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Hello! I'm XingXia and I love mangoes and blue and sweet stuffs!

Sunday, February 19, 2012
Y U NO NORMAL

I think I'm feeling quite sensitive these days. It's like I get frustrated and moody easily, just by a few words of others. How can I get into revising like this?! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!


It's been long since anything's up here. Poly life was kinda great, but it doesn't give me as much reasons and motivation to study. But I know I still have to do it.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

I hope my worst nightmare doesn't come true, because you're behaving like it does.
Maybe it's not in the case of a girl, but a group.
Maybe they are more important than me, I don't know.
But all I know is, if you truely love someone, all you want to do is to spend time with her right?
Why do I not feel that you are?

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Why even bother asking me?
There's no value in what I say anymore, isn't it?


You don't like me to tweet bout what I feel bout us, want me to tell you if anything's wrong.
But the thing is, I always get scolded when I tell you.
So how can I possibly tell you?

All I can do now is to hide how I feel deep inside, so that you don't find out.
I don't understand why do I have to be the one alway waiting, sacrificing and suffering.

Wait for you to reply,
Wait for you to reach,
Wait for you to be free,
Wait for you to stop all these.

Sacrificing my heart,
Sacrificing my feelings,
Sacrifing everything.

You used to take my hand everywhere all the time,
But then, i realised you don't even realised it when you didn't take it.
Even walked with your friends and leave me walking alone behind.
Even asked me why i walk so slow.
I don't understand you anymore baby.

It's not anyhow thinking anymore.
It's the truth now.
All I'm doing now is what you think is right.
Why is it that you're right all the time?
You don't listen to my heart anymore.

But how did I endure all these, I asked myself.
Because I love you.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

It's complicated. Sometimes when i think bout what you said, you seems right.
But then again, you're wrong. I dont know what now. All i know is that i love you.


I don't know why i can't write anything down when i see him.