我只不过很喜欢很喜欢很喜欢听他的歌。

好快，一年一张专辑...现已十多年了。 好庆幸，一直以来都有他的歌陪伴！:)

好开心，就好像同学会。一起唱着那些熟悉的歌 hees
<3

Maybe it is true that we do not remember days, we remember moments. That is perhaps why flashbacks kept coming at me these days; those moments I remember most distinctly, and which I can only miss much from now.

It's weird/funny/amazing/sad that life can be snuffed out in just a moment, and a moment is all it takes to make a difference. We will all have moments we remember, moments with those closest to us, yet no longer so.

I will miss u.

thanks feb:)

And now, back to work in march, with travel plans only six months away. Jiayou lu! At least distant travel plans are always better than having no plans (:

At times I have this realisation tt i'm really a fortunate girl. Feeling blessed and hope I deserve all that I have. Because times like this, it feels like life's gifts for me seem way more than what I ought to be entitled to. In any case, I must work hard at being deserving then. :)
;gogogo and thank you for everything I have.

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"We accept the love we think we deserve." -the perks of being a wallpaper

"Maybe it's good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it's okay to feel things. And be who you are about them." -stephen chobsky, the perks of being a wallflower

a good read. despite that loneliness you feel while reading. a story about not letting the past affect your present and future. embracing that pain, because it'll pass soon. jiayou!

hello 2013; I'll be good. at least I'll try.

I didn't hold onto those moments enough in 'twelve. But there're always things I fail to do, wishes that go unfulfilled. But there's always this year. (Or is there?)

Anyhow, starting my first 'thirteen post with a note to self to (hopefully) unclutter my life a little. Things are getting too messed up, too mudded recently. But at least I've been reading (and hope I don't ever stop reading).
(:  jiayou lu, jiayou everyone.

"Letters are just pieces of paper. Burn them, and what stays in your heart will stay; keep them, and what vanishes will vanish."
-norweigian woods, haruki murakami