Enfold.

Rule My World by Kings of Convenience

This Summer is full of spontaneous events, something that I have severely lacked in my life before him.
Just slow strolls in the night after a gorgeous fire sunset clouds. A romantic tête-à-tête that ushered in tears, that precipitated spurts of delightful aches on that fragile and vulnerable heart of ours. The fog sank down from the realm of heaven to cast a gentle veil over the vast land of tranquil.

Up above the heaven stars shone,
down below our pants soaked.
Into each others' arms, we sank,
into each others' world, we drowned;
into each others' eyes, we became mesmerised,
into each others' fingers, we entwined.

It was you and me against the world,
right at that moment,
perfect.

Life is unpredictable, isn't it?

Love,

Eve.

Summer Solstice:

My Ideal by Kenny Dorham

First day of Summer.

What this implies to me is that there are only two things: Sunny; hot, Thunderstorms; humid.

Oh wait. That sounds really familiar. That sounds exactly like Malaysia, all over again

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Recently, I got the chance to really explore Plattsburgh in depth; something that I didn't get the chance to previously. I realized, this place that I called home for two years now, is actually a very scenic destination for a nature lover like me. I also realized that to be able to optimize your time here in Plattsburgh, to see as many interesting sights as possible, you will need to take the Road Less Travelled. Of course, there is a lot of walking and sometimes hiking, complimenting my plain curiosity and my love for adventure, getting my Converse kicks dirty and wet, all those are worthwhile. Memories will soon be embedded, along with the dust and stains picked up along the miles, in between the threads of the fabric of the shoe.
This is the life of an adventurer, An Explorer.

Stargaze. Who would have known? Who would have appreciated?

Just the little perks of life that will forever be tattooed into your heart, your mind, your soul.

One, Two, Three the count of three,

Lighted up the sky of Spring.

Lifted up sorrowful worries,

Leaving behind a grin of glee.
For once, I didn't have to pretend that the Airplanes in the night sky are like Shooting Stars. For once, once again, my wishes came true. Trice consecutively, criss-crossing through the dark universe, where these beautiful deaths fell from eternity. The night was perfect. Still. Serene. Dry grass. Great companion. Nothing beats the nonchalant chattering, while our heartbeats synchronized orchestrally in this plain wide field of an Oval. Nothing beats the imaginary slow dance at the gazebo.
Night was young when it wasn't.
Frozen in time, when the world wasn't.
Just You and Me, taking a step at a time.
Breathing in the state of divine.

"Sometimes life is about the ability to believe in where you are going even when you're not sure what lies ahead."

Love, ∞

wind;

So Close by John Mclaughlin

Only if it was Enchanted, love was

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SOME say that water has a calming effect

At the very least, it does.

NEVER ending sounds of the rain, splattering on the roof top of our safe house

Chill breeze didn't quite matter, as

HERE, all is good. all is flowing to a gentle rhythm.

Immersing ourselves with nice, quiet conversation while our fingers entwined

Reminiscing about old good memories, all while creating new ones

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Drenched with rain water, our feet were.

as we took Our time, strolling dowN the sidewalk under the same umbrella.

the raindrops, magically drumming against the roof Top, creating Wonderful melodies that are astoundingly delightful to our ears

 this relaxed Ambiance was absolute, filled with Nothingness, yeT rich with sentimentality.

2 hours, passed swiftly and gone with the wind. Hush, without a sound.

Under that awkward looking tree, stood the old witch from snow white. but that didn't matter.

Raging series of lightning, trailing across the sky. but that didn't matter.

deafening roars of Thunders. but that didn't matter.

all that matters was that it was Yesterday, that i have rediscovered something that i have Once lost, or repressed
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under the same Umbrella that we left with, we walked back.
thank you for the pleasant journey.

goodnight,

my dearest

moon;

Don't Know Why by Norah Jones

Did you see the moon tonight?

Suspending midway across the sky,

Mysteriously shading itself from the eyes of the world

Behind those gray smithereens of clouds.

Did you see the moon tonight?

Oh how mesmerising the facade of it;

It draws your attention, your soul,

You are caught in limbo.

Did you see the moon tonight?

It was certainly bewitching.

And you wonder if it would be 'safe' for you

To take the path that crosses the Lakeside cemetery.

Did you see the moon tonight?

After many days and nights of heaven's tears,

The sky has finally cleared up,

Exposing the Milky Way for us to gaze at.

Did you see the moon tonight?

Because I certainly do,

And am glad that I am able to,

And am glad that I can.

Love,

Lee

paper. cut.

Superman by Five For Fighting

paper cut. that's right.

who would've foreseen that?

who would've taken precaution?

that's right. no one.

no one pays attention. no one cares.

no one but you.

paper. as common as it seems.

who would've thought that it would be the culprit?

who would've taken precaution?

that's right. no one.

no one pays attention. no one cares.

no one until you get cut.

a paper cut.

paper cut wound. as trivial as it seems.

who would've thought that it would hurt so much?

who would've thought that it would last for so long?

that's right. no one.

no one pays attention. no one cares.

no one but you.

you with the paper cut.

agony. as much as it stings.

who would've thought that its impact would be colossal?

who would've thought it would be so devastating?

that's right. no one.

no one pays attention. no one cares.

no one but you.

you with the wound.

paper cut wound. steadily lying on my right ring finger.

such deep wound that it lasted for three full days and far from being completely healed.

who would've thought it would be so serious?

who would have thought?

Pei Ning

Betrayed.

It certainly took me forever to regain consciousness.

Forever to wake up from that deep slumber.

Feels like everything that I once had was unreal, fake and phony.

Everything was for a reason, a motif behind drawn curtains.

I cannot comprehend.

I certainly cannot fathom.

There is no way I can.

How could people transform from being such an innocent harmless child at birth, to be so maliciously harmful to other people's well being?

Such selfish bastards those people are.

I would be more than willing to pick up a weapon and end their petty little pest life right there.

Sadistically enjoy their slow and excruciatingly painful death.

Sadistically enjoy the sight of their body structures and limbs drop separately and lifelessly on the floor before my feet.

Sadistically savor the taste of those mudblood on my lips.

I would even be Hitler reborn of this 21st century, have a genocide for pests like you from the world.

The absence of people like you, oh yes I could already see it, taste it.

The freedom and peaceful ambient in the surrounding.

My last words for you -

"For all the sins that you have committed, you shall have karma to come against your will.

Burn in hell."

innocence;

Haru Haru by Big Bang

the purity of a person's mind.

the learning about something that can't be undone,

subsequent destruction of the innocence.

what else renders memories and significance?

nothing but a stack of ashes,

dissolve and float in the occasional breeze

alongside the fluffy seeds of the dandelions

polluted, impurity are all that are left

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the pieces of broken china

metaphorically resembles the mind, body and soul

rough soil the dirt

since when did you bid goodbye to your childhood?

that very moment when you let your heart win

that very moment when you let loose your curiosity about relationships

that very moment when you lost sight for a moment of

innocence.

the deepest desire to regress back into childhood.

State of Autumn.

Don't Forget by Baek Ji Young

In a state of Autumn, I am.

'First week into the month of September

Memories turn to hay

Solemnly, sorrowfully the

Oracle spoke, yet the

Remains of the

Ruined medieval castle, still

Yield all the glory it once was.

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Yelling, screaming, gone crazy, but

Everything seems inaudible to others

Everyone around me seems oblivious

Just up to myself and no others

If only I can bring myself to

Numb myself from the excruciating pain

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Insides of me, slowly disintegrating, like

'Venom, eating up my body gradually.

Tired of drama, tired of waiting

Raging emotions with hints of disappointment and confusion

Infinite signs displayed - suddenly

Everlasting doesn't seem too convincing after all

Death has dawn on this beautiful disaster

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Thank you for the sweet memories.

For the last time,

Pei Ning

words of art-

You Make Me Feel - Cobra Starship ft Sabi

"Love is the opposite of fear."

"The universe is our reflection."

"Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere."

"What God created, we fully destroyed it."

"It's time to wake up from hibernation."

"It's snowing in the desert, something is wrong."

"Profits was made from disaster."

"What would you do if you were you?"

"Who has the power? The money, people or the law?"

"We are in the midst of disaster."

"We did not inherit the earth from our ancestors, we borrowed it from our children."

"Reality is made out of 6 billion thoughts."

"Everything is nothing."

"We can be what we give ourselves the power to be."

"I doubt, i think, therefore i am."

"Wonder rather than doubt is the root of all wisdom."

"It is racist to erase racism."

food for thoughts. Sleep for now.

PeiNing *:)

to love.

Dear eyes,

why shed tears when you represent a sign of weakness and insecurity?

Dear heart,

why throb in pain and every beat of yours is wrenching?

Dear hope,

why did you exist in the first place?

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I need a shoulder to lean on right now. And I know very clearly I don't need no one else's but yours.

You are the reason why I smile. You are the reason why I laugh. Yet you are the reason why I cry.

You are every reason that its unreasonable.

You are a beautiful disaster.

You are an irony.

And that is why you are the reason why I love.

With all my heart, with all the love I am capable of giving, this is for you.

Let us raise our glasses up high and toast.

To love.

schizophrenic.

I secretly have symptoms of a schizophrenic person.

I :( when i'm happy. I :) when i'm sad.

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Class was completely random. We were very lost and bored in Calculus class. Hence, we came up with countless nonsensical things to laugh about. Moral of the story: Do not take calculus, it eats up your mind, like this --> om nyomnyomnyomnyom.

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I would love to have a glass ceiling for my bedroom, so that I can stare at the stars till I fall asleep every night.

I would love to have a glass ceiling for my bedroom, so that you can make love to me under the moonlight.

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Sprinkle some stardust and start making wishes.

Place a mistletoe above and start giving kisses.

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Three things I want in a relationship:

Eyes that don't cry. Lips that don't lie. Love that won't die. :)

Pei Ning.

自责

小酒窝 - 林俊杰，蔡卓妍

这，我从来都没有要求任何你给不到我的东西。

这，我从来都没有要求过任何你办不到的事情。

这，我根本没有咄咄逼人。

天真的我，一直都在渴求着一段美好的爱情故事。

也许，我真的太无知了。

我真的很需要一个可靠的人， 陪伴着我度过身活的点点滴滴。

但感觉上，我就一步一步地向前迈进，你却在途中停滞了脚步。

当我累了，想休息了，想要原本身旁的你让我擦汗，想要靠在你结实的肩膀上，转了身体，却不见了你。人呢？

可我也停下了，耐心等待着你的归来。

我也不断的找理由，提你说好话，更曾认为你到别处去替我买水来了。

等呀等，人也少了，美丽的晚霞也出现了，把整个天空点缀得缤纷无比，你却依然无影无踪。

我也就从此没见过了你。

无缘无故，真的很想痛苦一场，真的很希望你在我坠弱时从次出现，把我从山崖救了回来。

真的在期盼着你从我身后紧紧地把我搂着，嘴里不断的安慰着我，并答应我你不会再把我弃下。

为什么你就从来都不体会一下我呢？难度真的是这样高吗？

但我并没有全怪在你身上。

无奈的同时，我更感到自责。

全都怪我当时过于冲动，没三思而后行，造成了今时的惨剧。

我也为了这，哭成了泪人，但也挽不回曾经的过错。

我不断地想，如果当时我忍气吞声，也许也还可以维持原本无暇的感情，也许也就没有今天的尴尬。

我失去了对你的安全感，也不知道你心上是否还有丝毫对我的爱。

总怕你有一天真的离开了。总怕一直以来都是纯真的我一厢情愿。

总怕我根本从开始，一直在犯错。

你是否再责怪着我？是否还在犹豫着这段感情？是否在怨恨着我？

真怀念从前的我们

佩宁

fetishism.

Clearly, I haven’t been pushing myself hard enough because I haven’t been studying much. Biology paper is on Monday, yet, I barely know a few facts about it. I think it is time to feel the tension build up and feel the stress.

I need more motivation. I need less distraction. That’s what I need. Badly.

If you remember my counseling experience from the last post before this, I’m so proud and ecstatic to say that it is finally over. Well, I was this close to being late to the last session.

An hour before it, Justin and I decided to walk over to Hock Lee’s at Jalan Batai for lunch. It was approximately seven minutes walk there under the hot sun. Nonetheless, a great company just makes everything great and laid back. So we stopped by at a typical Chinese coffee shop and ordered Wan Tan Mee. While we chatted, I can’t stop myself from taking glances off the clock hanging on the wall. I sort of like how they haven’t painted the walls in many years and that the paint now turned yellowish, rendering the onceuponatimeinthe60s vibe. :) 

Anyway, 15 minutes passed and our food weren’t here yet, so I went to check on it and that lady literally replied me in a rather frustrated tone that she is preparing it. I went back to my place opposite of Justin’s with that wthinmyface expression. So we waited again. Another five minutes passed and I was quite fidgety then already because my counseling session starts in less than half an hour’s time. I went over to check for the the second time and that aunty gave me the same tone, unfriendly pissed reply. At that point of time, I really felt like cancelling the order and stomp off. Guhh…

In the end, I made it on time to the session and Father Philip told me that this counseling session will be a relaxing one. Being the curious and rebellious me, I asked him, “Why is that so?” in a rather sarcastic tone, since that was what he always asks me in the past three sessions. Oh and it went well, with less awkward moments in between. As promised, I told him how I was stressed over the counseling sessions before, and everything was back to square one again. All the frivolous questioning.

Finally my session ended earlier than expected and I realized it only lasted approximately 45 minutes. Nevertheless, my session was still the longest among the four of us who went for counseling too. I guess he just likes to talk to me that’s all. -.-

Justin went in and came out. He began telling me how Father Philip was giving him a massage at the shoulder area where he hurt himself. I thought, that was gay, and spent the next 15 minutes thinking Father Philip is gay while staring at Justin with that über-disgusted look plastered across my face. It was epic.

Finals starts next Monday and ends a week after. Wish me luck.

We are all a little weird and life's a little weird itself
But when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours
We join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love

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Silent moments with you isn’t awkward

Its beautiful

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All of a sudden I realized

I was helpless and fragile

Yet only able to succumb to your great force and power of love

Till then,

Love.

Secret Valentine.

Along with this post, an ultimate romantic piece composed by Yiruma himself. Though the expressions couldn't be captured vividly, just listen to the beauty of the melody. It'll drown you into fantasies. Kindly leave a comment, preferably not in the Cbox.
Thank you and enjoyy! 

Kiss The Rain by EvelynLee

I fell for you the moment I laid my eyes on you

Off you became the apple of my eye

Which I very much wonder why

That familiarity of your face

Was imprinted on the core of my soul

I just knew that

Someday, I am going to know you

Whenever we brush pass one another

Where you just go on without acknowledging my presence

Till you enter the elevator right before the lift door closes

Till you disappear at the corner to the other side of the building

I simply glance past my shoulder just to see you off

Silently

I wished I knew you

Secretly

I wished I could do more than just staring from afar

I guess it was destiny that unites us

As when I first made your acquaintance

I found myself fumbling for the right word

I found myself not staring at your eyes as I spoke

I found my heart fluttering

I was unusually nervous and fidgeting

Yet I enjoyed how you simply flashed your perfect curved smile

Awaiting the detached words I uttered

To form the most awkward and clumsy sentence

Which I figured, did not make any sense to you

The days passed by with such an astonishing pace

As we hung around each other our fondness surfaced

Yes I cherished your eternal presence

Suffered when you weren't at your usual place

It was typical as I adored your gaze

Slowly, love buds grow on to a new phase

I fell for you the moment I laid my eyes on you

Off you became my secret valentine

Which I very much wonder why

I love you

For how you always stare deep into my eyes like there's no tomorrow

I love you

For the way you have always been so affectionate towards me 
that make my girlfriends jealous

I love you

For the way you are

So don't change anything that is already there

Love, EvelynLee.

Already Gone.

Wedding Dress - TaeYang

Hey was the first word, the starting point

It all began from there, story of once upon a time

Random as it may seemed to be, yet

All amounted to a tacit confession

Never erased from the space of the memory

I never thought things would progress at such pace

Giving me a hard time to keep up with the current

I never realized that 1.11am no longer plays a role

Vivid memories linger with things getting better in time

Every day is a new day to look forward to with you

Unfortunately, things don't last just as flowers wilt

Pretty and beauty soon taken over by pettiness

Over you may seemed to be impossible, but

Never underestimate the strength that I can possess

Yesterday would just be the past which exists

Only in the memories which stay

Ultimately suppressed from affecting the future to come

Goodbye and good luck for now you need it

Opposite of you is where I stand, with the

Oval shaped balloon replacing the heart shaped ones

Dripping from the sky, the rain is falling

Beams of light broke free from the layers of thick grey clouds

Yearning for brighter days ahead without you

Easing moments without the used-to-be-obvious-obstacle, YOU

I'm sorry if my complicated life is inconvenient to your perfect existence.

Love at first sight

Over at the last glimpse

Evelyn.

Letter to Juliet.

Secrets – One Republic

How can I possibly put them into words?

My feelings, my emotions

I've tried umpteen times but to no avail

Those that I written on the pieces of scraps

Felt so shallow and inconsequential to me

The black ink stains which combine to form words

The sentences which do no reflect my inner soul

Felt to me like they too were merely doing their job as independent individuals

Where have they been gone?

Their true self with feelings and soul

Instead of being trapped in their solitary confinement

She has changed to be heartless

By the countless times of let down

Crushed hopes, shattered memories

All turned out to be not just a nightmare

Those which were thought to be illusion

Were no longer hidden implicitly

But surged out as a blast like in a 3D movie

It seems that she knew right from the beginning

From the moments that dragged on

That she would end up in broken pieces

It is something that she needs right at the moment

Love is all that could do

To replace the heartbreaks and tears

Love as mighty as it may sound

Will bring light to her dark path

And cast a warm loyal shadow

To accompany her through the damned alley of dark

So that she is no longer alone

As now, the letters in the sentences join to form bonds

Unbreakable bonds

That was how a letter of confession was written

Just like the letter to Juliet from Romeo

The letter of love

I like the dreams of the future better than the history of the past.

It all seemed so surreal, for once

But when I turned my back away from you

Everything felt like pieces of precious ornaments

Thrown and shattered on the impact with contact with the ground

Love, evelyn

Sigh.

Dance With My Father Again - Luther Vandross

In the crowd, my heart was still contained in a chest.

Lonely, alienated.

Need not say when I was alone, even in the comfort sheets,

I would be talking to my own shadow.

Crazy, pathetic, like a psychopath.

I was unwanted in the picture, like the minute dust in the air.

I guess the portrait would be perfect,

And they would be better of and contended,

Without the extra one, the black sheep of the pack.

My heart aches to the extend,

That it felt like it was crushed into millions of pieces,

Each so small that no bacteria would notice it,

So insignificant that it would be just unnecessary

To put them back to one again,

As it would just be frivolous, just like looking for a way out in the desert.

Life worth so much more, than small scars like this.

But when damages are done,

It would not be surprising, when people choose the wrong course of action,

Which turns out to be right for them,

When things are beyond our control,

Suicide.

I realised the word spam cannot afford to lose the letter "A". Otherwise it will bring sorrow and stress to Malaysian students at the thought of it.

Life is such an exhausting process. It is all about making the right decisions and pulling yourself up when you stumble upon uneven path.

I am certainly not a dreamer

But I do love fairy tale endings

Love, eve

Epic Failure.

If You Wanna Be My Lover - Spice Girls

No idea why that "epic failure" stuck in my head for almost the whole night

This post is on Roses are red, Violets are blue...

Credits to my sister and myself.

Enjoy!

Romantic:

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Beauty fades

But I'll always love you

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Sugar is sweet

But not as sweet as you

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Everything else are dead

Except for the love I have for you

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Lying on the bed

Thinking of you

Chicky:

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I love eating bread

But there's only two

Roses are red

Violets are blue

You lost your head

After the flu

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I was home late

Cause I was stuck in the zoo

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I want your bed

But I don't want you

Roses are red

Violets are blue

How are you mate?

You look so blue

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Jump over the gate

And land on dog's poo

Roses are red

Violets are blue

You knocked your head

And went cuckoo

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Scold the maid

"You stupid fool!"

What makes you think I'm shallow? I am just confused and undecided.

Love, eve

Parting Ways.

Collection of Lady Gaga's famous - Sam Tsui

This was supposed to be posted up a long time ago. Like right after graduation but I didn't have time for that. This has been in my phone under Notes for so long. Fungus growing already. So here it is. Specially for my high school mates.

Enjoy! :D

Like meteor, like fireworks

Time flashes pass our doors

Dimmed down and could be seen no more

Such pity, such petty

Life can be without buddies

Without ya'll life would be such mess

Albeit the gruelings and stress

There are moments I cherish best

Jabbering, babbling, I would be

As chuckles and laughter, I would bring

Now that all those sail to an end

Different paths, different bends

UK, America, Aussie, Japan

Strange and unfamiliar they no longer be

As those are some places to pursue dreams

Cross junction is where we part

Another will we meet in years

Joy and cheers accompanied with tears

Teases and wishes filled both ears

So long my friends

I wish you the best

Forget me not

Or I'll spank your ass!

* chuckles *

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.

Jigsaw puzzle being messed up

Glass bottle being shattered

That's what we are becoming

We are breaking apart

Love, eve.

Arabesque.

Kiss The Rain - Yiruma

That day, we parted ways to pursue our dreams

Watching his distinct shadow fade away

And finally disappear from that corner of that building

I knew deep down we were different

Even though our hearts still have each other

Few years after that moment

Will we converge on each other

And smile to one another

When we brush pass at the shoulders?

Will we be quiet

Will we be hushed

But the silent conversation goes on

While the fear to break the love bubble keeps?

It will then be a beautiful disaster

for the love and affection remains.

Along with this post, this is one of my all time favourite piece by Claude Debussy. I practised this for quite a while and this is it! Enjoy. I would appreciate if you could spend sometime to comment this video. Preferably in blogger or in you tube and not in my cbox as I want to keep this comment as long as possible. TQ.

If I can trade everything just to have yesterday

I wouldn't be living in remorse

Not at least for now

Not at least for years to come

Love, Eve.