Shortlived

I hate to say this.

But I have shifted again.

Tumblr's too attractive.

So there -

http://saffronseeds.tumblr.com/

I hope to see you.

Parcel of love!

Thanks Daddy, Mummy, Big bro, Small bro and Keng for this parcel of love!

I'm the happiest girl ever!

I'm back.

3am. Swedish time.

I'm hopelessly awake.

It's my first sleepless night after spending a month here in Europe.

I hate how my mind runs like a wild horse when all I want is some quiet.

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"Suddenly I realize 

That if I stepped out of my body I would break 

Into blossom." 

James Wright, Above the River: The Complete Poems

(Source: boxofoctaves)

Took me quite some time to smile like this again ;)

I know what you did.

And for that I thank you :)

Gothenburg

Blogging frm my iPhone at the moment. Am currently in the city of Gothenburg. It's 11:40pm, freezing cold outside. I'm lying on my bed in a 12-bed dorm in a hostel. Life seems too good to be true. Being on exchange is truly the best experience of my life. Minimal academic stress. Maximum relaxation. Everyday, life is happiness and excitement, melted with a tinge of uncertainty, which makes us all cherish the present moment even more. Glad to have met the girls on the trip. Sam, Joyce, Xinzi, Shan, Claire. Awesome girls with awesome personalities. There's rly nothing more I can ask for. Immensely grateful.

Losing faith.

Imy.

Rice oh rice

I just had the BEST meal ever.

Had rice after like, a month?!

Omg, I've been here for a month already?

Time surely flies.

Successful attempt at cooking rice in a pot.

(Since we don't have rice cooker)

Stir-fried broccoli and our half-eaten pot of curry chicken.

Coupled with my recent success at milk tea making,

everything feels like home. 

Gonna do a post with all my food experiments soon!

Life's good.

Cheers!

Street musician

This is so, so inspiring.

Adding on to my wish list - to catch a street musician like him in Europe.

埋怨

好奇怪，

有時候覺得很快樂很快樂。

有時候心情卻很低沈很低沈。

不知道還要多少秒針的颤动，

多少次花開了又謝，

才能填滿心中那可怕的缺孔。

為甚麼世界要沒有永恆。

為甚麼我找不回兩個人遺失的美好。

為甚麼有些事情不能倒帶。

就這一晚，放縱我吧。

讓我像風一樣地肆瘧。

讓我毫無理由地埋怨世界，

讓我任信地刁難回憶。

再一次牽著我好嗎，

我不會亂跑了。

Some feelings, I guess, will always be there.

You may have seen this photo I posted on Fb a few days ago,

which generated quite an amazing number of likes.

It wasn't a tourist attraction, just a place J and I stumbled upon

on our way home from the gym a few days back.

Here's the story.

The sky had been immensely gloomy the whole week,

but that day the sky was so beautiful.

J and I saw the horizon across the road while we were on the bus,

that gradient was so perfect, the colors so rich.

I've never seen such orange in my life.

We shrieked like American tiara girls seeing Barbie for the first time,

attracting some puzzled looks from the commuters.

We made a spontaneous decision to alight and catch the sunset.

Unfortunately the next bus stop was a 10-minute walk from the spot

and before we even got there, the sun was almost buried.

Being slightly disappointed, we strolled closer to the water,

hoping to catch a last glimpse before the sun was completely submerged.

The water was so so still that evening.

Or so we thought.

Until we realised that it wasn't just still,

it was frozen.

The lake was frozen, it'd turned into ice.

We both gasped in awe.

It was as if the world was on hold for a while

and we had to take a few seconds to absorb the incredible phenomenon.

We weren't sure if it was safe to step on the lake

but somewhere across the golden streams of sunlight,

a black silhouette glided seamlessly through the beams.

Someone was skating on the lake!!

Awe turned into excitement as we waved and greeted him from where we were.

He skated towards us and we exchanged a brief conversation.

He shared that the ice was about 10cm thick,

and that it was generally safe to be stepped on,

though there were some parts which weren't completely solid yet.

The first few steps were beyond incredible.

It was a feeling beyond words, beyond my imagination,

and beyond everything I ever thought could be 'reality'.

I felt more alive than ever.

That evening, it was incredibly beautiful.

I'm only a quarter through my life, inexperienced, naive and stubborn as can be.

But this was no doubt the best moment of my life.

When I become old and forgetful,

I may have to look back on these photos to recall how the place looked like.

But I will never forget how I felt.

Some feelings, I guess, will always be there.

I didn't leave because it was hard.

I left because it was no longer worth it.