the bestest thing anyone could get from someone else's ipod is the discovery of a beautiful song.<3

there are two songs of two different singersslashbands with almost the same title: The Same Deep Water as You by the Cure and The Same Deep Water as Me by I am Kloot. cute. i'm not sure if they answer each other's songs though.

there are no words that come with this feeling. or maybe words just won't work at this time.

i so cannot wait to get my laptop. weee.

i wonder why some people can, and some people cannot.

an advanced happy christmas to all.:)

it means you have a choice. where would you want yourself to be? how would you take the next step? regardless of who you are, of who you've been, what you've been through--regardless of whether you've failed once, twice, or a hundred times. or if you haven't failed at all. it would still end up to be your choice; if you want to continue on fighting--searching for a reason why you are doing so even when the tides of war is barely at your side, or if you would give it all up, give everything for something else that might make it all better, or worse. it's a choice. we're all given that. so choose.

i meant it--what i said. and maybe it appeared as if it was something i was used to doing. but my heart almost stopped beating, and the words started disappearing. and looking into your eyes too long would break me and threaten the composure i have put up. it was easier to smile, to laugh it off. but i meant what i said. i really did.

people always lie.

please don't fly off without telling me you just did.

i am enjoying the coldness of the day, it brings about the feeling of the season that should be. i am quite expecting Hongkong to be the same--colder, most probably--minus the comfort of home and the people i know. but being in a place where you are a stranger to everyone is also a strange bliss for me. i am not reminded, and no one reminds me of the life i have left on hold.

i am tired, you are tired. everyone is. we all need a hiatus--we all need to get away from this.

siiiiiigh. finals week.

i think laziness had possesed me because i had all the time today to study but i did not even leaf through the pages of my notes and try to review. instead, i gave in to learning poker. unfortunately, i did not learn to put on a poker face. i was never a good liar or a faker in the first place anyway.

i still have an exam tomorrow. and i've forgotten all that i've studied before because of the stupid majors exam i had the other day. this'll be an early starbucks study session for me in the morning. so goodnight world.

maybe it is because as kids, we had such naivety that santa clauses, the socks hanging from the walls, and the gifts under the bright and colorful Christmas tree spelled out our being merry for the holidays. and maybe it's because we miss that--we miss being so happy and giddy with joy with just those simple things and nothing else. and now that we're not kids anymore, it's hard to get that feeling back. i guess somehow i understand why adults sometimes get so indifferent about the holidays. i mean, hey, i'm just eighteen now and i can't seem to get myself in the jolly mood of the month. and i was just seventeen then, but Christmas, as i knew it, was dead to me.