Pretty fatigue yet enjoyable life ：)

Bonjour world! :)

Let's rocksssss away!!

uh-huhhh :)

Pretty tiring, pretty exhausting.

But this is life huh, we should always put our soul, our mind, our passion into it.

And that's you comprehend what life does means.

Life is great, with colours, many unexpections and uncertainties.

Life is a door, you can't know what's behind it, without opening to explore. quoted by my friend:)

Escape form the world doesn't make sense, unless you are willing to leave your love.

 We are ordinary human, seem to find any way to express our solitary feeling.

A romantic Eat.Pray.Love, a cup of Starbuck's frappuccino, a scrumptious Italian meal or a long-with-no-limit sleep.

They are beautiful, with satisfaction.

What actually satisfies you, your desire or your need?

For me, a pretty journey to Paris.

 I do love it much, I do. 

Paris, a well-known romantic and historical city.

With endless love stories and sumptuous buildings around.

It drives me freaking insane whenever I met a Eiffel Tower model/decoration/key chain/sticker or even a cup in the giftshop. /.\

It's gorgeous with its geometrical design and the sign of romance!

I know I'll get there someday.

But when is it, God?

And I pray to God, wishing for a free double-way ticket falling to me from the sky. XD

Praying makes sense often, whenever I'm anxious/nervous about some no-need-to-be-worried stuffs.

Facing a pail of unwashed clothes, I pray to make'em clean and fragrant.

Eating Jacob's crackers as lunch, I pray that a set of sushi does appears with a glance of moment.

But these quirky yet odd wishes definitely failed at last.

Midnight, I pray to God that my roomie will not have a nightmare.

She often has it, with a horrendous scream sounding 'NO-noooo-NO-noo' .

God, sincerely i pray to you.

And i know you can hear me.

This dream ain't that dream, and hers seriously drives me crazy. =(

'THOSE WHO LOST DREAMING ARE LOST'

I talk about my dream all the time, and how am I going to realise it.

Yet, you will not understand how I feel now. @@

I'm here not to speak ill of my roomie, she is kind and warm.

Helping me sweep the floor, taking hot water for Milo, and everything nice.

I just can't withstand the scream.

Perhaps you can bring me a packet of cotton wool during your next visit in Penang.

 And there goes my fourth assignment.

Have to bury myself into the geometrical world.

Not to say buuuu-byeeee this time.

Instead, Au revoir! ♥

With love, Joey ♥