你最喜歡的
這段旋律(Melody)...
在天空之中
回響著口風琴(Harmonica)的樂聲...
*天使擁抱著
窗沿為框的畵布(Draw)...
看啊...這幅風景畫(Paysage)...
很美麗吧?
其中是(C'est)——
清風傳播...
淡淡花香...
春之追憶...
美麗的聲音...
詠唱的少女(Monica)...
鳥兒的鳴叫...
指針的前進 →
其中是(C'est)——
藍天無垠...
流雲飄蕩...
夏之追憶...
美麗的聲音...
詠唱的少女(Monica)...
蟬之時雨...
指針的前進 →
如此美麗...
你所告訴我的景色...
一直都難以忘卻...
『美麗的萬物』...
聚集於此爲了...
生命降臨的到來...
你所擁抱的
短暫的季節(Season)...
痛苦如同落雨的
承重的打擊著...
「不用擔心喲」...
笑著説道的...
你的容貌(Visage)
難以忘記... ...
其中是(C'est)——
夜晚的窗邊...
微笑著月亮...
秋之追憶...
美麗的聲音...
唱歌的少女(Monica)...
昆蟲的展翅...
指針的前進 →
其中是(C'est)——
大地無垠...
白雪微眠...
冬之追憶
美麗的聲音...
歌唱的少女(Monica)...
時間的凋謝...
指針的前進 →
真美呢...
你所存在於美景之中...
永遠忘卻不了...
『美麗的萬物』...
集合於此爲了...
生命來臨的匆匆......
你所馳騁的
短暫的季節(Season)...
病痛的焰火
灼燒著身體...
「啊啊...真是美麗」...
笑著逝去...
你的面容(Image)
無法忘卻......
你誕生於那天早晨...
原本是個愛哭鬼的我...
也變成了小姐姐——
玩耍著...
雖然那麽小...
但我感到很自豪......
痛苦搖曳於
生命的荒野上
『美麗的萬物』探尋著的
縱橫馳騁
其實在那地平綫
旅途之中的你
爲何睡着了
美好的令人想起了......
你所喜歡的
這段旋律(Melody)...
在天空之中
回響著口風琴(Harmonica)的聲音...
Repeat*
「我看到世界上最美麗的光
並且將這花抱在胸前
爲了Laurant的自己 繼續歌唱」
「那裏有Roman在嗎?」
this is about the most listened song on my playlist. it calms me down, and like the title says, Beautiful Things. I am surrounded by so many beautiful things, why do I still want more? What stems the in-satisfaction in me?
I had known all along that I am no longer the person I was. Am I more or less than before? I do not wish to go on thinking. The gapping hole is unbearable. What can I do to fill this hell of a gap up? I do not want to be that another girl with a vacuum in the heart. No I'm not suicidal.
Why has life become so difficult? Why had I become so whiny? Why am I not happy with what I have?
Will I come back?
Will I be who I want to be?
Will I stop doubting?
Everyone has problems, and I'm glad someone pays attention to mine, which bugs me even though it doesn't seem like a problem to them.
It's hard to be the person I want to be. Hard to really don't care about what people think, especially those that I care about, I am afraid they'd think me lousy. But why do I have such thoughts? Why do I think myself lousy? Am I lousy? What makes me lousy?
Volley captaincy, not something I'm dying to do, I just see no harm in taking it up, but I already fathom the stress and feels the weakness in my knees. Am I not suitable for bigger things? Am I fated for menial, normality? Such questions fill me up and fill me up somemore, should my head be rigid, it would have exploded. Is it not good to think? It is good to not think?
Almost one year into uni, I am still learning to adapt. I thought I was good at adapting, there we go, I thought, seems like everything's been in my mind, was I ever outside? If I shan't think about what I am, that leaves me no limits, and somehow that's better? Well, if trying to define myself is so hard, then I should give it up totally. Things are much simpler when I only need to think LIKE/NO LIKE. I shan't be bothered with what others have that I don't and that I have and others don't, not much space left in my head to do that I guess.
And it was a pleasant surprise that Russell, my long ago Jap class classmate was a graduate from SoC also. I was very Surprised!! Other than surprised, there's pretty much nothing else to tell her though. And it's a pretty wierd feeling to leave the conversation hanging at "I am so surprised". But I really am so surprised. Just that it really do end here. Full Stop.
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