I was just reading through my really olden posts.
Some were just downright mushy lah.
Now then I realized.
I read some of the posts, and laughed at the titles.
The titles were weird, I admit.
I could not even believe that it was me who posted the entries!One Example:Stars are twinkling bright at nightIt seemed so familiar to meThe shining tapestryMy love for you glimmers like the starsExcept it will be the brightest of the brightMusical notes wavering through the skiesA silhouette of a piano sits nearbyThe undying notes of the musicWill revolve around youAs long as I live my lifeAs I sit alone by the boundless skiesMy only shadow that accompanies meWishing that you will stand by meLike the shadowThat will never leaveGazing upon the starsOnce upon a time I prayedWishing that you will be the other part of meLiving the rest of our lives togetherTill eternityI guess I'll just leave it to fateBut if it wasn't meant to be youI'll just wait
I cringed when I read that.
What a beautiful flashback. (Lol. That was censored. Replaced by that poem.)
And some of the poems I created were speechlessly mushy too.
Anyway, back to the present.
I feel that I'm a really fortunate princess who has so many darlings with her.
Sometimes I feel so sinful, wanting all the perfect things in the world.
But life is short and we must treasure it.
So whenever I feel down, I'll just try and tell myself all these.
To prevent myself from doing anything silly.
I feel that I'm really unique, you know.
When I was young, my grandmother told me that I was really special and lucky.
Special in the sense that I have loads of birthmarks and a pair of deep-set dimples.
Lucky in the sense that once I was born, I have a father who drives a car.
I really love my grandparents.
Looking back, they were the ones who took care of me when I was a baby.
My grandfather even went to an extent that he bought live frogs to kill them for their legs because my legs were really weak when I was small. (Yeah, I ate them, innocently thinking I was eating chicken wings.)
My grandmother actually cried for days when I was sent back to my parents for school.
I love them to bits.
What about my parents, you ask.
Actually my mom do care about me.
My father too.
I can sense it sometimes.
=)I believe, we all haveOne true loveSomewhere in this worldI doAnd it seemed All my dreams were falling throughI found myselfWhen I found youI foundThe closest thing to heavenYes I knew I found The deepest love I knewI believe, yes it's trueI found myselfWhen I found you.
I adore my mushiness.
It's just a song.
I really envy Cheng-jun ge and Jingshu in Stairway to Heaven.
They are so loving and perfect.
Especially when they were young.
Even if you didn't watch the movie, just see the pictures and you'll know.
Can the piano music and the photos make you cry?
So touching lah.
Freak, it's just a fairytale made up by movie directors.
If only life was this perfect.