The blooming Azalea

I bought my first comb! At 19. I'm finally growing up mommy, yippe-ka-yay!

Wings of Peking

During the wee hours of the evening,
The sky painted crimson by the sun,
Tufts of white clouds were floating,
Upon the black roads of the city,

Now and then an airplane soars by,
Leaving Beijing and me behind,
And I an obedient poet,
Stay and write,
Listening to the wind,
Whispering stories as it blows by,

The city now wrapped in a blanket of white,
Stays still,
As always,
As time travels by,

It has been thousand of years since the Han dynasty,
Where noble warriors shed their blood,
In the name of their beloved country,

Warriors of the Past!
I am here,
Treading on your glorious steps,

Warriors of the Past!
I am here,
Caressed by the same wind,
Whom once touched your hearings,
Centuries ago,

Warriors of the Past!
I am here,
In Beijing,
Writing your story,

Warriors of the Past!
I am here,
In your beautiful city,
As another plane passes by.

Azalea Azarae

*woof woof*

It's been some time since I blogged. Too... much of a procrastinator? Well, for a start, I'm doing my degree already, HAH! It's not how I expected it would turn out, especially in the friends department, no good. Nooooo good. Let's put it this way, irreconcilable differences?

Though, this is a principle of mind that I hold on to :

1. If a person is worth it, go the extra mile.

So, I've been going the extra mile and stuff, but the subject in question doesn't seem to be giving me positive feedbacks, so I guess, I'll just be going another mile, leaving trail of Kibbles behind for the subject in question to find me.

P/s: Kibbles tastes nyums