What's up!!

Not referring to the mobile app :p

Been quite a awhile since I last posted.

Hmm... it'd be great to recap a little.

Work.

Work.

Work.

Work.

Awesome.

More work.

Haha. I guess I really need to think on what am I doing...

Cherry blossoms dancing on the summer gale tips.
With soon to be frozen autumn-dyed red projectiles only to shatter into the earth gently.
Silently.

Who can say the order messed up
who can say the messed up was the order.

F# F# F# F#
Chilly. Jumpy. Resonating.

You then realize it is still connected.
No matter how messed up it was.

The answer is just hiding somewhere. Begging to be found.
Spring, summer, autumn, winter. Here is the answer to this question.

:)

For the questions would never end. Neither would life.

Hmm... stuck.

Feeling no zest to continue. No idea how to start. No idea how it works. No idea how it should work. No idea what to do.

Its as if I don't want to do anything...

or rather I don't wanna do anything hahaha.

No progress I guess. That's why.

I don't exactly have a rough idea. Lost and floating.

Hmm.. it could just be the aftermath. :o

Should I slack 1 more day?

Should I rest 1 more day? Guess it wouldn't hurt.. kekeke.

Hmm but what about the codes? Hmm.. what can I do with them..

I should brainstorm and find out what the client wants me to do with it. Then I can do something with it! :D

Main problem: I am completely clueless of what is going on.
Solution: Its okay, you can always experiment only the required sections.

Come up with a mind-map of what the client wants us to do. With the resources as the key points. By then you should have figured out what to do!

Godspeed! =3

Living sure is hard

Especially with the ones you treasure.

Unconditional respect? Traditionalist. Sure, I can do that. But friend, you gotta try except the world changes.

What? My world, you never knew. And in retrospect, I can never know yours - well not yet.

I think respect is earned. And yes, I cannot really see that because I couldn't made sense of it till I've matured to a certain point.

Love is never fair.

I could go on forever - if I wanted to. But I guess it wasn't the wisest choice.

I guess what I wanted to say was that everybody has issues. don't assume and don't judge so fast. Don't let out too much. Don't let go too much. For the chameleon is adaptable.

"Even I have secrets I wouldn't tell. I keep it hidden away in my deepest yet familiar place. Because I know how destructive it is, how possessed one can get. Even though it is as secure as it can be, on occasions of visits , I still get tempted to break open the cage; to let it out. "

Cure the cold

'You're gonna catch a cold, from the ice inside your soul'

Its a bad day.

'Dear it took so long just to feel alright; remember how to put back the lights in my eyes'

I'd like this feeling to go away.

'Who do you think you are, running around leaving scars'

But I can't help it.

I'm just full of angst. I wonder why.

Where'd that strength and confidence go?

And once again, I'd only realize it was despair spun out of nothingness.

A deep breath and fill up all that void.
Even if its only temporary.
It helps.
Words :)


**quotes from Jar of Hearts by Christina Perri.

Just a dream

Time stopped for me when an unfamiliar memory flooded my premises. I remember learning from someone of great wisdom. Peeling lettuces was the last thing. She was disappointed in me as I somehow did something wrong. She turned her huge back and began to do something.

Moments later, she handed me a piece of leaf. With words of encouragement. I could vaguely remember the contents but it was something like ' don't ever give up ' and ' remain who you are' .

She continued to hand me pieces of paper silently, each of slightly varying contents. I couldn't bear to read them all and only had a few glimpses before I broke down. It has been extremely long since I cried whilst being aware of my surroundings. Flashes of each varying content was about my families I think. 'Don't ever stop being the _______ you are'...

It was suffocating... when I let go, the tears just went on and on. Yearned for a hug but only a back-view. But I think she was smiling. It is times like this when I would think about how lonely can a person be.

Maybe she entered my dreams? Or maybe it was just random story my body generated to save myself. In any case, I do miss her and I love her. The warmth has never died. I forced a smile and stopped the unsightly tears - to show that I am stronger now.

bgm: hwa-shin.

Life.

refresh! refresh! refresh!

What am I doing? Standing here alone. Staring into the tunnel. Straight smack middle.

good luck and Good Luck ...

shall I take it as a chrysalis? But only how long.

time can solve everything. but time x time.

procrastination. I wait. Till when?

My blood has frozen. I'll need to warm it up once again.

Yes, Good Luck.

I'll see you on thursday :)

What do.

One medium I'd like to try is to literally re-create my internal reality and fantasies. Motion set into.

Words are nothing but a hint to my episodes. (recap)

Short Ins.

Dancing flames that waver with and without wind;
Clawing, yearning, screaming - delirious.

Each petal-wind duet wanders into the purgatory as if entranced;
Spiraling, accelerating, slowing - waltz.

Acidic red tendrils engulfed each couple like worship;
Crumpling, crumbling, combusting - into a rich shade of death.

Only when the trees are bare will the tendrils rest.
Only when the trees are bare will the couples return to the sky - as ashes.

They will eventually re-unite,
As time goes by.


...if only i had the skills, i'd make an animation of this...