☆ 刺刺蝟的進化論 ☆

In August '02, I was sitting in an air-conditioned studio, watching my boyfriend and his band struggle with this melody for over 20 minutes.

In February '09, this song came back to me in a MSN dialogue that got me through another night of OT.

Nowadays, it is one of the most-played songs on my MP3 as I count down the days to the embarkment of a new stage in my life--a stage that had been on idle mode for quite a while, until you came and jolted it into motion.

I was sitting at the sandwich bar where our friend was on her final shift, dining on a nicely tossed Greek salad, when this song came blasting out of the stereo (plugged to the iPod that belonged to one of the boys who worked there). I thought of you, and something you wrote me not long ago. You might like to refer to that as "meaninglessness", but I've worn it on my heart since.

"Discipline does not 'hang on the mouth'... sacrifices have to be made." 

It has been hard to focus, as I am such a "yes man (or woman)", and I'm often enveloped by the thought that I'd be forgotten by my friends if I keep on rejecting their invitations. But I figure, paintball, Spring Scream, Vietnam... they'll still be there next year; I'll still be here next year. But the goal I promised myself to do before I turn 30 will not wait until next year. And that is all I need to whip my mind back to outlining those issue topics.

So, to 20 days. To another 40-day countdown after that. To a summer of hopes and dreams... and realizing them.

1997. 5 | Foo Fighters【The Color and the Shape】

Come and I'll take you under
this beautiful bruise's colours
everything fades in time it's true


Wish that I had another
stab at the under cover
was it a change in mind for you?


It's impossible
I can't let it out
You'll never know
Am I selling you out?
Sit and watch
Your every mood


Your eyes still remind me of
angels that hover above
eyes that can change from blind to blue


Now that I've found my reward
Throw it away long before
I'd share a piece of mine with you


It's impossible
I can't let it out
You'll never know
Am I selling you out?
Sit and watch
Your every mood...