secret garden

hi blog.
juz finished my shower.
back late. from school. from dinner.
with s.
caught fd3. and realli.
if anithing. the plot was too predictable.
hurrrrrrrrr

newae. its going to be a short post.
if u leave out the musing's in chinese at.
the end of the post.

too tired to type anithing lengthy.


brunch with the patriarch,matriarch, and 1 sis.


1 sis. helping me to chew my food. by following the rythm.
of my jaw movement with added pokes. ;p


patriarch & matriarch supporting my snapping obsession.
and the remnants of brunch hurrr 85% boiled eggs taste.
errr good.


study room we were in todae. me.si.ce.
things they do with a cctv to keep students quiet.... hur hur


late dinner with si. at mos. no not ministry of sound.
though he tried to make me belief we were there.


the long road home. trudged back realli wearily todae.
juz tired. in more senses than one.

到底 我是在做些什么？
随心所欲的代价
就是 对你的牵挂
对你的不放下。

到底 你是在想些什么？
也许 只是场小闹剧
或许 只是微不足惜
的捧场做戏。

盼不到 看不了
俩人的厮守，俩人的美好

想不了 料不到
俩人的启程，最终的拥抱

也许 能重来
重写你我的剧本

心在咆哮 请你留我
转身先走的，也是我

离别时刻， 请你忘了我。

～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～

随风， 随性， 飘浮不定
最终的时刻， 只想归属 与你的 怀抱里。


dun mind the stuff that i write.
cant seem to write a decent tune for tis arrrg.

im realli not depressed.

realli............


signing off