Saturday, December 18, 2004

 

Whoa.

Saw a batchmate's msn nick. i can almost feel the pain.
same for the graffiti on the bus. i dare say it's poetic art.


it's not time yet.

this is the best thing i've thought up to tell myself. well it would solve alot of little problems along the way, reduce the number of dilemnas i have deal with. and it makes life alot easier to laugh at.

they say it's the hardest to laugh at yourself. i think we can start from there, it'll help. jc helps alot too, when everything is just passing by. to let the imagination run wild is disastrous. it has been proven. and now i cant help but let it run all over the green field.

gosh.

i'd like to know.

so let's just laugh it away. afterall, it's not time yet. it really isnt. but i'm sure it'll come one day. for all of us.

in the meanwhile, there's still music to be embranced. and cushions. and there's still a nice old man waiting for me to return to his place. there's still so much more that i've been neglecting. i'm sorry.

check out the new cd from mayday. hooray!

Zhengyu wrote at 11:10 PM.