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我宁愿让我的身体疼痛, 也不想让我的心仍然感觉承受这样的痛苦.

The fact of having it and at the same time not having it

At this instant I have thoughts filling my head concerning life issues, but I just cannot put them into words. When a sentence has just begun with letters, the backspace key is tapped...and booom there goes the blank again.

I have just read the last July issue of Readers’ Digest about a lady who lost both her legs in a suicide bomb attack in London. About how strong she hanged on to life at the instant when everything went dark until she started her ‘life 2’ she called it. There were 2 voices in her head when the incident happened, one asking her to just let go, the other asked her to stay and hang on. It was the latter that she listened to, which made her today. You see, it is not the completed puzzle that we are talking about; it is how we fix the small pieces together as one.

I cannot make myself any fuller. The love given and the love taken, there is no use to measure them. How can one makes one feels more appreciated?

Locked

If that moment never happened, and if you did not show how much it feels, I would be like a little girl seeking for a place to rest her head when she is tired of everything in life that is full of contradictions.

But life is how we control the tricks that are always playing around ourselves. We cannot always put a smiley on our faces; we cannot always get what we want.

Sometimes, being unaware is better than being solemn and unable to react accordingly.

How I wish I am the type who do not care much. How I wish I could be more emotion-free. How I wish I know what to do to make everything in piece again. Lord, please teach me how.

Speaks through my music

More music than words.

That's why I can't be attentive in social talks lately.

:(

Waking up in Tears

Have you ever tried waking up in tears in the middle of the night? Something happened in my

dreams, they are not sweet, i have no energy to fight over them, they attacked me one after

another just like that. Even I've prayed for a good night sleep, they still come, continuously

over a week. What happened?

Words in a song

SOME phrases in Orianthi's According To You depict my feelings (i really mean SOME, which cover 5% of them all). I do find artists who play instruments in their own songs way professional than the others.

Well hello! Now that I've stopped blogging for long, I lost the sense and interest to write and read blogs. This post is here because I'm too bored. One more month to go till my new semester starts, phew. Till then Chinese New Year will end too. This year, I'm holding the responsibility to bake all cookies and cakes. Wish me luck. ;)

This morning, my aunt said the same thing I've heard many times before. Life's so miserable.