Saturday, July 14
goodbye
in the light of the sun
is there anyone oh it has begun
oh dear you look so lost
eyes are red and tears are shed this world you must've crossed
you don't know me you don't even care
you don't know me you don't wear my chains
essential and appealed
carry all your thoughts across an open field
when flowers gaze at you
they're not the only ones who cry when they see you
you don't know me you don't even care
you don't know me you don't wear my chains
she said i think i'll go to boston i think i'll start a new life
i think i'll start it over where no one knows my name
i think i'll go to boston i think that i'm just tired
i think i need a new town to leave this all behind
*boston by augustana
.:one over the post at 12:00 PM:.
Thursday, July 12
you don't wear my chains
Evey human being has a personal legend to be fulfilled, and this is our reason for being in the world. This personal legend manifests itself in our enthusiasm for the task ... The glory of the world is transitory, and we cannot measure our lives by it, only by the decision we make to follow our personal legend, to believe in our utopias, and to fight for them.
Each of us have our personal legend to fulfil, and that is all. It doesn't matter if other people support us or criticize us, or ignore us, or put up with us - we are doing it because that is our destiny on this earth, and the fount of all joy.
-from Like the Flowing River by Paulo Coelho
.:one over the post at 11:59 PM:.
my darkwolf
it has been a sweet day;thursday lunch date, our pals graduating, bringing my folks around. we saved the best for the last though, just lying there in the expanse of the field with the london eye spinning slow, the sky blushing soft red, the cold breeze descending, and you, right beside me sniffing at your cigs. just like the stupid jap movie from long ago, hahaha.
there is sadness in the air. but we don't claw at it, because we quietly know we're gonna be holding on to each other even if we as you say, may never live in the same country again. at least that's what i hope it'll be, bud.
ps: don't try to get me all sniffly with your emails too! like you, there is no fear in my heart.
.:one over the post at 11:27 PM:.
Wednesday, July 11
my azuki bean
this afternoon we had the last of our usual chill times, i've always loved doing this with you, our conversations. everything i can remember still feels so good, but now we cannot say where or when next time will be, and that is why the sadness feels especially heavy when it comes to you. my azuki bean, i will miss you muchly, i will miss you the most.
time, sometimes the time just slips away
and you're left with yesterday left with the memories
i, i'll always think of you and smile
and be happy for the time i had you with me
though we go our seperate ways
i won’t forget so don’t forget the memories we made
goodbye, there’s just no sadder word to say
and it’s sad to walk away with just the memories
who's to know what might have been
we’ll leave behind a life and time we’ll never know again
please remember please remember
i was there for you and you were there for me
please remember our time together
the time was yours and mine
while we were wild and free
then remember please remember me
and how we laugh and how we smile
and how this world was yours and mine
and how a dream was out of reach
i stood by you you stood by me
we took each day and made it shine
we wrote our names across the sky
we ride so fast we ride so free
i had you and you had me
*please remember by leanne rimes
.:one over the post at 11:57 PM:.
Tuesday, July 10
strawberries and cream
the day started off with foul moods and grey skies as we made our way out to garsons for berry picking. i for one was fricking angry over so many things, but when i saw how happy my parents were plucking plump strawberries and jumping into purple cabbage patches, everything washed over. we came home to check my results, they were decent but nothing to crow about, the fact is that i didn't sow much so i should not expect to reap too much. anyhow, we had a satisfying dinner at nobu and headed home pretty happy all over again. no matter how we argue, yell, scold, cry, spite, ignore, things have a way of becoming okay all over again; i guess that's the meaning of the word family.
.:one over the post at 10:07 PM:.
Monday, July 9
norwegian wood and stockholm syndrome
.:one over the post at 3:10 PM:.
Saturday, July 7
dear jasmine
i miss you, my one and only training partner. get ready for some fun =P
.:one over the post at 12:00 AM:.
Monday, July 2
dear yifang
london games, shen jing zhu, zumos, egg tart, dim sum, warm door, gym, london eye field, fat face girl, jpt, class hopping, free cone day, ping pong, 10km shopping, tai mei li, sugoi, sit ups, king kong, feng diao, kick ball, size 39.5, shiny toilet, water fountain, and best of all the one who braved the oddshaped ball to practice drop kicks with me. good times =)
happy 22nd birthday xiaobai. love, dahei.
.:one over the post at 12:00 AM:.
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JESUS BE THE CENTRE, BE MY SOURCE, BE MY LIGHT JESUS
JESUS BE MY VISION, BE MY PATH, BE MY GUIDE JESUS
BE THE FIRE IN MY HEART, BE THE WIND IN THESE SAILS
BE THE REASON THAT I LIVE, JESUS JESUS
