Thursday, December 2, 2010

love is a shelter in a raging storm

Dear Winnie Wong,

I think Matt Nathanson is beyond awesome and my favourite songs have all been played on One Tree Hill :D hahah. Go listen to Warren Barfield - Love Is Not A Fight. Have you watched the movie Fireproof? I think you have, the song is from that movie. Heeee :D



Love,
Serena.



Love is not a place
To come and go as we please
It's a house we enter in
Then commit to never leave

Warren Barfield - Love Is Not A Fight




I think we post too much lyrics on our blogs, Winnie Wong.
Or I post too much lyrics HAHAHA.
I miss you ! (:

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

if perfect's what you're searching for then just stay the same

I'd catch a grenade for you
Throw my hand on the blade for you
I'd jump in front of a train for you
You know I'd do anything for you
I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for you, baby
But you won't do the same

Bruno Mars - Grenade







Take, take, take it all
But you never give

Sunday, November 21, 2010

who he says I am

I am who the great I AM says that I am,
ta dum dee dum dum dum dee dum.
Are you excited for the Saddle Ridge Ranch?
I don't know if I am.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

all I know is I love you too much

we'll always have that missing person.






We might be apart but I hope you always know
You'll be with me wherever I go

Hannah Montana - Wherever I Go

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

window pane

So, I really want to update but I've been using this netbook that we got just awhile ago and somehow, stupid blogger won't work properly with this netbook ! It's so stupid, I would pick my font colour blablabla and it will turn out something else and well. My blog is always pink, no?

Anyway. At this point, my blog looks dead. And I don't want it to look dead. Therefore, I'm updating it anyway and when I get a chance on that miserably slow and old desktop, I'll change everything back to normal. Pink. Yeah.

I love the holidays, don't you?

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

solid ground

Mummyyyy !

My mummy is the best in the world because she would sleep with me while I'm having food poisoning and through out the night watch me running in and out of the toilet. YEAH.
She would get me anything I want in order for me to get better.
She would tell her boss that her problematic child at home needs to see the doctor AGAIN, so therefore, she needs to leave early. AGAIN.

I woke up today, called her and said I want to drink watermelon juice so she promised she would buy a watermelon for me when she comes home. YAY ! Because I had a dream last night about wonderful watermelon juice. And coconut juice. Chilled watermelon and coconut juice. yumm.

My stomach keeps churning and churning and churning and I crave for 100 Plus, so I pour myself a big mug of 100 Plus and it only makes the churning worse ):
So now I have to drink Chinese blablabla something that my mummy says doesn't taste good but I have to drink it anyway. Because I'm a Chinese. and well, Chinese medication is suppose to cure everything, aren't they?

Can't wait for my watermelon juice !

Sunday, October 17, 2010

just a dream


Dear Winnie Wong,

I believe you will love this show, I don't know why, but I think you will. I thought about you when I downloaded the poster. Go watch it okay !


Love,
Serena.

It was such a good show.
Tonight, I will watch Final Destination and I will NOT cry.
(I just missed an hour of it. HATE).
Tomorrow, I will sit for an exam.
That I studied the wrong thing for.
And for the rest of the month,
it's gonna be hell.

Actually,
maybe it won't be hell.
Maybe it'll be better.
Probably just,
close
to hell.

I'm excited.
GAH.

Friday, October 8, 2010

voice of reason


My daddy is the most wonderful person in the whole wide world (:

I miss you.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

fragile

Every gesture, every jerk,
every leap and turn of the body,
is an emotion,
a story the dancer wants to tell the audience.

It's like writing,
different words and different punctuations,
gives out a different meaning and a twist in the story
for the reader.

Dance is an art.
Dance is more than an art,
it's a story,
it's a way to allow dancers to express the feelings that sometimes,
you just can't seem to put in words.
Through movement, its different.
Different.
Mind-blowing.
A rush of emotions.
Passion.
Comfort.
A sense of belonging.
Power.

Sunday, October 3, 2010