
This may be my last post before my exams are officially over.I really really need to study.Can't waste my time anymore..Looking at Biochemistry notes alone is making me want to faint.1 week's lecture already has soooo much things to study and memorise..Somemore.. Cell Biology?Organic Chemistry? Microbiology B?Biostatssssss?I can't spent too much time on this blog anymore..(don't worry it's only for now.)1 post always takes me more than an hour... can you believe it?All those lovely pictures that you've seen here took time for meto search for them.. Really sorry if you miss my updates.. but I'll be back after 25 Feb. Cheers :)ps. I think my ipod will be in a 24 hour useage when I fully start to study.I think I'll be shot dead when my mum sees my phone bill...... :XI can't message too much anymore.I can't message too much anymore.I can't message too much anymore.If not I'll have to say byebye to my phone line. Stop that mouth of mine!I need to stop shooting comments without thinking!I can't bear to hurt your feelings..I'm so sorry >.<
What does it feels like to wait?
To wait for him to come.To wait for a miracle.To wait just for a magical moment,so that we could touch.
How long will I wait for you?Will I be able to wait?Will you really come?Will we be able to make it through it all?
Many questions are burning inside of me.I may not know the answer..But because of you is you and I am me,I'll wait for you in the clouds.All pictures from http://flickr.com/photos/lenaah/.But words from me. :)Another poem!This time is also by Miss Deathwish.http://miss-deathwish.deviantart.com/art/latrodectus-syndrome-110258476latrodectus syndromehere's the thing:
i am suffering of separation anxiety from the autumn months -
i miss the leaves, the trees. and you.
perhaps, though, i'll stop aching for you
long enough to tend to all of my other pains.
i've convinced myself something:
when spring comes around, you'll be back, and
again we'll flash each other colorless smiles,
or smileless colors, i'm not sure which.
i'll admire your ebony eyes, the dirt on your knees.
maybe you'll tell me that you like the bones of my wrist just one
more
time.
and as soon as we begin to love again,
i will learn from the wife-spiders and devour you.
xoxo Hui Yun 30/1/09