Don't get me wrong, I love nature. And I especially love it when it rains. But if it rains at night, when its all dark and gloomy, I can't help but hating it a bit because it contributes to the eerie-ness of the night and heck, it can be a bit scary man. Not that I'm a coward alright. And the one thing I don't like is when I look out my parent's room window and I look at the lonely, dim-lit road ahead of me, and it just feels so empty.
There were a lot of incidences at night by windows around my house. I remember once Kevin came by to chat with me before leaving to Scotland, and it was funny because I was looking at him below from that same window while he was looking up to me from outside his car while we were on the phone having a looooong conversation. (he was afraid of the exclamation "Dad has chained the door", so he chose not to come in =)). It was a silly thing to do coz I could just head downstairs and chat with him but I hey, I didn't (winks) and I guess that's why its nice. Well, it's nice to be silly once in awhile. =) It can be uplifting..!
And then it's also through that window where we would usually run up to at the strike of midnight during new year (when I was younger and fireworks were astonishingly beautiful) that we would run towards it to see fireworks lit and flown from Bukit Jalil into the dark sky, filling the night with multiple rainbows of colours and shapes. Yeap, it can be seen... and it's quite nice still. Hehe...free fireworks to watch with no jam or hassle at all, just climb to the highest level, how convenient is that????????? =)
Then I remember that other window in my room too, where I would have very long conversations over nothing at all (over the phone) and feel nice because the other person is just a distance away from my window, and ah, the window down the kitchen during New Year until three in the morning this year. It was a conversation I had that was drawn on a very thin line of chance, when the future of this year (at the time) was pretty ambiguous, and I didn't know which road to take. The promises made in a distance, the seriousness of it all, all that bits and pieces of memories-all that came flowing back just by looking at the rain outside my window.
Gosh, that is just too much of flash-backing over one insignificant thing -my window, isn't it??? See how the mind of a female species works???? =D But it's the past now, and it was just for a fraction of moment. Someone told me that it's okay to relive the past once in awhile as long as I know how to return to the current and look to the future, coz it's the part and parcel of what makes me who I am today. Now I'm living in the present, and I'm happy, and I don't think I'll look beyond my window the same way ever again.
Oh, bout the fruit tart that I mentioned in the previous post, I have a pic of it. Look. =)
lotsa love.
There were a lot of incidences at night by windows around my house. I remember once Kevin came by to chat with me before leaving to Scotland, and it was funny because I was looking at him below from that same window while he was looking up to me from outside his car while we were on the phone having a looooong conversation. (he was afraid of the exclamation "Dad has chained the door", so he chose not to come in =)). It was a silly thing to do coz I could just head downstairs and chat with him but I hey, I didn't (winks) and I guess that's why its nice. Well, it's nice to be silly once in awhile. =) It can be uplifting..!
And then it's also through that window where we would usually run up to at the strike of midnight during new year (when I was younger and fireworks were astonishingly beautiful) that we would run towards it to see fireworks lit and flown from Bukit Jalil into the dark sky, filling the night with multiple rainbows of colours and shapes. Yeap, it can be seen... and it's quite nice still. Hehe...free fireworks to watch with no jam or hassle at all, just climb to the highest level, how convenient is that????????? =)
Then I remember that other window in my room too, where I would have very long conversations over nothing at all (over the phone) and feel nice because the other person is just a distance away from my window, and ah, the window down the kitchen during New Year until three in the morning this year. It was a conversation I had that was drawn on a very thin line of chance, when the future of this year (at the time) was pretty ambiguous, and I didn't know which road to take. The promises made in a distance, the seriousness of it all, all that bits and pieces of memories-all that came flowing back just by looking at the rain outside my window.
Gosh, that is just too much of flash-backing over one insignificant thing -my window, isn't it??? See how the mind of a female species works???? =D But it's the past now, and it was just for a fraction of moment. Someone told me that it's okay to relive the past once in awhile as long as I know how to return to the current and look to the future, coz it's the part and parcel of what makes me who I am today. Now I'm living in the present, and I'm happy, and I don't think I'll look beyond my window the same way ever again.
Oh, bout the fruit tart that I mentioned in the previous post, I have a pic of it. Look. =)
Isn't this just cute??? *yummies*
lotsa love.
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