13 to 30 and 31

can't wait growing up....
always got time at 13
even it was just a colorful grayness

in the chamber of my heart
i wanna save the glow of 30
walking down on the gray aisle
let me feel me and load it

it's just another day by day and day

thin red line

you wouldn't know what you miss until you lose it

you wouldn't know how great you have in mind until you compare with the rest

you wouldn't know where your peace is until you walk the sunset

you wouldn't know

I wouldn't know

would I still wanna know

2am

with 3A.M. of Matchbox Twenty, (acoustic version & piano version)

the air is either like a familiar strangeness or a strange familiarity to me

chilling
squeezing
but
burning

New start

On Stage

well, it's a good idea to blogging/murmuring in English

from now on

Let me swing with the Big Band

en.... joy


Off Stage