Deep In Earth

My sister went to the capital city last week. I asked her if she could do me an errand while she was there, since she refused to let me join her. Fortunately she obliged, and did as she was asked. So now, I have 3 news beautiful Penguin books to read and spend hours away in another world! Haha! She could have bought me other books as well, but being extremely stingy especially when it concerned other people but herself, I received the much anticipated Gulliver's Travels by Jonathan Swift, The Adventures of Huckleberry Fin by Mark Twain, and Grimm's Fairy Tales by the Grimm Brothers. Considering that these were Penguin books, it couldn't have costs too much to buy more of these fantastical man-made marvels, but my sister was too stingy. I am grateful for what she's done, only I hoped that there would be more. My hometown rarely have these kind of books, pity little town, so we have to buy them from the capital city. Of course, everything's there in the capital. And...

only if you run by julian plenti. derniere danse by kyo. <3

i've been yearning to make something for my little niece. now that it's the holidays, i finally have the time to make something for her. it's not really an admirable-looking project, since i have not been eager enough to polish my sewing skills, so it rusted. :P but i need to sew all the same, i always have this want to sew in my heart, and i like sewing. so i shall sew. happy birthday to a sweetheart. on 22/11/2011. live long and prosper.

i'll share a little tale that happened this week, not too long ago. it's the holiday season, and i get to have a little break from school for about six weeks, and a lot of my friends returned home. so my closest friends and i planned to go out together, maybe go shopping, window-shopping, or just hang around eating some nice food and talk about all the experiences we missed with them. in my small town, there is this quite small shop where they sell books, magazines, stationary, office and school supplies. just about this year they started selling used, old books and novels, so i love going there to have a look. who knows what treasures i might come across to. like they say, "one man's trash is another man's treasure". hehe. so on the fine day out we happen to go there and i immediately started searching and scanning the titles to find anything worth buying. there was a book that seemed interesting, but it was not what i intended to find.. i was thinking o...

this wonderful yet simple piece of beauty and perfection has made me whirl in a maelstrom of emotions a lot of times before, and it still does. it claims a special spot in my heart. english version: here in my heart memories linger i hold them sacred safe from all others Angel's tale a love such as this once in a life time lost in your beauty still dreaming of you Angel's tale you drove the sinner from me and shone with such glory touching me softly my breath torn away wrapped in a silver veil under sky so pale trembling as i watched you one holy night Angel snow can be warm didn't you know that? just like a snowflake falling from heaven Angel's tale i kept my feelings from you the heavens divide us i longed to tell you all my hearts desire if only i had wings wings as white as yours up into the sky i'd surely fly Angel ah yes, on such snowy night memories revive your ete...

a bibliophile is a person who collects or has a great love of books. i am definitely one. the two things that restraint me from increasing my pile of books are money and space. i literally no longer have any room to put any more books. i can't have a job yet, i am still studying, so i'm in the mercy of my parents when it comes to buying books. and books are not that cheap. i guess it's a good bargain considering all the information and inspiration it fills you with after you're done with it. for the past years, i think i've been a rather versatile reader. i've met people who reads only the twilight saga or love stories. i think it's good that they're reading anyway, but i dislike the idea of staying to only one genre. i believe it can contain you to only one state of mind or one way of view.. i read fantasy, horror, thriller, mythical, fiction, and romance too. i also read poems and old texts. anything that interests me, of course. i think people fr...

Gosh i've set my eyes on something so beautiful and sweet. i've never seen something as beautiful! that's the best living creation right there.

it's not fair. i'm having a heartache.

the sky was a light gray today. it was almost white. it's been raining since the wee hours of the morning. it was not raining heavily, but the velocity of the raindrops were admirable, and it's been raining for hours. standing with a blue umbrella in the rain, i saw mists were gathering around some lush trees. it was a cold, cold morning. my shoes were absolutely wet and my socks soaked up all the moisture. so basically my feet were wet too and felt frozen. :) we had to go to the fields and i had a chance to walk around on the green grass in the rain for some time. i have always liked walking or playing around in the rain with no raincoat or umbrella, because i like the feeling of the little arrows landing on me, feeling the caresses of the cold sensation. but a few years ago i couldn't do these things anymore, for my immune system suddenly became sensitive and now i'll probably get a fever or flu or a cold if any raindrop fell on me. but either way, it was seldom for ...

i love acoustic music. how wonderful it is to be listening to just raw voice and the little picks of an acoustic guitar? i think that anyone who can sing acoustic and make it beautiful, well that person's very soul must be beautiful too. :) by your heart's strings i am hanging from a dream.

i received a phone call about 3 days ago, on Saturday, telling me that i was to go to an interview. i wasn't really sure what interview it was, but the lady said that she was giving me an opportunity to go to university and further my studies. she said it was a UK-based program and told me to go to this mara office on the 27th. i was excited at first, i got a chance to further my studies and such. i even practiced and prepared answers. so i went there at 11 a.m. like she informed me, and in the end it wasn't an interview at all. she was actually persuading me, or promoting, to go to this private university (Linton University). the facilities and conditions were good, and i would even receive this 90% loan or something, like the university will give me the loan to study there. i felt a bit discouraged, since it was a private university. she didn't give me any other options to choose another university, and besides, the university did not offer the course that i planned ...

Love in Theory and Practice. everyone has their own taste in everything. and i think this album is brilliant no matter what the others say. i hope you guys won't take it so hard, because it's not your fault that they couldn't feel your hearts and words, and understand the music, like i was able to. a lot of people say that it's so different to the genre that it is no longer original or something.. like it turned into pop rock and they weren't a fan. love metal or not, pop rock or not, it was brilliant, it sounded beautiful, and i feel the melodies. some people couldn't understand it at all. well, that spells unique and original to me. again, it's brilliant no matter what the others say. no matter what. i find that every detail in the songs beautiful. i really hope you guys would remain as a band because rumours are scary, and i could only pray they really are false rumours. i couldn't even think of the unthinkable, for you guys are one of the fundam...

the other day, i saw the music video for Iris by Goo Goo Dolls. it revived my love for it, it reminded me on how obsessed i was with it and shame on me because i haven't been listening to it for a really long time. well, i wasted no time and fell in love with it again. the song is timeless i tell you. beautiful. you bleed just to know you're alive? and i'm listening to their album Let Love In. yeah i know it's a rather old album, about 5 years ago, but i'm liking what i'm hearing. :) loving.

i love nature and i love trees. i love open fields and i love the sun, so long as it is not too hot. i love open skies, the night, the day, the stars, the moon, the clouds, the mists, and the rain. i love emotions and feelings. i love words and word-play. when i listen to certain songs, i get this certain vision of these things. or the feel of these things. the same things you'll feel about these kind of things. maybe it's because it's European music, or more specifically Scandinavian music, or even more specific, Finnish music. :D obviously, music can give you one of the best word-plays. like some of my recent favourites: 'i hid the keys to unlock love's heart', or 'turn to page 43, and you'll know how i feel' or 'to cry is to know that you're alive' or 'a deserted soul is gone', or 'lift the lid of your heart's casket in the arms of rain' or a gazillion more... :P sounds familiar? i don't know if these can...

i want to sew really bad. i'm itching to sew something! I NEED TO SEW!!! please school let me sew.......

if there were regrets in taking this path, i think that most of them are gone. i'm feeling really good at the moment. really good. just about a week ago, maybe two weeks, i was feeling really down and gloomy and all i wanted to do was abandon everything. i was having a hard time coping with almost everything, my attention was wild and untamed, and laziness quickly infected me like an epidemic. i was unhappy with myself at the time. but now i think i have recovered, even just a little bit. i'm focusing on my studies and homework again, and i'm able to balance fun and food and work and solitude and music at the same time. :) so i'm really happy right now. i just want to live through this moment before the next tide comes. walking in the rain from school today made me really positive, though it was cold and i'm at risk of being sick. the rain always wash everything away. lift the lid of your heart's casket in the arms of rain.

Last night of sadness It was clear that we couldn't go on The doors opened and the wind appeared The candles blew and then disappeared The curtains flew and then he appeared Saying don't be afraid