love.

All I do is sleep all day, and think of you



A memory of the cushion life I'm clinging to



The image of a mutual one, our haven



The sombre chords of our song, the fading





Love is no big truth



Driven by our genes, we are simple selfish beings



A symphony that's you



Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping



Passion and its brother hate, they come and go



Could easily be made to stay for longer though



Many people play this game so willingly



Do I have to be like them, or be lonely?







Love is no big truth



Driven by our genes, we are simple selfish beings



A symphony that's you



Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping



I'll never need it again, not again, not again...



Kings of Convenience (Don't you just love them?)



I'm a weird person. I love my sister's taste in music ( excluding jap songs) so i practically download whatever she does and with no knowledge of the band or title of song, just play the music. And sometimes she comes into my room and asks me what I'm playing and I shrug. Isn't that going back to the basics of music, where the origin of band doesn't matter, just the music, music you dance to?



Dance, dance, dance.

I miss ballet.

I miss ballet x 1

I miss ballet x 10

I miss ballet x 100

I miss ballet x 1000

I miss ballet x 10000000000000000000000000000000000

Oh dear. My ankle is still not healing. But yay, I shall thank God for physio on Wed although it's quite late. I can't wait to go back to non-syllabus. I don't want to be not doing pointe work for the rest of my life. That would be darn sad.

Thanks lovely Rachel for her great advice today. Immensely grateful!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY! May God bless you for the rest of your years and our relationship :)

Love people, Yiying. Accept them. Open your heart to the possibilities.