mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.
mine is you.
when you lift your eyes
when you look straight ahead
when you try to speak my
heart moves with you.
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i like fridays, rainy days, proud cats, black & white photographs, children's books, short stories and movies that most people would never see. Music serves me
justice on sad days (Adele, The Kooks, Mumford & Sons are gems) and genuine smiles are a must-have.
edit: before i forget completely. happy birthday weihao & weishan!
I know I KNOW. NOT AGAIN. I have this thing that I do before proper major exam mugging, that is to persevere through a book that would normally bore me tears. Surprise, surprise, I've never read Pride&Prejudice without wanting to murder Jane Austen with her long-windedness (Austen's fans are gonna murder me for this. Sorry Sylvia. Heh). But then, I tried reading it yesterday (after failing to kick-start trying to study for Hist) and man, for the first time, I actually enjoyed it! And yes, watching the movie version more than twice helped too.
