Love, maybe.

Let the smoke fog our senses,
cos' we're the young and the adolescence.
In the quiet of that one dark night,
nothing matters but the sound of our hearts taking flight.
- Caryn


It has been all the more tolerable, those quiet nights and mundane hours. Though my liking for this place hasn't increased 10 fold, I can't say I like it even less because that would be a lie.

Next week's going to be a battle, I pray that I don't succumb to it.

Sometimes, I wish things were as clear as black and white, yes or no, or wrong or right. But it doesn't matter in the end, does it? Cos we're always balancing dangerously on that swing that separates deceit and the muffled truth, with chains barely our support.

I can't help but smile a little more each day, wake up feeling just a little happier and go to sleep dreaming of the day I step onto that plane and fly straight back to where I belong.

You were right babe, we don't have a nice normal photo of us. But i reckon we'll have a long time for that one nice picture to surface. :)


It's so ironic that I'm nearly on my way home, but the motivation for me to blog has just recently hit me.

Probably should stop blogging partly in japanese, because it doesn't make sense to some (of the few) readers. 

Which reminds me.
I can't wait for the trip to Tokyo in december, hopefully I'll be able to meet up with Jianfeng when I'm there. He said he'll let me crash some lectures at the university he's in and most people who know me would probably know that's one thing that'll make me go crazy, along with many other Japan-related things.

And another reason why I can't wait to get home:
My shiny new heels (and I mean pairs in pural) are just screaming for me to wear them.



Pick up the pieces, the ones you forgot.

My comfort is that we're always under the same sky.



( Lilac skies and bright lights. )
 

Will post a proper post soon but tentatively, I just wanna say that:

I miss my old life. I hate being restless, restlessness reproduces no form of good things in my case.
I want to go home. ): 

I can't believe I spent like 15mins browsing through the last episode of an one-hour drama which I didn't really want to watch anyway, and end up seeing a kiss scene between a 15 year old boy (who isn't that good-looking) and a 24 year old woman.

Romantic? I think not. Ugh.

 

HURRY COME TO MUMMY. ): 




And I've been waiting, till waiting has become tiring.
Open your eyes, probably you'll see.

 

Sorry for having a pissed off entry following a depressing one.

Give me a reason why I should be: 

1) Yesterday's test was so hard everyone wanted to jump in front of a truck.
2) It's raining now and I can't go for my morning jog.
3) PAYPAL SUCKS. I'm so pissed. After waiting 4 days to verify my account (since I didn't require it back then in Singapore when I first opened it, didn't bother to link my credit card then), I realised that for me to change my bank account from a Singapore bank to an Australian bank, means that I have to close the current one and open a new one, which in turn means that I have to wait another 4 days. (insert angry word here) I WANT MY CAMERA.
4) I've got 1 test, 1 presentation and 1 report to complete by tomorrow. Lovely, ain't it? 
5) No new updates on Chi yet, I feel so deprived. 


Alright so technically the only thing I was really pissed off with, was the paypal hoo-ha. The rest were just catalysts.

I  can almost taste my camera.



Random side thought: Please watch Up if you have not, Disney has outdone themselve again. I think Clarity was secretly tearing (because of the show and because of the irritating guy who lauged so hard at the funny bits of the show), and I really like the old dude.