almost but never quite was

im starting to think that this is something i'd never get out of

i wanted to type a lot
i had a lot going on in my mind
i nearly put them to words
but i lost them

i don't need people to know everything that i say, do or feel
but i'd have them understanding in at least a certain way
maybe its too much to ask


this headache is killing me

meet me there, when we're both fresh

what if one day
everything comes crumbling down
does it mean all the memories get erased
and we get to start over again?

what am i to you?

now if my sky should fall
would you even call?

i don't know which is better

to be full of zest and affected too much
or to be aloof and take things lightly

i thought you'd be here by now

i need to dwell in self-pity ever so often
just to lament on life
just because contentment is extravagant
just because happiness last only for a fleeting moment

when the stars refuse to shine

sometimes, a thought lingers
there's no sense in telling
cos at the end
it's all the same

i don't wanna be
but change is arduous
it is
be it for altering assumptions or practices

i don't wish to skip all the goings
but that's what i always end up doing

i think i'm a cynic at heart
i think you don't know me
i think i won't let you know me

if im nowhere near, then where am i?

Love the tiffany colored sky in this.

Love this and this as well.

somewhere between waking and sleeping

an offbeat delivery
absolute infatuation

-

the traffic light is changing unusually fast
or maybe everything else seems quiet and slow

no, the traffic light does operate differently during midnights

-

why do i have a hunch about it?
still.

when you were here before
couldn't look you in the eye

i want you to notice
when i'm not around

you're so fucking special
i wish i was special

whatever makes you happy
whatever you want

what the hell am i doing here
i don't belong here

i hope it will

if you wander off too far, my love will get you home
if you follow the wrong star, my love will get you home.
if you ever find yourself, lost and all alone
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home
boy, my love will get you home

if the bright lights blind your eyes, my love will get you home
if your troubles break your stride, my love will get you home
if you ever find yourself, lost and all alone
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home
boy, my love will get you home

if you ever feel ashamed, my love will get you home
when there's only you to blame, my love will get you home
if you ever find yourself, lost and all alone
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home
boy, my love will get you home

if you ever find yourself, lost and all alone
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home
boy, my love will get you home
boy, my love will get you home

and so it is

be by my side
quietly


'cos i don't think they'd understand

flocks

The birds don't stay for long
Come and they go
One or two, three or five
They sing to some
They chirp to some


The end.

crazy elephant

The fine line.

Nobody goes beyond it.

Maybe someone should.









Norah Jones is love.

don't bother

Feels like it all over again.
With more vulnerability than ever.



I'm running dry.


Spelled out loud.


Lies and facade.


Find me in my perspective.









I have no clue.
I never do.

the piles keep piling up

I am tired.

And I've nothing to share.

Because.

and you can't wait till the time comes

In times where the coming's bleak, you'll feel especially psyched to know that what you've been trying hard to reach out to, is actually available there in a tangible form.

never-ending love affair

I've been doing things that I've been wanting to do for a long time as of late. I'm learning how to cook, how to take better photos, figured out my other interests that really interests me (lol), how to make living better and more enjoyable, etc. I'm only beginning and it feels extremely satisfying. Life should be like this. (:

im one happy girl

It makes me happy watching people describe their style.
Maybe it's because I cannot find the words to describe mine.

The dry period was here.
I guess it still is.

My inspiration wire is up. (:

Till then.

i love me some red shoes

Colours and more colours. (:

i heart teen vogue

I wish to say I'll be on the road and then escape to somewhere on my own. Freedom shouldn't be restricted like that. That, refers to much more than there is to it. Driving alone to afar will be an incredible way to unwind and to relish solitude, I guess. If it never comes, what will?

the road i found

I like the way the road curves.

I like the way its cut off, just like that.

I like the way the lights look.

They're never ending.

So walk by it slow.

norah jones - until the end

You've got a famous last name
But you're not to blame
Baby I see you for who you are

A one time apple queen
And a one time tramp
And an old time movie star

You're a shell picker
Of the pickiest kind
But you always find the ones to keep

And in or out of bed
You keep you're head wide open
'cause ya don't only dream when you're asleep

Like a child ... you remember
But I forget ... all my dreams

I used to think
That someday I'd relax a little
And be more like you

Then I realized
How silly that thought was
Needed to stand in my own shoes

And from over here
I can see you cry
Don't even try ... to pretend

'cause he's hurt you
So many times
Baby don't go back again

Like a child, you forget
But I remember everything ... and every sting

And through all the games
We'll both stay the same
As we've always been
Through the fat and thin
Until the end
Until the end

you and i play the game everyday

In this world, we only show ourselves how we would like to be perceived.
Whether or not it accurately translates is a total different matter.

drowned in thoughts

The lines are down
I need some time off

hanging in between

I wish it was enough to break me down.

Supposed to be posted in the wee hours of 7/5/07.

the things you'll never know (and never bother knowing)

The little things that make me happy
and the little things that make me sad.

The things that I long for
and the things that I dream of.

The things that I make believe
and the things of my pure hallucination.

The things that I hope for to happen again
and the things I wish to relive.

The things that I need more determination in
and the things I've given up on.

These things are ever-evolving.
Let's just hope it's for the better.

we never said.

Something tells me...
My intuition is almost always spot on, I guess.
Haha, contradicting but anyways.

Here's 2 random pictures -

陳奕迅 - 富士山下

陳奕迅 - 富士山下

I tried and tried. But the lyrics just won't appear correctly up here.
They are the most beautiful yet.

Go here if you're interested at all.
There's a brief explanation but the translated lyrics in english doesn't even measure up. The music video doesn't quite justify the song either.

Lyrics are written in cantonese form but is still understandable if you read it the chinese way.

(:

chic list

Links and more links brought me to this. Which I thought was really interesting. So I'm gonna paste (either in exact words, or edited a little) from the site those that fit my definition of chic.

Here goes:

- Has good manners
- Is passionate about something — art, business, communication, philosophy etc
- Respects his- or herself & other people
- Doesn’t betray confidence, aka can keep things private
- Has excellent posture
- Practises “right speech” — meaning, does their best to only say things which are constructive, helpful &/or positive
- Looks after their nails
- Travels across the city for what she thinks are the best croissants, coffee or olives
- Is organised (stylishly, of course)
- Only spends her time with people who make her feel good
- Takes responsibility for himself
- Can cook, eats well & drinks a lot of water
- Takes care of their possessions (shines their shoes, cleans their bathroom, hand-washes any delicate clothing, etc.)
- Has distinct personal style, from clothing to hairstyle to handwriting
- Lives life to full capacity every day
- Has things that are what I call “signature” — personal elements that define them, which are distinctly individual. This can range from a way of walking to a tone of voice to a love for anything vintage
- Takes time to appreciate other people, objects and nature and can relate positive sentiments to the aforementioned
- Someone who is not afraid of showing the world who she really is

new found or reacquainted? perhaps both.

So I ordered this from amazon yesterday. Yay-ness!

I may have found a love tantamount, if not bigger, to what I have for fashion. It makes me insanely ecstatic.

magnify the good of others

I know of a friend who have a strong sense of her own style. She inspires me to be true to my style when in questions of doubt. It's not about totally ignoring words of other people, but essentially listening to your own inner voice. I love her for knowing and being who she is. It's being sure of yourself that makes you admirable and lovable.

You can always learn a thing or two from the people around you. (:

i need a metaphor

When a storm is cooking within
what I desperately need
is to be alone

Other times
trash talking does the trick

-

Dad: Drink this before you go out.
Me: What's that?
*Drinks anyway
Dad: Just leave it, I wash for you.

It's the little things like this,
that reminds me of how much I love him,
no matter what.

pffft

I love writing chinese.
But the three words that I can never be happy with, is ironically my name.

ambiguity might be my only way out

There's a reason
Why someone is, and someone's not
The reason's plain and clear to me
I'm trapped somewhere in between
Well, seeing is never believing

the way we live - by anthropologie

if you know me now - speaking the unspoken

I haven't the drive
I haven't the reason
I haven't the chance
If you know me now
Cease all your inner deliberation
I don't need no accusation
The picture is not yet clear
My head remains a blur
I'm not as assertive
I need your discernment
If you know me now

shopping cures depression

I totally love this season's loose silhouette.
They're flattering and feminine.
Effortless, understated and amazingly chic.



My pretty dress! I love it so much I have to flaunt it. (x

amidst the noise i hear the crooning

I took a clip of the sunrise that morning.
It's like a quiet documentary.
Capturing the sight, sound and moment.
Quietly appreciating what's given.
One of the many things I love to do.

isn't it

one breath too late
and you're gone for good
it's funny how far it seems
but what could i do
and what would i change
when everything is strange
why should i learn how to fly
when i could just hide away
isn't it strange

such a beautiful morning

spring is in the air

Zara is love.

i need my muse

I thought I wasn't one of those girls who were poor with directions - turns out I am. It's a whole different story when you're behind the wheel. Maybe I'm too used to accepting directions from the person sitting next to me. Haha. Anyways, driving with my mom has been the most enjoyable yet. Because she craps with her usual nonsense to me and makes me laugh while my dad was obviously uncomfortable sitting in the passenger seat. Lol. Whatever, will improve with time.

of flowers and love

write me a different now

Are we meant to stay within our circle or are we supposed to break out of it?

I wonder.

If contentedness brings happiness, and happiness is what everybody yearns for, so we should just stick around and be glad that we're somewhere and not nowhere?

Why doesn't stories go the way we want them to?

reggae

I never knew reggae dance could be this nice. She's DAMN GOOD. I can't stop watching.

the avoider

Individuals with this style want and need a lot of time alone; are often less talkative than the partner; are sensitive to any form of control; are often quite self-sufficient; give little information; withdraw when upset; have difficulty expressing their feelings; are often very involved in their work.

this and much more

In love with (:

i'm not blind

I have the tendency to bring myself unhappiness. No one told me to see/hear anything. Yet I did. Maybe this is one of my past that I should chuck away. Self-induced dejection is not becoming.

Words can only indicate so much, and are only for make believe. Actions are the sole real proof. I am someone who will give, only upon receiving. But once received, I will not hesitate to give by the multiplies. Typical scorpio character I guess.

in the end, it doesn't even matter

Switched from tabulas. Still trying to get use to this. The main reason for switching is for the ease of uploading photos. Which means I'll most prolly put up pictures every now and then. And I do love the simplicity of the white layout, though it's one of the default templates.

I might still update tabulas. We'll see.

cny eve's dinner

Reunion? Anyways, cam-whoring below.

The oufit, with hair undone.

Shirt-dress from hong kong, shoes from thailand. Love the pretty shoes! Oh, and my jimmy choo bag imitation. (:

On the way.

My mom and I.

between day and night

I almost never get sick of the view.