Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Wonderful Distracting Colours.


Such envious feeling is killing me.


When I envy other parts of the world who can watch this.

The Ho Down.


"The Ho Down feat the LXD"
Watch this and enjoy the 100% hilarity in this video. <3

Something I tried to describe.



LXD Presents : "Matched" starring Harry Shum Jr.

Short film to tell a simple story.
Simple story to be unfold with a soothing music.
Soothing music to be played with swaying dance.
Swaying dance to be mixed with the art of silent acting.
Silent acting which reminds me of Charlie Chaplin.
Charlie Chaplin was a genius.
Genius is what I described this short film.


This short film is my wishful thinking of a faraway dream.

Ready To Go.



"Ready To Go by Panic! At the Disco"

Another fun video to watch.
How the different settings "effortlessly" change in style.
These "scenes" play together with the upbeat music,
equals to a fun and quirky-style music video.

Stereo Hearts.



"Stereo Hearts by Gym Class Heroes feat. Adam Levine"

I personally think this video is simply marvelous.

Split windows with two different individuals,
which symbolizes a heart separated into two.
The way they made the "obstacle" disappeared at the end of the video?
Made me write a poem.

"Oh,
how one's piece,
made its way,
to be connected perfectly,
with one's missing piece."

Simply wonderful-made typography
and the way it was choreographed on each screen.
Not to mention the lyrics, which are written in a very clever way.
This song and the video, I love it for the way it made.
A pure enjoyment for lovey cheezeballs. <3

Friday, July 1, 2011

Questioning the dream itself.


he felt that his whole life was some kind of dream,
and he sometimes wondered whose it was,
and whether they were enjoying it.

- Douglas Adams

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

When colours flew away.


All the worries, all the stress,
bundled in colourful wraps,
High above, is the sky,
many questions left me wry,
Let it go, it flew away,
let it all be forgotten, when all was a waste.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

PS EXP 1 : Spring Collection '08

At the very least, I am getting the hang of it.
Photoshop, I mean.
I have a long way to go.
*weak smile*


Credits to :
Spring Floral Brushes
(Sorry, I couldn't get the URL. I sincerely apologise. :( )

Monday, June 6, 2011

Friday, May 20, 2011

Wanna try?

(^Click to see the recipe)

Come on, it's tempting----- TRY IT! :Db

Just singing in the rain.


"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain."




I'm singing in the rain
Just singing in the rain
What a glorious feelin'
I'm happy again
I'm laughing at clouds
So dark up above
The sun's in my heart
And I'm ready for love
Let the stormy clouds chase
Everyone from the place
Come on with the rain
I've a smile on my face
I walk down the lane
With a happy refrain
Just singin',
Singin' in the rain



- An excerpt of the song "Singin' in the Rain" by Gene Kelly.

I must remember that

"Feeling trapped" and "Feeling safe" are not the same thing.

They said it all.



Run away, running away, ran away.
Chase after, chasing after, chased after.
Fall down, falling down, fell down.
Cover up, covering up, covered up.
Hide away, hiding away, hid away.
Slip through, slipping through, slipped through.
Hold on, holding on, held on.

Those eyes. They said it all.




P.S. Credits to whoever owns this picture. Words are mine, though<3

Thursday, May 19, 2011

I adore subject of admiration with the passion of Romeo for his Juliet.

Enough said.

I know myself like I know the back of my hand;

and how often do we look at that?

Loud as a siren,



My excitement is the alarm which triggers my voice.

Neglected,

my heart is like metal cold to the touch,
but easily warmed by caring hands.

Melodramatic is an understatement,

sometimes I am a hurricane.

As intense as fire,

my love is bright and burning hot.

Intricate as a spider's web,

my emotions may be fragile…
but they are as beautiful as the pattern of silver-thin lines.

My face is a mask to those who do not truly know me,

but my mask is the face that betrays me to the ones closest to me.

I'm a manuscript;



The musical notes of my life are written upon me,
but unknown to me until I hear them played.

I'm searching;



A lost wanderer looking up to the night sky for directions;
just to see million other stars.