http://capuccino.blogsome.com My blog in English version. I know my poor language, but I try to make it well (I hope) ^-^ Sun, 22 Apr 2007 03:15:28 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en I write what I want. I write what I feel. Reality bites me when I was flying in my dream.I was dreaming yesterday. Stuck on mall. Like a Triwizard, when Harry stuck on maze (me, on mall -_-").Reality bites me out, and I’m still an half on concious.Dear God, I ... http://capuccino.blogsome.com/2007/04/22/18/ I just wanna let it go.Let me face up and fight as possible I canIt may seems heartless,but I can’t stand with this sadness anymore.Let me bring the truth,and put his experience lies within me.Without any sadness anymore.Coz I don’t want lying down in the same holes.My stupidness. My cowardness. ... http://capuccino.blogsome.com/2007/04/22/17/ Again, I hurt myself.I place it on darkness.No, I don’t fill it with shadow and poison anymore.I can’t think clearly.I can’t choose one of my choices.Coz I don’t know anything.Coz I don’t want to hurt myself anymore.Coz I need more than oxygen,when I face my biggest problems.My fear, I can’t ... http://capuccino.blogsome.com/2007/04/22/16/ Sweet and bitter. Come and go. Spin me to the fly. “Fly me to the moon. Let me know what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars..” (Fly Me to The Moon, Frank Sinatra) Difference can’t difuse in, but it can turnin one.. just like a bowl of cendol U can dance beneath the blue ... http://capuccino.blogsome.com/2007/04/22/poem/ Pink is everywhere, and so does heart-shape. I don’t have any plan for Valentine Day (VD), anyway. I won’t make a heart-shaped chocolate or cake, or giving something like the last year. Let it be like everyday. But inside, I’m still waiting for VD card from someone *blush*. FYI, I ... http://capuccino.blogsome.com/2007/02/07/valentine-day/ I am here. Do you remember? I’m waiting for you Do you remember? Hear my song, dear Whispering a thousand love  http://capuccino.blogsome.com/2007/01/17/12/ My life is just like a complicated drama, tragedy, comedy, and it called my own indie film, written by myself, unexpected ending. Sad, happy, or both of them, or neither. I don’t know. I don’t know where I will die, on loneliness, darkness or crowded place, full of colour, laugh, ... http://capuccino.blogsome.com/2006/08/13/my-life/ I’m tired and sleepy, but I can’t stop thinking about myself, what must I do, how they are, etc. Time’s running fastly, when I spending my time with my friends(s), where I can be myself, trully. Time’s running slowly, when I wasting my time with something I dislike or someone ... http://capuccino.blogsome.com/2006/07/25/time-is-running-out/ "Trying to find and define our own definition about beauty not only gives us a lot of new tought about many things : about how sometimes the way we think about beauty is so cliche and typical, how sometimes we forget to seek beauty from something unsoen, forget to seek ... http://capuccino.blogsome.com/2006/07/18/beauty/ I promised not to crying for you anymore Yes, I did. But my heart now crying. And I don’t know why.   http://capuccino.blogsome.com/2006/07/17/why/