Saturday, 31 May 2008

Rondom thoughts 1


Somtimes,
I do want to find a cat that I can ride on...
just to see what it is like....^^
(is that a cat or a giant mouse anyway?!?!?!?!)

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ps: and as for why it is a cat and not anything else...
( if you see my flatmates cat...Wiz...
its....soooo huge...almost the size of a door mat...
to give me ideas as such....:P)
To point out the "obvious"
( the big black one is Wiz..
the smaller one...is Rouchy...hehe my cute darling kitten..:P)

I Like Blue & You Like Pink
















Ai Wo Takishimeru

With a little bit of romance,
sway with the music notes and rhythms,
embrace that warmth and happiness

Its all about timing

Not long ago, I brought this bundle of bananas from the supermarket.
In the beginning, all the bananas were hard and green.
After a few days,
slowly,
they turned into that ripe yellowy colour one by one.
One of the banana was left behind….
that same old green colour.
When we were little kids,
we always wanted to be a grown up.
Might feel a bit insecure and worried when you see the other kids at school grown taller,
more mature and independent….
but you stayed pretty much the same.
You probably did not realize,
our starting points varied right from the beginning we were born.
Sometimes you wish you can fly and achieve more in a short time,
but we have limitations.
As a matter of fact, taking one step at a time,
you achieve the same results.
The word “slow”, is another approach to life.
You never know, people who leaps,
may feel worried that they did not have the time to enjoy the whole process of growing up.
Back to that last banana on the plate.
It did turn yellow after a few weeks….
Long wait…but doesn’t really matter.
( Still made one very nice as breakfast….yum~~~~\(^0^)/﹞

Tanpopo

Carrying hopes and dreams...
slowly..
it drifts away into the future.

Thursday, 29 May 2008

Who to wipe away those tears?

Acting rational,
but the tears inside just somewhat builds up.
Slowly....One day,
while strolling through the summer breeze,
the tears fills up all spaces...
and roll down the cheek.

So where to start from here?

hmm so in saying that...will be using this as the English version of my current art scrap book...
(sigh..excuse my English translations...coz everything was done originally in the Mandarine version....and sometimes translate into something different..looses its original taste...)arhhhhhhhhhhhh

however...life goes on..and so will art...
keep drawing and stay happy is the way to go in life isn't it