Bonjour!

I'm in a long distance relationship:

I live here and how,

You live somewhere in my future.

Every night I'm talking to the moon, trying to get to you,

in hopes you're on the other side talking to me.

And maybe someday we will meet.

This story will resume.

We will turn back time, we will find each other, fall in love, get married and live happily ever after.

Happy Autumn!

From the 26th of August to the end of 2nd of September, throughout this anxious but memorable week, there is a spell of the extraordinarily beautiful autumn weather that always takes us by surprise, when the low sunshine is warmer than in spring; when the air is pure and thin, everything sparkles enough to sting the eyes; when you breathe deep and feel refreshed, drinking in the fragrant autumn air; when even the nights are warm, and on dark, warm nights like these golden stars startle or delight us by scattering themselves endlessly down the sky.

The weather was like this at ten o'clock on the 2nd of September. The morning light was magical. A strange and magnificent moment...

Anorexic Obsession.

I wanna be so thin that people talk behind my back of how skinny I've become.

OFF

M.I.A

For those of you wondering where the hell I've been these days...

There goes the story of a stranded girl in HK.

Need Advice,

So this is my old header, which I've been using for a year. And I suddenly feel it's time for a change! New year, new image.

However, it's a little hard to decide between these two. I love them both, so I put up the first header yesterday and the second one today.

Which one do you like more?

Can't Help Falling in Love

You don't know how lovely and irritating you are at the same time.

For no logical reasons, I'm entirely fixated at you.

I guess love is a form of amnesia when a girl forgets there are 1.2 billion other guys in the world...

and the reason is You...

Dragons,

angels,

gnomes,

creatures beneath the earth that make words with hammers,

a shooting star that shoots back,

rain falling from the ground to the sky,

bars that refuse to serve dwarfs or wanderers,

a fountain that makes you young while those around you grow old,

saplings that know everything,

a sea made of tears from every lover who never loved,

a silver boat with a sail made of pages from all the books that were never written.

All my dreams are beautiful.

But none as beautiful as you.

You are the reason I return here each morning.

Yours Fluently,

Everybody wants to speak in another language.

I want to speak in your language.

I want to read your mind.

I want to finish your sentences.

Cut Loose

I need some time for myself.

I need to be with myself.

I need to be lonely for a while.

Lonely is a freedom that breathes easy and weightless.

And lonely is healing if you make it.

I need enough distance so that when I come back,

I won't remember a thing.

Back on the Saddle!

So I know I've been MIA for quite some time.
Life has been pretty hectic.

Let's put it this way:
My job is super time consuming with all the travelling back and forth.
My love life is in jumble, you can't imagine the roller-coaster I've been through.
My friends are buzzing around me with too many parties.
My sisters are as crazy as always.

Oh well, life may not go as I have planned.
But I'm sure it's going to surprise me, big, in a lovely unexpected way.

So for the mean time, I'm back rocking the blog world.

Be ready, peeps!

Fly.

Quit your job.

Buy a ticket.

Fall in love.

Never returns.

How does that sound?

Maybe this is wishful thinking, probably mindless dreaming.

Confession

I don't know what I did to deserve you.

You have this amazing ability to make just about anything in my life beautiful.

I know we haven't known each other for very long and we have to deal with pretty unexpected things in a short amount of time.

You think a storm has passed but then another one's on the horizon, which is why I'm sure about the way I feel about you.

I can't bear even just the thought of losing you.

I can't imagine a life without you.

I'm falling in love with you.

I know with certainty that the path I'm on is the right one.

If me and you last a week, a year, ten years, forever...

No matter what happens between us, you need to know where I stand all along.

Holding your hand is my way of telling you, "I got you. I'm here."

Come Away with Me...

We'll find a place between fact and fiction.

Stranded between heaven and earth.

We'll stay there forever.

Make an inception.

And as long as they don't know we'll be the masters of pretense.

My Reality

Stop telling me I can't, I won't, I shouldn't.
Stop telling me how I should feel.

I think I know how this should be,
what normal is supposed to be like.

This my reality, asshole.

The Answer:

Begin to see the fiasco in its true perspective.

It simply wasn't worth feeling bad about.

Intelligent, thinking people could take things like this in their stride,

just as they took the larger absurdities of deadly dull jobs in the city and deadly dull homes in the suburbs.

Circumstances might force you to live in this environment,

but the important thing is to keep from being contaminated.

The important thing, always, is to remember who you are.

So that you incline your ear to wisdom,

And apply your heart to understanding;

Yes, if you cry out for discernment,

And lift up your voice for understanding,

If you seek her as silver,

And search for her as for hidden treasures;

Then you will find knowledge.

Then you will understand.

Cryptic

Sometimes you forgive people, simply because you still want them in your life.

Does that sound reasonable for you?

I'm not OK. You're not OK. That's OK.

From now on, I don't stalk no more. That actually means something.

Mixed signal + second thoughts.

Oh dear, I'm making up scenarios for us again.

The Louis Vuitton World

If you had the choice, what designer collection would you live in?

Imagining of a refined and outdoorsy look...

What about taking a safari of Africa with such a magnetic scenery as a backdrop. From tents, lion cubs, sunsets and campfires…

And of course the Louis Vuitton collection which is made up of glamorous trunks, cases, watches and eyewear, stands out amongst the beautiful setting.

Status

Subtlety is the enemy of clarity.

I know it's frustrating.

So let me be straightforward.

No sobbing.

No crying.

No sweet words.

No explanations.

No goodbyes.

No nonsens.

This is how we part.

Afternoon Rambling

I miss talking about Paris...