Hometown & Holidays

I have been in hometown for more than a week, sounds very short but seems to have happened lots of things. Perhaps it's true that when one is busy occupying with something, time passes by fast. Watching drama, playing computer games and etc, life seems to be simple and easy...

Hometown, a special place that when it rains, it's a rain of memories; when it shines, it's the light of hopes. The sky will always remind you of your origin, and the trees will always remind you of your root. It's a beautiful place where all the beautiful precious memories and experiences flow back to you, but it's also a place with some hidden darkness. The source of all the ideas, ambitions, thoughts, beliefs and values in the mind, brought back into the minds, with each breeze passes by, as if trying to keep reminding you of all the importance things and goals in life. And so, the inner fire is still burning silently...

The holidays are still very long, so do the goals. It's said that holidays are the rest stations in life, for us to rest and walk even further, just like a seed lying dormant underground, waiting for the right moment to sprout and become a fruitful tree...

Perhaps

It's the end of year already, almost everyone has gone back to their home, and parting is one of the inevitable events. However, it seems like there are more separations than ever this year, and it leaves marks on the heart, just like a burn mark on the shirt.

I have been staying in the hut for 2 years, a hut that has been sheilding me from the dark cold snow and rain outside. There are lots of good and bad times, sweet beautiful times. Spent time and effort trying to make it my permanent home, a home for my heart. Problem is, can i risk my heart there, of being crushed and broken one day? Or should i just walk away, leaving the hut for suitable others to occupy, and wandering in the outside world again...?

I couldn't be sure myself, there's always storm outside, and i will definitely feeling cold from time to time. Maybe time is what i need and perhaps, i will never be able to leave that hut...

I guess this is how i feel...

''It started out as a feeling, which then grew into a hope,
Which then turned into a quite thought, which then turned into a quite word.
And then that word grew louder and louder, ‘til it was a battle cry,
I ll come back… when you call me,
No need to say goodbye.
Just because everything’s changing, doesn’t meant it’s never been this way before.
All you can do is try to know who your friends are, as you head off to the war.
Pick a star on the dark horizon, and follow the light,
You ll come back, when it’s over, no need to say goodbye,
You ll come back, when it’s over, no need to say goodbye.

Now we are back to the beginning, it’s just a feeling and no one knows yet.
But just because they cant feel it too, doesn’t mean that you have to forget
Let your memories grow stronger and stronger ‘til they’re before your eyes.
You ll come back, when they call you, no need to say goodbye
You ll come back, when they call you,
No need to say goodbye…''

The Call, by Regina Spektor in The Chronicles of Narnia - Prince Caspian.


*Song with just lyrics


*Ending part of Narnia (MV of The Call)

WALL.E

Alone, for 700 years...doing the same old routine everyday in a lonely planet left by others, somehow he survives. Living contentedly, picking up all the garbage and the unwanted items among clusters of rubbish, making his own sweet home, and of course his only friend, a small cockroach. How this small waste loader robot can do all these?

WALL.E (Waste Allocation Load Lifter - Earth Class), how this small robot will touch your heart when he took care of his loved one, followed her back, and all the small little things, just for her in the name of love. How sweet and beautiful, so innocent and ignorant with only strong faith in himself, just hoping to hold her hand...

A movie based on love as the main theme. The love for other, love for mother nature, love between humans, and etc etc. Perhaps, we don't really need a soul to learn how to love, as long as there are ''sparks of magic'', love will grow, just like green plants...

I should say, the best hero created so far by Pixar.

''It's worth dying for someone like WALL.E, even if he is just a small dirty robot, because he has the most beautiful heart of all - a heart full of love...''

Into Album

Tomorrow is the day, the day my first year of MBBS programme ends. And so, these few days have been busy preparing my OSCE. Things seem to be fine, but will we ever know what will happen tomorrow?

Life can be so random sometimes, and so do human's emotion. And we ll never be able to predict how people will react to each other, including love. And so, in order to make things easier, something called 'faith' comes into play. But do you have faith?

I guess it's really time to go, when everything has no meaning, being there will just be annoying to the other. Usually people will leave with compliments taken together, while i guess i ll leave with all the negative feelings and unsatisfactions from the other. My mind has started to get blank, out of idea what to do. I doubted it works in one-way direction...

And so, i will be kept inside an album, and will just be a piece of memory waiting to be deleted one day. But i suppose it's ok, as long as happiness is guaranteed and the journey continues without me...

Missing And Losing

Whenever thoughts or feelings spur inside my mind, I always enjoy writing them out, as such feelings and thoughts are rarely the interest of others to spend time to be the listeners. The mood recently is on the down side, and the affect today is rather sad. The sun is bright outside, as if trying to cheer me up, though I doubted it worked. When it comes, it comes silently; and when it goes, it goes mutely…

Sitting in Starbucks coffee shop yesterday night after dinner, looking at how they have started to put up all the decorations for Christmas, my heart sinks and strings of nostalgic feelings consumed me. How fast, it’s almost the end of the year already. As all the Christmas items were being put up, just like the opening of curtain, season of love seem to have entered the stage…

Tomorrow is the final written exam, and i am more than stressful. I am still struggling to finish my revision, and comfort the wounded heart. Regretted never study well, and to lose it. When time passed by, it never comes back; and when bird flies away, it never flies back…

Perhaps it’s time to learn how to let go when the other has moved on…

And now the sky has started to rain...