February 28, 2012


I sit here every day, isolated in this little box, occasionally glancing out the window.
Everyone faces a different way.
I don't care.  
I'm selfish.
I've got an outlet and a chair.

February 27, 2012

a day late

Give me all your paper.

Made a fluffy chocolate cake.  (Chef Jon Jon helped.)

I love you all.

February 25, 2012

Mei Mei Ai Yi

My Aunt gave these to my mom.
My mom gave them to me.

February 9, 2012

I always feel this way.

I’m walking through streets that are dead
Walking, walking with you in my head
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
And the clouds are weeping

Did I hear someone tell a lie?
Did I hear someone’s distant cry?
I spoke like a child; you destroyed me with a smile
While I was sleeping

I’m sick of love but I’m in the thick of it
This kind of love I’m so sick of it

I see, I see lovers in the meadow
I see, I see silhouettes in the window
I watch them ’til they’re gone and they leave me hanging on
To a shadow

I’m sick of love; I hear the clock tick
This kind of love; I’m love sick

Sometimes the silence can be like the thunder
Sometimes I feel like I’m being plowed under
Could you ever be true? I think of you
And I wonder

I’m sick of love; I wish I’d never met you
I’m sick of love; I’m trying to forget you

Just don’t know what to do
I’d give anything to be with you

February 7, 2012

A lovely pair.

Hello Readers, 
Since Valentine's Day is upcoming, I've dedicate this post for you to listen to Priscilla Ahn's beautiful voice while meditating and contemplating love.  =)  Oooo lala!

February 5, 2012

Most of the singers in my ward choir are all cute, old people who sing a little flat.

February 4, 2012

Double thirds.

I did it.  I learned my Chopin Etude in G# minor in a week.  Now I just have to speed it up and play it with all the dynamics.

But none of you care... So what.

February 3, 2012

Norm mron morn nrom nom mon

Every morning, I wake up to a bowl of 9-grain oatmeal, craisins, soy milk, honey, and fruit.

That's a norm morn for you.