I miss alot of people. alot of things.

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coldplay!

How long before I get in?
Before it starts, before I begin?
How long before you decide?
Before I know what it feels like?
Where To, where do I go?
If you never try, then you'll never know.
How long do I have to climb,
Up on the side of this mountain of mine?

Look up, I look up at night,
Planets are moving at the speed of light.
Climb up, up in the trees,
every chance that you get,
is a chance you seize.
How long am I gonna stand,
with my head stuck under the sand?
I'll start before I can stop,
before I see things the right way up.

All that noise, and all that sound,
All those places I got found.
And birds go flying at the speed of sound,
to show you how it all began.
Birds came flying from the underground,
if you could see it then you'd understand?

Ideas that you'll never find,
All the inventors could never design.
The buildings that you put up,
Japan and China all lit up.
The sign that I couldn't read,
or a light that I couldn't see,
some things you have to believe,
but others are puzzles, puzzling me.

sometimes, music helps you block off thoughts, other times, they make the thoughts louder. whatever's left of the times, music reflect your thoughts. that's why I enjoy listening to lyrics more than rhythm/melody and the technicalities...

retail therapy rocks, any day. but I didn't get enough time in borders, sigh. 2012 was good, you should catch it. elements of life, family, love, humanity (or inhumanity), creativity, intelligence.

penang soon, I will eat and grow fat, I know you're happy for me too :)

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time doesn't stop for anybody. neither does our world come to a standstill just because we're hurt. life goes on, and you learn to cope, you learn to deal with the pain that is nothing compared to what Christ felt. nonetheless, the feeling of brokenness should not be slighted. it should not be hidden. I will not hide it.

"just because you don't physically have broken bones, that doesn't mean that you aren't feeling broken. at some point in their lives, everyone will experience a season of pain" (jamie tworkowski/to write love on her arms)