, until you'll accept me back into your life. So take your time, and find all the happy things in your life again. If all else fails, I'll give you A GREAT BIG HUG .
just us.
I hope I can make you happy, even when you're feeling your worst. If I can't then I don't deserve you, and I'm sure you will find someone later on who can. I'm sorry for making you feel jealous of others, and feeling unsecure about yourself. No one will ever be a better friend than you. I can see the care you show and I'll always appreciate it, your efforts really stand out. no one. . not even yourselffff can call you a stupid idiot simply for caring and feeling the way you did. You will always be my one and only. everything about you is amazing!! thank you for being youself. It's okay if your bothered about something, it's human. It's okay if you don't feel like talking to me. I understand you, even if you don't say anything. I will wait for you no matter how long it takes, until you'll accept me back into your life. So take your time, and find all the happy things in your life again. If all else fails, I'll give you A GREAT BIG HUG .
just us.
Sunday, August 16
If I ain't got you - Alicia Keys
Some people live for the fortune
Some people live just for the fame
Some people live for the power yeah
Some people live just to play the game
Some people think that the physical things
Define what's within
And I've been there before
But that life's a bore
So full of the superficial
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you
Some people search for a fountain
That promises forever young
Some people need three dozen roses
And that's the only way to prove you love them
Hand me the world on a silver platter
And what good would it be
With no one to share, with no one who truly cares for me
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you babe
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you, you, you
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you
If I ain't got you with me baby
Nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing
If I ain't got you with me baby
Some people live just for the fame
Some people live for the power yeah
Some people live just to play the game
Some people think that the physical things
Define what's within
And I've been there before
But that life's a bore
So full of the superficial
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you
Some people search for a fountain
That promises forever young
Some people need three dozen roses
And that's the only way to prove you love them
Hand me the world on a silver platter
And what good would it be
With no one to share, with no one who truly cares for me
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you babe
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you, you, you
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you
If I ain't got you with me baby
Nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing
If I ain't got you with me baby
Friday, August 14
きせき
明日今日よりも好きになれる
あふれる思いが泊まらない
今もこんなに好きでいるのに
言葉にできない
君のくれた日々がつみかさなり
過ぎ去った日々二人歩いたきせき
僕らの出会いがもしぐうぜんならば
うんめいならば君にめぐり合えた
それってきせき
二人ゆりそって歩いて
とわの愛をかたちにして
いつまでも君のよこで笑っていたくて
ありがとうやああ愛してるじゃまだ
たりないけどせめて言わせて
幸せですと
いつも君の右の手のひらを
ただぼくの左の手のひらが
そっとつつんでくそれだけで
ただ愛を感じていた
日々の中で小さな幸せ
見つけかさねゆっくり歩いたきせき
僕らの出会いを大きな世界で
小さな出来事めぐり合えた
それってきせき
うまくいかない日だって
二人でいれば晴れだって
強がりやさびしさをわすれられるから
僕は君でらら僕でいれるから
だからいつもそばにいてよ
いとしい君へ
二人ふざけあった帰り道
それも大切な僕らの日
重いよとどけとつたえた時に
初めてみせたひょうじょうの君
少しのまがあいて君がうなずいて
僕なの心みたされてく愛で
僕らまだたびのとちゅうで
またこれからさきも何十年
つづいて生けるような未来へ
たとえばほら明日を見失いそうに
僕らなったとしても
二人よりそって歩いて
とわのあいをかたちにして
いつまでも君の横で笑っていたくて
ありがとうやああ愛してるじゃまだ
たりないけどせめていわせて
幸せですと
うまくいかないひだって
二人でいれば晴れだって
よろこびやかなしみのすべてわけあえる
きみがえるからいきて生けるから
だからいつもそばのいてよ
いとしい君へ
最後の一秒まで
明日今日より笑顔になれる
きみがいるだけでそう思えるから
何十年何百年何千年
時をこえよう
きみを愛してる
あふれる思いが泊まらない
今もこんなに好きでいるのに
言葉にできない
君のくれた日々がつみかさなり
過ぎ去った日々二人歩いたきせき
僕らの出会いがもしぐうぜんならば
うんめいならば君にめぐり合えた
それってきせき
二人ゆりそって歩いて
とわの愛をかたちにして
いつまでも君のよこで笑っていたくて
ありがとうやああ愛してるじゃまだ
たりないけどせめて言わせて
幸せですと
いつも君の右の手のひらを
ただぼくの左の手のひらが
そっとつつんでくそれだけで
ただ愛を感じていた
日々の中で小さな幸せ
見つけかさねゆっくり歩いたきせき
僕らの出会いを大きな世界で
小さな出来事めぐり合えた
それってきせき
うまくいかない日だって
二人でいれば晴れだって
強がりやさびしさをわすれられるから
僕は君でらら僕でいれるから
だからいつもそばにいてよ
いとしい君へ
二人ふざけあった帰り道
それも大切な僕らの日
重いよとどけとつたえた時に
初めてみせたひょうじょうの君
少しのまがあいて君がうなずいて
僕なの心みたされてく愛で
僕らまだたびのとちゅうで
またこれからさきも何十年
つづいて生けるような未来へ
たとえばほら明日を見失いそうに
僕らなったとしても
二人よりそって歩いて
とわのあいをかたちにして
いつまでも君の横で笑っていたくて
ありがとうやああ愛してるじゃまだ
たりないけどせめていわせて
幸せですと
うまくいかないひだって
二人でいれば晴れだって
よろこびやかなしみのすべてわけあえる
きみがえるからいきて生けるから
だからいつもそばのいてよ
いとしい君へ
最後の一秒まで
明日今日より笑顔になれる
きみがいるだけでそう思えるから
何十年何百年何千年
時をこえよう
きみを愛してる
I’ll love you more tomorrow than todayThese overflowing emotions won’t stopRight now I love you so muchI can’t even put it into wordsThe days you’ve given me accumulateThe days that have passed, the paths we walked togetherWhether our meeting was coincidenceOr fate, just the fact that we metIs a miracleWe walk close togetherMaking our eternal love tangibleI want to always be smiling by your side“Thank you” and, ah, “I love you”Just aren’t enough, just at least let me sayI’m happyJust having your right handWrapped upIn my left handMade me feel your loveWe found the little happinesses in each dayIn the slow path we walkedOur meeting is just one small thingIn a big world, but just the fact that we metIs a miracleEven on days when nothing goes wellJust being together cheers me upAnd I can forget the bravado and lonelinessWhen I’m with you, lala, I can be myselfJust stay with me foreverMy belovedWhen we fooled around on the way homeThat was one of our precious days, tooAnd when I finally got up the courage to tell you how I feltThe expression on your face was one I’d never seen beforeThere was a pause, and then you noddedOur hearts are filled with loveWe’re still on our journeyTowards the future that will hopefully continueFor dozens of yearsEven if we lose sightOf tomorrowWe walk close togetherMaking our eternal love tangibleI want to always be smiling by your side“Thank you” and, ah, “I love you”Just aren’t enough, just at least let me sayI’m happyEven on days when nothing goes wellJust being together cheers me upAnd I can forget the bravado and lonelinessWhen I’m with you, lala, I can be myselfJust stay with me foreverMy belovedUntil the last secondI’ll be smiling more tomorrow than todayJust being with you makes me feel that wayTen years, a hundred years, a thousand yearsLet’s spend the time togetherI LOVE YOU
Thursday, August 13
hitori jyanai
If I was a camera, then you would be my endless supply of blank photos.
Together we create everlasting scenes
which hold meaning only to ourselves.
We are the blurry pattern of raindrops on a winter's window,
the hug of lovers under the warm starry night.
We are the welcoming of a new sprout,
the sunny lazy mornings under the blankets.
We are the collection of memories
through summer, autumn, winter and spring.
For me, you will never fade, nor be forgotten.
You will never fade, nor be torn apart,
You will only be treasured, for all time.
I'll love you, always .
gomen
Sunday, July 12
Saturday, July 4
Thursday, July 2
出かける時
yesss soo went out on a 'hanging out @ the city' day
with only a few plans on mind of .. ice-skating, or bowling
with only a few plans on mind of .. ice-skating, or bowling
upon arriving at MC, finding that the piano's were no longer there,
we headed off to QV in our search for food.
we headed off to QV in our search for food.
Passing dessert house and becoming depressed after finding that it opened at 11:30, we continued towards QV.
hmm we decided to stop at Bread Top to get some snacks.
The most-worth-it food was the packet of 6 buns costing $3.__ something
hmm the coconut. the choc chip. the milky buns. the COCONUT.
heading back towards the streets, pass Hanaichi a new japanese fast food? store.
They even sell their own labelled drinks, with red coloured green tea yay. that's new!
I ate a cheap $6.50 yummy curry rice with free drink.
He had udon, seafood? which was 1/3 edible, 2/3 air and soup
as we ate, stared out the shop window and looked at the new QV skating rink. Quite small but at least the ice was new.
It was temporary and so the ice floor was made up of blocks.
reminding me of how igloos are made.
It was built in the open air and seemed like times square.
Tramming down to docklands passed the cow in the tree.
the next iceskating session started at 2:00 so had time to kill
the next iceskating session started at 2:00 so had time to kill
ended up playing ouendan on NDS. good fun.
decided to wander about, shocked by the fact that we didn't know where the ice rink was at docklands, wandered more aimlessly.
found there exists an invisible yum cha restaurant near the pier
at the end of harbour town, finally found winter wonderland!
though the souther star is closed and being mended
we walked through the entrance with a burst of bubbles
and then started our skating fun!
Thursday, June 25
my job @ bread top
got woken up by the sound of my alarm clock at 6:30 a.m. Went to have a hot shower, then hurriedly ate breakfast so i wouldn't be late for my 7:30 shift at BREAD TOP... managed to get there on the dot. I was given a set of the uniform and got to work.
ahh where to start?
firstly I learnt how to fill the display shelves with food..not that easy! arranging them 'correctly' so that like 12 of them fit, in a order which is easy to grab with tongs, without any gaps etc (AND FAST). so it took me like 3 hrs or more to actually get the bread from the baking tray to the shelving trays. =// oh and in the bread world straight is more wanted and 'nicer' than my arty diagonal displays, which are considered bad and quote 'no one want's to eat them'. reference for if you ever work in a bread shop. =PPP
then you must slice bread..(sorry to all those people out there with diagonal slices hahahahha) [//////]
the only difference between the raisin and the pork floss loaf is NOTHING yayayayay.errr
then what you must fill the top shelves with sweet and the bottom with savoury DUH, and matching ones i.e. pork floss and salmon floss buns have to go next to each other, except if they look alike i.e. the chicken bun and the chicken mushroom doughnut they can't be put together because customers get confused?!?! ye-ah
the front windows always have to be full..i mean always! but that's understandable.
ohhh i learnt the art of packing the 6 buns in a bag thing!! =D
yes there's an art to it and it's damn hard
you put two in at a time, when u have 4 in the bag, it must fan out into a flower shape, so that the last two can go in the middle, facing inwards so it makes a ball shape! yay so next time u buy that..yeh and you thought they were all just chucked in yeh? hahahha
what else??
oh the cash register..well that went well..i gradually learnt the names of the items..slowllyy, but i think i've got them now. just search through the 10 pages of catalogue for the egg tarts XD
and i thinkkk i gave someone $4 short (lol)
but yeh i like using the cash rego its fun and easy? hahah my math skills are being put to the test, and so far i'm failing =PP
oh and must greet everyone with hello how are you today, though 1% actually answer back.
umm yeh cleaning is so so ..using the dishwasher drying stuff la la la
singing avril lavigne while working is fun (only when the shop is empty)
the chefs are funny at least..did some grocery shopping for them next door too hahha ahh the breeze! and SUN outside!
they're pretty awesome
uummm so I got to sit and eat BREAD for lunch during my 5 mins or so break within my 10hrs of working non stop today. mmmm
sorry if this is getting a bit long and boring to read
=PP
my face is flour-ful and my feet blisters from soccer are umm hurting? much? don't really feel it when i'm working so dw ^^
会いたい！！！
GET BETTER SOOOOON
love love
ahh where to start?
firstly I learnt how to fill the display shelves with food..not that easy! arranging them 'correctly' so that like 12 of them fit, in a order which is easy to grab with tongs, without any gaps etc (AND FAST). so it took me like 3 hrs or more to actually get the bread from the baking tray to the shelving trays. =// oh and in the bread world straight is more wanted and 'nicer' than my arty diagonal displays, which are considered bad and quote 'no one want's to eat them'. reference for if you ever work in a bread shop. =PPP
then you must slice bread..(sorry to all those people out there with diagonal slices hahahahha) [//////]
the only difference between the raisin and the pork floss loaf is NOTHING yayayayay.errr
then what you must fill the top shelves with sweet and the bottom with savoury DUH, and matching ones i.e. pork floss and salmon floss buns have to go next to each other, except if they look alike i.e. the chicken bun and the chicken mushroom doughnut they can't be put together because customers get confused?!?! ye-ah
the front windows always have to be full..i mean always! but that's understandable.
ohhh i learnt the art of packing the 6 buns in a bag thing!! =D
yes there's an art to it and it's damn hard
you put two in at a time, when u have 4 in the bag, it must fan out into a flower shape, so that the last two can go in the middle, facing inwards so it makes a ball shape! yay so next time u buy that..yeh and you thought they were all just chucked in yeh? hahahha
what else??
oh the cash register..well that went well..i gradually learnt the names of the items..slowllyy, but i think i've got them now. just search through the 10 pages of catalogue for the egg tarts XD
and i thinkkk i gave someone $4 short (lol)
but yeh i like using the cash rego its fun and easy? hahah my math skills are being put to the test, and so far i'm failing =PP
oh and must greet everyone with hello how are you today, though 1% actually answer back.
umm yeh cleaning is so so ..using the dishwasher drying stuff la la la
singing avril lavigne while working is fun (only when the shop is empty)
the chefs are funny at least..did some grocery shopping for them next door too hahha ahh the breeze! and SUN outside!
they're pretty awesome
uummm so I got to sit and eat BREAD for lunch during my 5 mins or so break within my 10hrs of working non stop today. mmmm
sorry if this is getting a bit long and boring to read
=PP
my face is flour-ful and my feet blisters from soccer are umm hurting? much? don't really feel it when i'm working so dw ^^
会いたい！！！
GET BETTER SOOOOON
love love
Saturday, June 20
sunset of gold
As the waves lap the rocks
just below our feet
I attempt to memorise the feeling of warmth
from your smile.
The sun is sinking down
gradually into a night's sky
The boats and birds floating on the water
sway softly in time with the wind
And just for a moment
I wish you could stay by my side forever.
just below our feet
I attempt to memorise the feeling of warmth
from your smile.
The sun is sinking down
gradually into a night's sky
The boats and birds floating on the water
sway softly in time with the wind
And just for a moment
I wish you could stay by my side forever.
golden sunset
soaring bird
endless skies
long path towards the horizon
silent waters
endless skies
long path towards the horizon
silent waters
line up of birds
curious seagull
patient fisherman
sails to travel the world
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