January 29, 2010

Quote2: Meself

greatness is knowing that i'll be somewhere in your thoughts today
-SN Ang-

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January 19, 2010

Quote1: Mark Twain

Twenty years from now
you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do
than by the ones you did do.

So throw off the bowlines.
Sail away from the safe harbor.
Catch the trade winds in your sails.

Explore. Dream. Discover.
~ Mark Twain ~


January 06, 2010

Snowy sleepless nights

Ive called myself polarpanda for ages now.
an organism that tries desperately to connect itself with snow and wintery weathers.

now that im finally in UK, and its darn cold. its snowing.
small snow showers, heavy big snowflakes blizzard, gentle falling of snow on the nose etc etc...
Ive even learnt that a hot cup of tea and a good book beside a window full of falling snow can be a really sinful act of relaxation, comparable to enjoying good chocolate and mocha on a lazy afternoon.

I cant sleep. Just like when i was back at home.
Bad habit.
Im trying to concentrate and attack my dissertation with as much power in can infuse it with.
I want to do well, like i always do, dream, tried too.
But the snow is just too much for this head.
its hypnotic watching the snow.
the cold always makes me shiver from the bottom of my spine up.
and forever, i would shiver and chatter like how they describe it in children's books.
today? its 3am going 4.
im in my room beside the already cooled radiator and the window which is standing brave against the cold knifing its way through to me.
Im typing away. verbal diarrhea.
drinking tea, hugging my fav pillow.
listening to Misty by Kenny G.

it all began with the itchy fingers and tired eyes diverting attention from dissertation onto msn.
and falling on the one love that DNA had stubbornly refused to remove its liking tagged to him.
so began the dramatic waltz of tease and taunt.
words flow, sentences form and the scroll bar began to shrink like a door opening to allow memories to flow out yet again.
ah... The Stylistics are singing Can't Give You Anything.
yes indeed... cant give me anything.
but mere satisfaction to the eager desperado clinging onto whatever imaginary romance it can squeeze from these words which are words of play from two bored strangers trying for some fun.

and so its time again for Goodbye Days - YUI.

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January 04, 2010

自私 by Cherry Tsui

自私 by Cherry Tsui