i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

well to be more sweeping,

its a writing sort of day.

but my favorite writing asides from poetry/lyrics is blogging.

and since im currently stuck in a rut on some of my latest pieces i'll stick to blogging for a while.

i wonder who ever really reads this,

i'd love to have a lot of people see the things that go through my head

to catch a glimpse of the thoughts that make me, me.

at the same time however, there is a comfort in obscurity.

and i disabled comments for a reason.

i went back to April 2009 posts.

just to see what differences have occurred in this year and a half on this blog.

i love looking back.

i also enjoy going through my xanga archives at times.

i wish i hadn't deleted the first one.

i'd be more attuned to what i was feeling back then.

sounds like good material for songs.

so Jing is playing on my itunes.

and im lying here in bed.

causing massive damage to my shoulders..

and outside the sky is a beautiful blue.

i might just relocate to the swing outside the house.

yea.

i'll do that later.

with a book

and an ipod.

heavenly.

my blogging isn't half bad.

at least i sound true to my personality haha.

differences?

less jaded maybe.

i really need to get out of this.

i intensely dislike being tired with things.

but rediscovering passion requires a bit of inspiration.

and experience never inspires quite as well as naivete.

hm.

i need to find some new sort of equlibrium in this matter.

last night to escape the solidifying loneliness i stayed online slightly longer.

and honestly,

i have this to say to you.

you are endearing in your own sort of way

even though my tongue is often slanderous when it comes to you.

i hope you are aware that it is all in jest, and that the simple things we talk about

are often enough to banish the darkness for a little while.

thankyou.

我的心啊

追尋的是甚麼？

是世上找不到的東西嗎？

我無法放棄這份執著。

有答案的你，

在哪裡？

dear reader,

how are you today?

are you as lax as i am?

or are you feeling tense?

is your heart weighed down with sadness like me?

or is your day one of colored balloons?

if there was ever a way for our hearts to connect,

i'd love for you to tell me.

and if you read this and whisper a prayer for me somewhere.

or imagine a hug maybe.

i'd greatly appreciate it.

my deepest regards,

jasmine.