Deanna's space

结束了所谓的“年假”。

不细说旅行中的种种，放松、充电的感觉很好。
香港，好多人。繁华、忙碌、压抑。

有兴趣的话，看图吧。
从一些角度看，我的纪念品很少。感受、经历、体会都在记忆里了。

好好上课，努力工作！

Love is a beautiful thing.

Love is a beautiful thing even when it doesn’t have a future.

Love is a beautiful thing even when sometimes it’s just one person.

And love is a beautiful thing even when you knew the love you thought you knew was not there.

Love is a beautiful thing.

I’d like to still believe in beautiful things.

I’m trying to still believe in the beautiful thing.

Waking up naturally seemed to be such a treat for me. and yet, when i actually got the chance to do so, i sort of spoiled it.

Walking down the street, i got sentimental a little. i was not sure what it was, perhaps the yellow fallen leaves or the chilly breeze. it was those little things that could trigger your protected emotional self when you pay the least attention to the surroundings. And when i felt that, and let myself be like that, for just a second, i wondered last year, what it was like then. what was i doing? who was in my life? and where was my heart and soul heading towards?

People come and go in life. Some stayed for just a minute, and some stayed a little longer. but at the end, about 90% of them just faded away, or simply disappeared in some cases. and the thing i realized is that the one who really matters always always finds a way to stick around, in spite of some occasional absence.

it’s fall. it’s this kind of season that my heart falls a little now and then. and on some level, it’s nice to know that there are still plenty of ups and downs that makes me fall and rise, in life.

弃我去者，昨日之日不可留。
乱我心者，今日之日多烦忧。
长风万里送秋雁，对此可以酣高楼。
蓬莱文章建安骨，中间小谢又清发。
俱怀逸兴壮思飞，欲上青天揽明月。
抽刀断水水更流，举杯销愁愁更愁。
人生在世不称意，明朝散发弄扁舟。

at this moment, i can see it clear, crystal clear.

i’m walking on one peice of thin ice, which is threatening me by squeezing out little cracks that get on my nerves now and then.
will i retreat? or am i willing to light my footsteps even more just to hang around a little bit longer?

sometimes i can’t help asking myself: am i a drama queen who just invites troubles in?