I am going to move my blog into deviantArt.
No, I would only publish stories,not arts. You know, drawing and other visual aesthetics were my weakness. What makes me interested in dA is that they divide your works and your journals in different section, and it was cool!
So, check it out, I'll soon fill it with many things. Bye-bye!
Dream out Loud! =)
Have to admit it, he is cool. Mostly when he became one of the usher in the church, mostly when I realized he became the guitarist and perform right in front of me.
Oh my, he is so much cool!!
But still, he would not turn my heart that fast. Maybe it was just because I have not met you for quite a long time
Dream out Loud! =)
I wish I do not have to delete my chat history everytime I receive and reply any message from you.
I wish I can reply your message anytime I wanted--which is everytime--without have to hide from everyone suspicious in my eyes.
I wish I am free to be with you as long as I love you.
Dream out Loud! =)
Some of my friends asked me why I cut my hair this short, not letting it grow long.
I do not know whether they were actually wanted to say that short hair is very ugly, or I am actually beautiful in short hair but will be looked more nice in a long one
Dream out Loud! =)
Some of my friends asked me why I cut my hair this short, not letting it grow long.
I do not know whether they were actually wanted to say that short hair is very ugly, or I am actually beautiful in short hair but will be looked more nice in a long one
Lord Jesus,
Thanks for Sport Day held in UPH College. I love everything about that day, included the fun walk when I could spend my time worshipped and praised You for Your grace upon me. Included the crossfeet, too! For the first time, I can show them that I am able to compete not only in linguistic or science competition, but also sport one.
Please, God, guide me to love my class, my friends, and my school more than this. So I would not whine or complain anymore.
Thanks for an academic year spent in this high school. Walk beside me, Lord. Walk beside me through my days in UPH College, in surviving Science Honors, so I can spend another two academic year again.
Amen.
Dream out Loud! =)
I admit it, I still have some feelings for him a little bit and I realize it at school, but I love you.
I admit it, I consider him as stunning when I look at our yearbook, but I'd feel better to see you now.
I admit it, I hope he change and let the others from our school go inside this building, but I'm dreaming of you wearing my school's uniform.
It is just a long three weeks, but I want to keep this feelings more than five months to prove myself whether I am truly in love with you or not. I hope so.
I miss (y)our words in chat history.
Dream out Loud! =)
I remember it clearly, the day when you slipped away.
Oh sorry, I knew you are not and you are not going to die. It was just me who got scared.
I hate the fact that you were too sick to come. For us to meet for the last time before we have to be apart for a long time. I hate that you were too sick to play with me, or maybe you can sit beside me in the concert and calm my beating heart of between you and nervous of stage sickness.
I blame my lovely rain and cold weather for this, either.
I wish we can meet as soon as possible, but maybe it would he too long. I truly wait for it. Time pass quickly. I have been knowing you for a year or more, but I do not fall that instant.
Hey, when would it be? Tell me.
I miss you. I like you.
Dream out Loud! =)
Happy 15th birthday to me!
They wish me to be more mature.
But really, I'm afraid I can't do that! What if I keep acting like a junior high? What if... what if...
I'm really afraid to be older. They asked me to be mature. But they keep saying that I'm childish.
I'm afraid I won't look mature enough
Dream out Loud! =)
Just imagine what will happen if I can see you again.
Maybe it will happen tomorrow. I'll come first, and you'll greet me when you arrive. We'll chat for a while and I'll ask you about your trip.
And I'll bring my guitar that time (or not? I'm not sure). And you'll play me a song with your own guitar.
I'll remind you that the day we meet is my birthday, so I'll ask you to buy me an ice cream. You'll refuse at first, but finally say yes. When I eat it, it'll taste so sweet and creamy.
Then we'll practise again. Laugh again. Bicker again. Say goodbye at last. At night, I'll dream abput you suddenly learn at the same school as me. I'll smile and tell myself, "This is the best birthday for now, because I spent it with my beloved ones."
It might won't happen, either.
Dream out Loud! =)