a little space i call my own

put your thinking cap back on

the rain stopped. leaving its significant traces behind. just like the tears of one. your heart hurts, you cried. after you've cried, the traces will be there. it won't go away. yup. i guess.

the clouds are different. they are plain today. some hovering nowhere. some floating high above. some just mingle with the mountains. but their simple whiteness is there. their unimaginable shapes are there. cool.

do you talk to your parents much? do you talk to someone you see everyday about your stuffs? if that someone is your girlfriend or boyfriend, do you talk to him/her alot? when you two are seeing each other everyday. if yes, why can't you do that to your parents? why are you saying so much things to someone, when his/her blood ain't that thick.

there hasn't been much contact around for me. HOW IS EVERYBODY? haha. i guess all are still busy with their own shit. ops. i mean stuffs. haha. RESPECT is the keyword.

anywhere, everwhere. the clouds are always there. not much difference throughout asia i guess. haha. look up there. think. it's always there for you isn't it? haha. be it rain or shine.

i don't know.

haha.

doubtful.

i'm worried.

are you eating well?

are you sleeping well?

are you angry/sad/lost/happy/excited?

good night everyone.

good morning too.

take real good care.

=)

without resistance, you will still be strong...