~Desperate Moment~

Reaching out, i'm freaking out again..
Feel so small and lost like i'm the only one..
I want somebody, just anybody..
To bring some peace to my soul..

~I'm Still Waiting~

I'm still waiting..

Waiting for a chance..

Waiting for a right moment..

Even if the skies get rough..

Even if the stars get burn..

I'll be here patiently waiting..

God knows i'm worth it..

Leave me a skylight please..

~Best Friend Ever~

好开心，四年没见的老友兼死党兼姐妹，终于等到你回来了。你一点都没变。一起谈心，一起念书，一起上课，一起唱歌，一起八卦，一起熬夜，一起泡咖啡，曾经好多的一起，可真不容易。知心的真的不用多。只是这次见面后，也许得等个好几年才能再见吧。期待我们的旅行...

谢谢你的手信 (其实我要的只是一片枫叶, 还是你懂我^^)

腳趾上的星光

距离   究竟是时空拉长的 还是 两颗遥远的心

遠   超過一般的愛情，我們之間期待著甚麼？

距   離是城市還是心，幸福應該是會疼痛的？
離   開是勇敢的決定，該不該冒個華麗的險？
戀   愛非固定進行式，不知何時是最後一次？
愛   情，總在聽不到、看不到、摸不到的時候最強烈.......

兩年、兩個人、兩座城市，24封信。。。。《腳趾上的星光》

http://v.youku.com/v_show/id_XMzgzMTM2OTc2.html

~Stay the same~

Don't you ever wish
You were someone else
You were meant to be
The way you are exactly 
Don't you ever say
You don't like the way you are
When you learn to love yourself
You're better off by far
Don't be afraid 
If you've got something to say
Just open up your heart and let it show you the way
Believe in yourself 
You will come alive
Have faith in what you do
You'll make it through

Happy Mother's Day

A Mother's Day gift for U..
I Wish u healthy all the time and become younger n younger..
Sorry because i'm stubborn..
Sorry because i always argue with u..
Sorry because i'm tend to do anything without discuss with u..
Sorry because i'm seldom pillow talk with u..
Thousand thanks in my heart to u for everything..

~The Road Not Yet Taken~

这个时期应该就是目前我的人生最无头绪的日子了。好羡慕可以知道自己下一步要往哪儿走的人。好羡慕可以毫无顾虑做自己想做的人。好羡慕可以很勇敢做决定而不后悔的人。说穿了，我只是一个害怕改变的人。害怕选错行业，害怕浪费时间，害怕改变环境，太多太多的害怕。什么都想做，而什么都不想做。人生总有好多的分岔路，而只有自己能决定自己要走的路。

The poem that i learned in Form 4, but only possess feeling eight years later. Life as a journey, full of path to explore. The only way, to bold, creative, adventurous in taking up the challenges. Another eight years later, i will still look back, wonder..but no way to regret..

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.