Wednesday, November 23, 2011

生命里也许我遇见了许多她,
不知道哪一个才真正属于我,
但是过去我一一都非常珍惜,
酸甜苦辣忧愁欢笑我都记得。


Sunday, November 20, 2011

RIP

Life is so tough to live through,
Life is easy to let go,
Life decisions are made only by you,
Life spins around as you grow.

Letting go of life, no more chances,
Letting go of life, uncountable unpleasant,
Letting go of life, forever be gone,
Letting go of life, is wrong.

Live as it is your last,
Living for thee may just forever be that tough,
Live it, may be it will come to an end,
Live strong, just got to hold on in vein.

Lives created,
Lives born,
Lives shattered,
Lives lightened.

Looking for an answer to all questions,
Looking for someone to lend a shoulder,
Looking for a cure to this rupture,
Looking for a reason to get over.

A life was given up and it is sad to hear, RIP little girl.


Saturday, November 19, 2011

Letting go

Letting you,
Cause i know,
You were only half way there,
Even though, we were close,
I was holding on just enough to know,
I should be letting go,
I should let you go.

Monday, November 14, 2011

为什么这样子!??!?!??!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

haisssssss... 继续努力吧~

应该给你多点爱,我爱你!!

Pls pls pls.. 我会加把劲的!!!


Sunday, November 13, 2011

Fear was not the word,
Anxious is kind of me but no,
Familiar similar kind of weird,
I hid and reluctant to show.

I know this feeling,
I've seen too much,
I lie and stared at my ceiling,
Into thin air i stubbornly punched.

Outside everything is new,
In front of the mirror i was still a still,
Almost the same guy i knew,
I hope this isn't real.

A simple Hi, maybe?
To be or not to be?
That is the question?
Where was my passion?

Observing near and far,
The model i'm trying to paint,
Trying without making scars,
When will me meet again?

Friday, November 11, 2011

Nilai, BORING

Hiiiiiii Blog, long time no see! I'm finally out where i always wished i could, which is AWAY from home. It sounds bad but it really isn't. I just like to be away and try to take care of myself, do my own things at my own will. It's not like i don't like home, it's just that i love it so much being outside. OKAY! stop talking bout the past.

NILAI UNIVERSITY COLLEGE IS SUUUUPPPPEEERRRRR BOOOOORIIIIIING! LOOOOOL! thought i'll say kewl right? NOT! HAHAHAHAA!! Oh well, it has it's kewl places which it has a piano in the activity room which i can frequently play and relax myself before every exam. They have a drum team her which is oso kewl. But, i was being unKEWL trying to avoid and not joining coz i swear i will not touch lion dancing again.. TROLOLOLOL..

Every day before night (AFTER CLASS) i'll have some fun at the ball court, well not everyday, but sometimes. Did i mention i joined the school team? It was fun competiting with people that you completely don't know and people that you completely don't know staring at you. ESPECIALLY when you wear a PINK KOBE!! HAHAHAH! well it was fun.

After basketball or wadever i'm doing besides that, i'll have my dinner. Then,i head over to the activity room or common room. AAANNNDD i study == zzz ... JAM right? oh well, i have no choice.. plus i like aeroplane stuff now. It's kewl that i finally know how a plane can climb up to the sky ^^.

Nways! thats all of it.. SO SHORT RIGHT?! thats why i called it boring.. LOL... HAVE A NICE DAY YA'LL

GOOOOOOOODNIGHT~

Outside of my New Window

New faces,
New friends,
New room,
New uniforms,
New shoes,
New look,
New fresh greens,
New fresh air,
A whole new world,
A whole new road,
A whole new chosen goal.

First day, new view out my window,
Sunrise stood high waking me from my pillow,
Its blushed round figure enlightens the day,
Guiding me down a new hallway.

Surrounded by strangers that one day i may know,
Surrounded by new buildings where i learn new things,
A 360 turn around i saw a glow ,
Appeared a sign to glory that i'll follow.

Changes in everything i've ever done,
Changes in everything of how i sound,
Scattered pieces becoming a one,
Maybe this is where things come around.

End of the day again i looked out my window,
Traced back what i've done that day,
Recall every new pieces on that day,
Rewriting the memories that was gray.

Tonight, tomorrow and the day after,
I can live this every new day,
I will build my own bay
This is what i've always craved.

Lying back onto my pillow,
Listening to the owls on the willow,
Waiting for every new tomorrow,
Ready for whats Outside of my new window.