strange quote

Someone (who?) said a pianist is either a jew, a gay or an all-thumb. Who can hate pianists to such extent? Whatever.

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Diet these days is fantastic. We bought shrimps,fish,dumplings,strawberry,grapes etc etc. Can't imagine we're eating so good at such cheap price. Saves about 300 bucks per month compared to school meal plans. But if you say time is money, then the time we spent on cooking is something else to consider...

swing

guizi said it was 'stupid', 'childish' and 'unacceptable' to sit on the swing. but we went anyway and it was a happy time.

these days, slow dance

These days we cook ourselves. Sometimes joking and laughing as we jerked away from the splatter of boiling oil. Or doing serious analysis on why the dish failed to taste like what it should taste like... Ran down to grab some drinks when we felt like it. Or walk in the rain with our head covered in school magazine as scapegoat umbrella. On Monday and Tuesday it was pasta all the way till we sickened at the site of the supercoil. Then the night falls and street light casts a misty spell on the rain soaked neighbourhood. Chilly refreshing. And there's nothing more but to nestle once again in my own room, waiting for another day to quietly pass by.

Somehow i wish, somehow i know. Watching the colours rolling by, against something abstractly distant and blank, pure. And peace brewing and settling, in times you need it the most.

Humble Me

"Humble Me"
Norah Jones

Went out on a limb
Gone too far
Broken down at the side of the road
Stranded at the outskirts and sun's creepin' up
Baby's in the backseat
Still fast asleep
Dreamin' of better days
I don't want to call you but you're all i have to turn to

What do you say
When it's all gone away?
Baby i didn't mean to hurt you
Truth spoke in whispers will tear you apart
No matter how hard you resist it
It never rains when you want it to

You humble me Lord
Humble me Lord
I'm on my knees empty
You humble me Lord
You humble me Lord
Please, please, please forgive me

Baby teresa got your eyes
I see you all the time
When she asks about her daddy
I never know what to say

Heard you knocked the bottle
And helped to build the church
You carry an honest wage
Is it true you have someone keeping you company?

What do you say
When its all gone away?
Baby i didn't meant to hurt you
Truth spoke in whispers will tear you apart
No matter how hard you resist it
It never rains when you want it to

You humble me Lord
Humble me Lord
I'm on me knees empty
You humble me Lord
You humble me Lord
Please, please, please forgive me

updates

All at once i felt myself back in a deserted mansion, head in a cloud of dust and spider webs. Blogger now has a search function, and a FLAG?! report of offensive contents? makes me laugh.

Just to prove I'm not ignoring my blog, here I am typing 'I'm not ignoring my blog'. Got a new tagbox. Old one expired to no end. Updated background music. [Humble Me] by sweet Norah Jones.

Jeremy's kitakaze-disconnected.blogspot.com -> NOT FOUND?! What's that??

Already 3rd year, I'm really scared of this notion. Let it sink in...

Here's a nice Tibetan Song I came across on Fifay net. Not that traditionally Tibetan the way they described it, but pleasant enough. Right click & save.
Langla Mountain

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