Two more weeks to the end of my freshman year.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Easter
It was known to me as the Good Friday to me in Singapore
where nobody I know of celebrate seriously
It is a more important business here
the campus looked evacuated after Friday's classes
even though there is no official holiday at college
C waked me up and gave me a gift in the morning
to which I'm really grateful
not as grateful for a long time
also mixed with a little sense of loss
which reminds me of "I Believe" by Dave Koz
I'm never able to escape it, can I?
where nobody I know of celebrate seriously
It is a more important business here
the campus looked evacuated after Friday's classes
even though there is no official holiday at college
C waked me up and gave me a gift in the morning
to which I'm really grateful
not as grateful for a long time
also mixed with a little sense of loss
which reminds me of "I Believe" by Dave Koz
I'm never able to escape it, can I?
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
春
Thursday, April 14, 2011
A new entry
Resume my blog in English
largely because I can't type Chinese here.
I didn't feel good today, partly because of the course load
I gotta finish the first draft of my research paper on two post-realism literature piece over the weekend, even though i'm pretty sure i won't be able to achieve that
I couldn't get into the classes I planned this morning during the registration
urk
it messed up my plan, a lot
kind of screwed now
I came across a few wonderful space art pictures
awesome heavenly bodies!
Good to have you so close to me
so close, at the tip of my fingers
so easily, could I embrace and admire you
alone, in a quiet evening
waiting, while you approaches me
nearer and nearer, so that we can whisper
until I can breath the air from your ambiance
different from everything in my lifetime
yet familiar with the spirit I yearn for in my dreams
kiss me, listen my chuckling
hug me, wipe off my tears
finally i'm able to take a close look at you
you never communicated your emotions
you are not as static as i assumed
you get gloomy, you also become boisterous
I am only able to tell
today when we are drawn close
allow me a last glimpse
last smell
last touch
you'll come back to me
a promise?
i promise that i'm all alone
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