Nothing special today.
Alicia was infected with chicken pox, which she had suffered before, according to her. Seeing that, I tried to avoid contact with her, as it was contagious. Yet she tried to pass the germs to me!! Cause I haven't suffer from CP yet!!! Argghhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was kind of moody today, perhaps it was because Alicia had to leave early. Boring indeed~
Well, at least there weren't any homework.
It may be a piece of wasted and unwanted land. But to me, it's better than everything in this world
Monday, July 19, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Rain
I thought that I was going to get wet today. Well, I was completely wrong.
It really poured heavily, while lessons were being taught in school. The rain was brought by the heavy gloomy clouds since morning. While I gazed deeply from where I was sitting to the scenery outside the window, I only saw rain.
The smell of soil and water was truly something different. Just like smelling the scent of fresh grass after a day's rain.
What is rain, to be exact? They often say that it is the tears of sadness poured by God. But is it really...?
When I was small, I never thought I would come to like the presence of rain. I always thought of it as the co-existence of sorrow. Come to think of it, I never really hated rain.
I like hearing how the raindrops splatter to the ground. It feels like...how do you put it....something out of this world.
The place where I live couldn't see stars clearly. Instead, rain was very common. I like the night sky accompanied by a slightly drizzling rain. And some soothing cool wind. It feels sooo calm. Rather than liking stars, I like rain more. It accompanies me and gives me coolness when I need it. I'd say it was more precious than the dazzling shimmering stars at night.
Splot...splot...splot....
It really poured heavily, while lessons were being taught in school. The rain was brought by the heavy gloomy clouds since morning. While I gazed deeply from where I was sitting to the scenery outside the window, I only saw rain.
The smell of soil and water was truly something different. Just like smelling the scent of fresh grass after a day's rain.
What is rain, to be exact? They often say that it is the tears of sadness poured by God. But is it really...?
When I was small, I never thought I would come to like the presence of rain. I always thought of it as the co-existence of sorrow. Come to think of it, I never really hated rain.
I like hearing how the raindrops splatter to the ground. It feels like...how do you put it....something out of this world.
The place where I live couldn't see stars clearly. Instead, rain was very common. I like the night sky accompanied by a slightly drizzling rain. And some soothing cool wind. It feels sooo calm. Rather than liking stars, I like rain more. It accompanies me and gives me coolness when I need it. I'd say it was more precious than the dazzling shimmering stars at night.
Splot...splot...splot....
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Please accept my apology!!
I'm such a TERRIBLE person!!!!!! I know I know I forgot about it, I'm sooo sorry!!!
I know that none of my actions could compensate for forgetting it, I'm sorry!!! I knew that there was something wrong when I talked to you the other day, I just couldn't sense what was it!! I'm such a fool and forgetful person.....
Please forgive me, B.
I know that none of my actions could compensate for forgetting it, I'm sorry!!! I knew that there was something wrong when I talked to you the other day, I just couldn't sense what was it!! I'm such a fool and forgetful person.....
Please forgive me, B.
Friday, July 2, 2010
Waiting by a 7-branch tree
The grumbling noises
echoed from ear to ear
I stood
by the side of a friend
staring aimlessly at the never-endingness beyond
The round thing kept rolling
repeating the endless cycle
How I hope
those bright yellow lights
were meant for me
A lighted hope
was flamed alive
and once again
blown dead
A flicker of hope
seeped into her eyes
as she stepped forward
and embraced you
while I stood motionless
with envy
She glanced over at me
and waved me goodbye
I could see a speck of something
that was called
warmness
in her eyes
How I hope
that
that stretched look
was meant for me
It doesn't matter
if you're old
or ugly
just meant for me
Deep in the holes of my heart
there lingered doubt
but it couldn't stop me
from continuing my belief
that you would come
just, for me
echoed from ear to ear
I stood
by the side of a friend
staring aimlessly at the never-endingness beyond
The round thing kept rolling
repeating the endless cycle
How I hope
those bright yellow lights
were meant for me
A lighted hope
was flamed alive
and once again
blown dead
A flicker of hope
seeped into her eyes
as she stepped forward
and embraced you
while I stood motionless
with envy
She glanced over at me
and waved me goodbye
I could see a speck of something
that was called
warmness
in her eyes
How I hope
that
that stretched look
was meant for me
It doesn't matter
if you're old
or ugly
just meant for me
Deep in the holes of my heart
there lingered doubt
but it couldn't stop me
from continuing my belief
that you would come
just, for me
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Even when you have everything, you’re empty
Even though you have nothing, you’re having fun.
Even when you suffer, you’re happy.
Our worlds always revolve around our feelings.
Kanojo wa Uso wo Aishisugiteru manga
Even though you have nothing, you’re having fun.
Even when you suffer, you’re happy.
Our worlds always revolve around our feelings.
Kanojo wa Uso wo Aishisugiteru manga
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