♥ heart on wings
{Monday, December 21, 2009}
If I should stayI would only be in your way So I’ll goBut I knowI’ll think of you, every step of the way And I…will always love you…I…will always, love you.I hope, life treats you kindAnd I hope, you have all you’ve dreamed ofAnd I wish you joy, and happinessBut above all this, I’ll wish you love.And I…will always love you…I will always love you…I will always love you…I will always love you..I will always love you…I will always, love you.This dumb and insensible girl, let’s kill the hope in her.Yet her faith, is not allowed to flicker off, This dumb and insensible girl. ...A love is heartwrench and optimism. It is unconditional, unheeded, unrestrained…unstoppable.“Eyes that saw too much, and later lost their strength to open.”
11:19 PM;
{Thursday, December 10, 2009}
After looking at the photos, just realised that Prom Take #2 reminded me of Prom Take #1. Should have known after buying that dress from that same shop, it’s just karma. Well, for good or bad, it doesn’t matter. Lol. Anyways, was such a noob at clubbing. The music made my eardrums want to explode, the crazy dancing with sweat I just realised is disgusting, and I forgot about my phobia for crowds. The cherry and gin drink is still bitter, had a hangover after drinking really a bit of it. Noobzzzz. That is what my stupid brother would say to me, if he’s here now. Lol. Well, prom is subjective. Some would say it’s woah, others would say it’s dah. Something like that? Well, and I thought there would be ballroom dancing. Gah. Prom is such an ass. Enough of romanticism, serene classic night, prom, no more no more.
8:13 PM;
{Friday, December 04, 2009}
Today was a lovely, beautiful day. Clouds, breeze and peace. Little rain, drizzle, greenery. Had fun with lifesaving mates, which have not happened in a long time. No sun today, more clouds and cold water. Awesome screaming and thrill and peace in the water. Random talks and comfort. Splashing in the water and capsizing. Artificial downpours are great. A lil bonding here and there.
Tonight, is cold. The coldness is somewhat overwhelmingly cold. A bit too cold. Harsh, is the coldness. The airport’s ceiling design is dizzying, complicated, things running all over the place, mirroring the feelings of different people in the airport, haphazardness. The airport is too big suddenly, and the floor design is also dizzying, threatening to swallow and complicate. The moon tonight is hazy and blurred, glimmering from a place a bit too far away. The dark purple sky is solitary tonight, with tinges of pink.
And I’m left, and lost, not going anywhere, going nowhere.
If I’m lost for a day
Try to find me
If I don’t come back
Then I won’t look behind me
December is darkest, in June there’s the light
I dreamed I was dying as I so often do
And when I awoke I was sure it was true
I ran to the window, threw my head to the sky
And said whoever is up there, please don’t let me die
But I can’t live forever, I can’t always be
One day I’ll be sand on a beach by the sea
The pages keep turning, I mark off each day with a cross
And I’ll laugh about all that we’ve lost
11:35 PM;
{Tuesday, December 01, 2009}
Gosh, can’t believe I’m slowly, gradually, quickly becoming fascinated/thrilled/excited about a Korean character. Ting, it’s your fault!
Searched the bloody web for so long but I still can’t find a picture of him with his perfect sneer-turned-into-a-sexy-pout. –_- Seriously, this guy is different, different from the typical nice pretty boy. Which is more puzzling why he’s so fascinating.
Evil look that captured straight from the beginning.

=D intense look

scorn

brooding
Awesome pout. =DDDD
That soft side.
Awkward cuteness.
Closest to that interesting sneer, the one in green.

It’s something when guys sleep.
Cutesy sunshine! Knew he’s not that bad a character through and through.
P.S. Finally found it.
And some other awesome photos:
Awww. A virtual big big gigantic teddy bear monster hug to him. *refers to the tear-shine*
11:08 PM;
{Monday, November 30, 2009}
“You’re Beautiful” has nice vibes. =D
1:30 PM;
{Thursday, November 26, 2009}
you’re in my arms
and all the world is gone
the music playing on
for only two
a life goes by
romantic dreams must die.
10:01 PM;
Garbled
It’s hard to believe
what the fuck is this
forever
Awesome. Windows Live Writer allows me to use different fonts.
9:56 PM;
Love to have such days.

12:53 PM;
{Monday, November 23, 2009}
Caught a rare movie on Mio, touched me quite a bit. Edward Scissorhands (coincidentally named Edward too), a robot with a heart,
an incomplete cyborg with a heart. His facial expression touched/intrigued me the most, the blank face with forlorn eyes, dark-ringed and weary. Love his gothic look, dunno why. The crazy wild hair, and especially the dark-ringed eyes, bruised with overwhelming sadness and his humane, gentle voice. (He looks like a freak to others; he fascinates me.) An awkward, self-conscious 'human' with a heart to love, yet incapable of love. That look in his eyes seriously captures.
Which reminds me of a poem written during preparation not too long ago.
-Minute 321-
Here is a little poem for thee.
Scratch, scratch, my ickle tiny sensor
Can't seem to capture thee.
You weird little beating feeling
Thing. Beep, beep, here goes my daily
Meanderings- register, register, a little
Token for thee. Days, weeks, months, years,
This Minute 321 waits for thee; this
Ickle strange beating feeling thing to beep,
With sound and fury, breaking the daily
Beepings and whirrings of Minute 321,
Finally, a token of a pretty beating
Human heart, for thee.
Oh wells, I was supposed to study, ended up frustrated and writing poetry. But it made me study better. Lol. Poem was inspired by robotic, mundane life. University of Blogging crowned me for bad poetry and emo long ago I almost forgot. Sheesh. Oops. Okay, so bad poetry for thee. The website's rather cool, doesn't give you random results.
http://www.go-quiz.com/degree/degree.phpLabels: robot
10:37 PM;
My head is often in the clouds, I can be considered to be headless most of the time.
It's almost a cold, windy, rainy day everyday. Hearts. Feels like special days, perfect for New Moon season, and no sun to penetrate your skin, burn you alive. Can this continue forever and ever? It will be almost beautiful and magical everyday.
I was silly not to appreciate coldness earlier. Coldness is actually a sort of comforting beauty, it sharpens your thoughts, clears your mind, inspires senses, blurs numbness and pain.
Perspectives (taken during preparation)
Introducing Cheeky, Grad. Bear: a bear who looks like a mouse.
Mister Gurly: *peeks suspiciously*
Cheeky: Hello hello.
Mister Gurly: Who are you?
Cheeky: I'm her Graduation Bear. *big grin*
Mister Gurly: *grumbles*
Cheeky: Hey bro...don't worry, she still loves you.
Mister Gurly: Hmm...indeed you're cheeky.

*more convo*
Mister Gurly: *holds hands*
Cheeky: *sigh of relief*

*happily ever after* Notice the cheeky smile.
Didn't shift the subjects, except for last picture. Different takes, different angles. ☻
My two more alive soft toys (the rest unnamed,blanked in wardrobe).
5:07 PM;