Thursday, July 2, 2009 10:41 PM
故事的小黄花
从出生那年就飘着
童年的荡秋千
随记忆一直晃到现在
吹着前奏望着天空
我想起花瓣试着掉落
为你翘课的那一天
花落的那一天
教室的那一间
我怎么看不见
消失的下雨天
我好想再淋一遍
没想到失去的勇气我还留着 好想再问一遍你会等待还是离开刮风这天 我试过握着你手 但偏偏 雨渐渐 大到我看你不见 还要多久 我才能在你身边 等待放晴的那天 也许我会比较好一点 从前从前 有个人爱你很久 但偏偏 风渐渐 把距离吹得好远 好不容易 又能再多爱一天 但故事的最后你好像还是说了bye byeIt was just a pathetic little dream, I'll get over it. Someday. When that day comes, I'll smile and tell you 'You are so history!'
hello! my name is joyce and i'm moderately short. i love a bit of mischief and i'm obsessed with volleyball.
i am tanned and i love sprinting because i can feel the wind brushing against my skin. i have semi-short hair and
i usually tie them up into a small bun with 1 kg of hairclips on my head. i am active in school and i hate exams. i love
choir and another long list of clubs i'm in. pure madness i know, but dont worry, i'm sane. i know 1 + 1 = 3, ok? call me a maths genius.
oh, i hate cockroaches and lizards. :)