peis.

when your day is long and the night
the night is yours alone
when you're sure you've had enough of this life
well, hang on
don't let yourself go
cause everybody cries
and everybody hurts
sometimes
-the corrs, everybody hurts.


good day, love.

17 feb 2009. 12.53am.

a (first) note to the little one.

hey little sunshine,
i saw you bright and early this morning,
when you were cozing up in your yellow little pjs.
one hand tugging onto your lovely yellow sweater,
the other on your chubby tum-tum.
i saw you with lots of expressions in your dreams,
smiling and grinning at some,
yet frowning and grimacing at others.
this reminds me a lot of your little even tiny-er self some 5 month ago.
so lovely, so tiny, so fragile.
and now, you're growing day by day, bit by bit.

i wish you love, joy, health and knowledge as you continue to grow.
to seek comfort in those you love and those whom love you even more,
and even to seek solace even in those whom might bring you sorrow than joy.

love,
your aunt who's really really bored of her notes.
(p/s: your mom should tell you never to follow in our footsteps.)