27/11

There are 4 seasons in a year.
Each of the seasons takes its own precedence
It colours its own emotions and feelings

Winter is all about blue and white
It's about the stillness and the warmth that tangled up between your feet
It's a season of laughter and smiles
It's a season filled with loved ones

Spring is all about orange and yellow
It's about the clear blue sky and bright yellow sun
It's a season where inspirations rise
It's a season where all the good begins

Autumn is all about green and yellow
It's about the earthy ground being filled with dried leaves
It's a season of sweet berries and crisp apples
It's season of sweetness in the mouth

Summer is all the colours that you can imagine
It's about exploring and livin' up to anything
It's a season of ice-creams, popsicle and sand castles
It's a season of summer love

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Certain seasons in life comes so unexpectedly,
Even when you take a step back to consume it,
The season still seems so unbelievable,
It was sometime in the evening that the summer arrived earlier than expected.

Stayclose

I find this simply funny. Sometimes it's rather interesting to hear stupid yet silly and humorous explanations.

"Yeah, it's like making 2 into 1.
I just build a twin tower - A bridge connecting tower A and B."

Well, this might not be the exactly same words. At least they are along this line. AHAHHAHA

I am sorry. It's just too funny and it has been playing in my mind for very long. There's more actually but *hush* they are things that I promised to keep as a secret. I think.

And, yeah...I am just going to pretend like it didn't happen. ;^)

I'm really sorry. Aahahahaa =p

When the time comes

"Maybe if it's later it will mean even more"

I think so too
I think it will be more ...
meaningful
sincere
sweet
significant
precious
valuable
memorable
loving
More than anything
=)

Trust me

The sun was shinning ever brightly when I was pacing my way on the red track. In a mere seconds, the clouds above my head was changing its bluish hues to a gradient of grayish tint. Silently, I realised that the rain was coming. As I came to my normal spot, I lifted my legs one at a time to establish a constant rhythm. It didn't take long till I could feel rain drops trickling down my forehead. Did I stop there? No, because I am not a quitter. More importantly, I do not care. Whether the rain decides to storm the weather, the moon decides to glow in the dark or the stars decide to dance to the moonlight, it doesn't matter at all. I really don't care. And, I really don't mind. Trust me. Believe me like I've always believe. Indeed, the sun came shinning right after that.

p/s: Running under the rain was fun :p

21st

... is thinking what does it feels like to be 21

... is thinking about what she has done, is doing, and should be doing

... is thinking about a lot of things

I think it's going to be a night to reflect upon things in life.

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"Doors slide open and shut along life's path.
Roads diverge right and left.
The only way to discover where they lead is to choose which one to take."

(Goldie Hawn, A lotus grows in the mud)