Thursday, December 20, 2012

空虚里的空虚

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Thursday, December 13, 2012

Erratic weather.

Hello. I guess i have nothing to do, oh well, i have undang test. I feel sluggish to study, albeit i know i should. I went jogging HEHEH :D Just to forget and let go. It's really peaceful to listen to the nature's voice. I feel relaxed. Just hope, a better day. I will try not to think about it. Let bygones be bygones. And you, should stay in my past tense. I can walk, myself. Step by step, it's easy. I am a baby :P Due to some of the reasons, i don't know why i have no appetite. What do i expect of? I hate being sullen. It's just, no one can really understand me, well. There isn't anyone who lives without struggles and obstacles. There will be a way. And i should appreciate some of them who really cares (; 在对的时间,遇见对的人,是一生幸福; 在对的时间,遇见错的人,是一场心伤; 在错的时间,遇见错的人,是一段荒唐; 在错的时间,遇见对的人,是一声叹息。 "衝上雲霄2""

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Through.

Well. SPM is over. A long time ago. A decision. Whole life. I don't have any idea. Reluctantly. I feel so lifeless. Another breath. Breathe again. I live because of God. Not for own purpose. As the Bible says. A time to be born and a time to die. A time to love and a time to hate. From Ecclesiastes chapter 3. I love these verses so much. I meant, it's significant. Life. Wind gently caressed my face. Looking beyond, the sky is beautiful. A beautiful shade of blue. And white as well. I guess i am just lucky. Gazing up, this world is miraculous. And another page, of my destiny.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

悬谷

当灵魂脆弱的时候,信念不够坚强。 病又来了。 最不想倒下的时候。 为何。 什么都要放下的时候, 却不够,勇气。 刹那间。 行尸走肉。 天灰了。 心境,却更灰。 如果。人生没有那么多,可能,如果。 没有那么多的抉择。 是否会放开一些。 不属于我的,终究不属于。 属于我的,还是不属于。 空荡荡的。 有时候,习惯就好。 一个人。 人,都是孤单的。 没那么多要求。 没那么多希望。 就没那么多奢望。 嘲笑的, 自己的不自量力。 是一个棋子罢了。 无力反抗。 更无暇理会。

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Steps.

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Saturday, July 14, 2012

After a long time.

I don't know what title to put, instead i put the title which i am listening now.
Today was sports day! Well, Topaz was the last. Oppss.
What i realised, there is not certainty in this world.
I didn't expect Topaz's tarik tali would lose.
However, it was the last year, so i did really appreaciate everything.
Trying to capture the memories, so that i would not have regrets.
It's July. So near, yet i have no confidence.
Sucks right? I went to education fair today.
Well. The fees are really expensive.
I wanted to study at International Medical University.
AHHH. I am not sure. Such a dilemma.
Can i cope to the studies? Will i give up?
Such an infinity.
I am lost. I don't know which direction i should go.
It is quite vital, yet i don't know what to do.
I need to wake up.
I need to be Lord's humble servant.
Relationship, is an unknown.
I don't want to think about it anymore.
What i want to concentrate is, honour God's name.
I bow my knees before you. Lead me, to your way and your will,
but not mine. Because your thoughts and minds are higher than us.
Teach me, to love everyone beside me, as you love me.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Would you take my hand?

It's a day i realise. A significant day that made my mind clear. You can ignore it but you can't deny it. It may be the truth, no, it is the truth. It's April, and going to end very soon, to the May. Umpteen of things, i don't have ample time to really care, to digest and to appreciate. It's hilarious, when you thought of the memories. How things had happened. Sometimes, i just hesitated a little. The pictures evoked the memories of ours. It was past tense. I could still remember how silly we were when we were used to be friends. And i even thought of we could lead a pretty mundane existence if we stayed on together. Time was the everything, to prove you were right or the another way. It was proven, so reluctantly, i hated to say that we were not able to go back, like where i met you. I could only pray hard, for your happiness and belief. It was fate, however i strongly believed that it was one of God's plans. He brought you away, and took the other in to my life. I shall appreciate it, and yes, it was magical when you got so close with someone in a very short time. I wanted to thank you, for everything we had went through whether laughter or sadness. I agreed that i was morose for a couple of periods, and i was so truly sorry. I hoped to see you with your alluring smile, although me may not be so close anymore.

Friday, April 13, 2012

Another breath

Take my hand, take a breath, hold me close.
It sounds so familiar. Hahaha.
It's April. My darling's birthday (:
Well, a sissy brother. Lol.
I want to heave a sigh of relief.
A lot of things happened, and you don't even have time to digest.
How it happened. And why it happened.
Questions kept turning and churning and burning inside me.
I was just wandering.
Wonder how long will it take to see his seraphic smile.
It might be a imagination.
Of the far beyond kingdom, where a little princess and prince living together.
No, it's not a fairytale.
It's a dream, where absurdity stays.

I have gotta to wake up, very soon.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

事不如意

蛮震惊。
一段感情,悄悄地在萌芽。
感情,一发不可收拾。
难以控制。
当你最信任的朋友,跟你一样,
喜欢上了同一个。
你会放弃吗。还是在埋怨。
那种心痛,是怎么的锥心。
那种的遗憾,到底怎么掩盖。
我知道,我不会明白,
爱情,有多么的伤痛。
没经过,不会那么难受。
可是,在立场上,我都觉得不舒服了。
何况是你。一定很痛吧。
盟约,怎么变得脆弱。
那面玻璃,已经伤痕累累。
用什么,可以疗伤呢?

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

A moment like this.

It's second day of Chinese New Year.
Happy Chinese New Year peeps! :D
A rather cold new year!
Sometimes, the memories are replayed, so inevitably.
Pure whiten tears, just faded away. Fiendishly missing you.
I couldn't do anything, though.
I need to overcome, this enormous and unwell feeling.
That's just for a moment, you and i are not meant to be together.
How outstanding, to hide all these emotions.
A cobalt-blue sky, rather sultry,
Supposed to be an auspicious year.
Why should i, let these feelings grow, stronger,
until i can't resist.
No fretting, it's so meaningless and useless.
What can i do now, when i see you,
just a wistful smile.
When i get closer to you, you get further away from me.
I hate my splitting heart.
I know, i don't have the dignified right to be miserable, for you.
I meant nothing to you.
So obviously, a plausible explanation.
Back to the past few years, i miss the time.
At the moment i shed my tears, you gave me a fruitplus sweet.
Lol. Hahaha, that should be the joke of this year.
I will just keep that in my mind, bury inside heart.
You are not the right one.
My instinct is always accurate.
You just have to let go of it, and walk in your own way.

Love.
Not ought to be drifting inside,
the honey will not always stay,
and soon, bitterness comes.
Unless you have the courage,
to make it sweeter.

And so reluctantly,
I have neither the guts to step forward, nor backward.
It's so unpredictable.
I don't have a stout heart, and
i don't think i will win, in war of love,
wearing the helmet of victory, heading back proudly,
You made me feel so insecure.
What i need to do now,
is not to exhibit my feelings, and slowly,
forget the old reminiscences.