Monday, September 29


I like this serenity. Right now I'm at this state where I'm starting to get very comfortable. I like the week-to-week drone, the mundane life, the monotone. It might sound negative, but it's not. It's a momentary peace that everyone seeks unknowingly, the point of equilibrium with everything that revolves around you, but thereafter, everyone tries to get out of.

Comfort zone.

It's like trying to wane and wax into the pattern between getting out of your comfort zone, and seeking to equilibrate with your new environment. I'm just trying to get the most out of this temporal asylum.

Posted by Isabelle at 10:08 pm


记着你的脸色，是我等你的执着。你会是一首我能唱完的歌吗？你会陪我唱完这首歌吗？

Posted by Isabelle at 9:08 pm

Tuesday, September 16


A small blog drought, but I'm back.

I'm always trying to avoid, always trying to hide behind some kind of momentary support that I can find. The problem is that it this kind of arrangement can't last long. But I don't know if I can do anything to alleviate this problem. I'm just taking a step at a time.

Right now, I'm just going to take shelter in someone's shadows.

Posted by Isabelle at 10:47 pm

Wednesday, September 3


"Paint my dawn with morning dew, breathe my day with pinkish hues, fill my dusk with starry fields, and live my night with only you."

-- As quoted

Posted by Isabelle at 11:05 pm


Reality has two sides. Maybe it has even more, but we are just discussing two for now.

There's a certain attractiveness to one side of it. But as everyone says it, as far as I'm concerned, there are different degrees to how you perceive beauty. Why you come to like Reality, no one knows, but there's one thing for sure, you gracefully embrace it. Its countless flaws, its lines of unspoken beauty, you take it all in. Sometimes you don't know why it takes your breath away, it just does.

And then you weep in its arms. There are so many things in life that cause you to put the blame on Reality, that cause you curse at Reality. But ultimately, you bow down to it, firmly grasping the pain in your heart and seeking solace under the overwhelming presence of its shadows.

Actually I'm not sure at all why I'm typing out all this rubbish. I'm not lamenting, that's for sure. I believe I've long come to terms with this love-hate relationship that I have with Reality.

Then again, I haven't quite severed ties with Dreamland.

Posted by Isabelle at 2:45 am