can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?
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I could use a dream or a genie or a wish to go back to a place much simpler than this
9:27 pm
Friday, January 28, 2011
Nice song :)
Bought 3 books from kinokuniya today. :) I love the novels written by Jodi Picoult and I want to finish reading all of them. :) Her novels have made me so engrossed that I can't stop reading once I've started.
Saw this somewhere and I thought the description of love has been put into words so well:
Love is a psychosis. It can make you feel, think and behave quite strangely, but in a good way. There are sensations in your head and heart that can't be explained in logical terms. It's the most fundamental of emotions, yet the hardest to describe in words. But when it happens to you, you'll know it." - Dr Adrian Wang, Consultant Psychiatrist.
One of my aunt came into my mind today as I was drinking my morning or rather afternoon coffee since I woke up late. I have a pair of twin aunts whom I used to be their "niece agony" which means spending hours over the phone, listening to them, sharing their worries and unhappiness, giving them advises and of course consoling them which I'm still doing it now. By being someone who always listens to the agonies of another person, does it makes me look like I'm someone who is worry/problem-free which I always seems to be one among the family. The brother's health wasn't too good since young so mum used to spend more time on taking care of him. The youngest aunt whom I'm closet with used to tell me that I'm the one that she worry the least compared to other cousins of mine. Sometimes I wonder, is this good or bad? Perhaps I've just chose not to show how I feel or my problems to them but this doesn't makes me someone who needs less concern than any other people around me. Nevertheless, I guess being contented with what you have is the key to happiness in life. :)