"Reflections In The Puddles"
Journal
Monday, August 25, 2008
>finally gp is over. fortunately, i read about the article on censorship ytd and managed to do it today, hope it will turn out well. but comprehension was terrible. what pancake man nonsense, managed to understand abit but not totally. sigh. and the aq is like a total contradiction to what i said in my essay and i am like wtf while writing. well, hope for the best bah.. heard sa about some immortality and is nonsense too. why are gp teachers all so nonsensical?!
after exam, tried to study but as usual, post exam sickness.. the thing that kept me going was just a few simple messages that i get along the way. treasure every moment of it.
tomorrow is chemistry. don't know how will it be and really stress cause i feel so unprepared and do not have confidence at all. even after practising a number of other school papers.. and i still need a C for ropes. sigh.. all i can say is, good luck.
wo zhao yi xi guan ni de mi ren xiang shui wei...(i have gotten use to your mesmerizing perfume)
ni jiu xiang na xiang shui wei, jian jian de xiao shi..(Just like the perfume, you disappear slowly..)
Voices
Quotes
"if someone loves you,
love them back not only because they love you,
but also because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes
to things you have never seen or felt without them."
(ripped from solasura-honz)
As you envelope my mind,
thoughts are all about you.
I hope that you could walk into the ghost of me.
My heart have been delievered to your doorstep, do you accept this mail?
Could you pull out some time for me
and give both of us a chance to be together.
Waiting isn't a problem,
losing you would be the biggest trauma I would get.
May this day where our hearts bond together come soon.
Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth. Love never gives up; and its faith, hope and patience never fail. Love is eternal.
A recollection of poetry
"Twilight funeral"
Blackened and cold is the dusk
A veil where the shadows watch
Behind the dim requiems of light
When blindness envelopes our eyes
Silent and unholy is the dusk
A hole where the demons smirk
Beyond the clutters of human life
When deafness embraces our ears
Sable nothingness is the dusk
A shroud where the ravens flock
Tainting the purity of white clouds
When darkness devours our hearts
Inevitable death is the dusk
A cloak where the daggers hide
Under the facade of tranquility
When mortality is but a quip
- Solasura
"Muted Joy"
Words appearing before aquamarine eyes,
Inner warmth awakened.
Coldened heart was melted,
returning to its liquidfied state.
Hopes of rain fallen,
sheltered by feelings.
Flooded everywhere,
but not a single drop here.
Tune rings by the ears,
Emotions being mixed up.
Weak and deplorable,
Just takes the shape of you.
Ensnared by you,
Unintentionally or intentionally,
unable to be freed,
till Reaper's Scythe appears.
Which will appear first, rain or scythe?
"Solitude"
Time flies when words strung out,
numbing the bitter nerve.
Defrostation took place,
Everything seem to be in summer,
From the frosted white fingers,
darkness in the heart,
you brought warmth and light.
Turning upon an unretaliatable liquid.
Just as words strung out once again,
froze all happiness in me.
Bitterness awakened,
Negligible autumn, forver winterness.
Eclipse seems to take place forever.
Light and warmth never took place,
Darkness and chill,
mutated the mind into an unfeeling solid.
When solitude occurs, does anyone bothers?
- Takizawa
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