Sunday, November 13, 2005

when nostalgia hits.

when nostalgia hits.

a certain kind of numbing sensation. not exactly paralysing.
just a little spot in your heart that feels a bit raw.

something, an occurence by chance, sets it in motion.

u start thinking and thinking, not forgetting to marvel about the wonders of chronology,in between, thinking and thinking somemore.

remembering.

an old shop. maybe. in an old estate. the kindergarten u passed on your way to the old shop in the old estate. and the void deck u left behind. the indian uncle u waved goodbye to before u did.

an old neighbour who moved out before u did. and his maid, who found company in your maid, as u found a playmate in him.

people whose features u cant seem to make out clearly anymore.
places so familiar, yet seeming not to belong in the recesses of your mind.

images so faint, emotions so real.

and they tell you 18 years is not a long time.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

music for the soul.

wahh this song ish super nicee........=)
*Yan Lei Cheng Shi*

我已经
已经把我伤口化作玫瑰
我的泪水
已经变成雨水早已轮回
我已经
已经把对白留成了永远
忘了天色
究竟是黑是灰

分手伤了谁
谁把他变美
我的眼泪写成了诗已无所谓
让你再回味
字不醉人人自醉
因为回忆总是美
我已经
已经把绝情变成了恭维
因为不配
你就忽然自卑说声失陪

我已经
已经把沉默变成了忏悔
无路可退
只能无言以对

分手伤了谁
谁把他变美
我的眼泪写成了诗已无所谓
让你在回味
字不醉人人自醉
因为回忆总是美

分手伤了谁
谁把他变美
我的眼泪写成了诗已是无所谓
让你再回味
字不醉人人自醉
你的品位总是美

i not very sure how to put the song here. haha.
niwae..
i miss school. i really do.. and am still gonna for a long while.
hahaha kk dear friends out there... sending out lotsa and lotsa regards to you. (: