Written while Drunk on Thoughts

8 Nov 2014

Once in a while, its good to look back

Remember that many times that I walked past London Eye and squeezed past the never ending tourist onto Westminster Bridge, hoping to get out of the crowd immediately. All I could think of is walking as fast as my legs are able to and as swift as my human-avoiding skill allows me to, never really stopped to admire the glorious House of Parliament, headed straight past Parliament Square just to get to the bus stop as fast as I could. Today, it dawned to me that I might have had looked up once in a while and stole glances of the House of Parliament and Big Ben, scanned through the square to see any interesting protest is going on there. But I never once turn my head at look back to where I come from.

The past should stay in the past for many reasons, my favourite one is "Why dwell on it when you can do nothing about it?" But yet I find myself thinking about it from time to time. Sometimes I wished things could be different, sometimes I wonder will I be thinking about other options if I were to make my decisions differently, sometimes I am glad that I followed the route I am on right now.

Most of the time, I shake my head and shrug it off, reminding myself" There is no point, no amount of thinking will make things different." But there are times that I find myself smiling or even grinning stupidly to myself. My decisions led me to what I am today and even though circumstances could be better than it is now, I will never change the way I did things."

Never look back, unless its to see how far you've come. The past may be an ugly mess, heck, the present may be an even messier time but *lets pull out the cliche* c'est la Vie. Messier life are more fun anyway. So to every mistake I made, thank you for teaching me a lesson. For every person that came in my life, thank you for helping me grow. For everyone that left, thank you for helping me realise sometime in life I have to just "let it be". For each and everyone that stayed, thank you for staying and I love you all.


5 Nov 2014

Obsessed




La Vie En Rose


Des yeux qui font baisser les miens

Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche

Voilà le portrait sans retouche

De l’homme auquel j’appartiens

Quand il me prend dans ses bras

Il me parle tout bas

Je vois la vie en rose

Il me dit des mots d’amour

Des mots de tous les jours

Et ça me fait quelque chose

Il est entré dans mon coeur

Une part de bonheur

Dont je connais la cause

C’est lui pour moi, moi pour lui dans la vie

Il me l’a dit, l’a juré pour la vie

Et dès que je l’aperçois

Alors je sens en moi

Mon coeur qui bat

Des nuits d’amour à plus finir

Un grand bonheur qui prend sa place

Les ennuis, les chagrins s’effacent

Heureux, heureux à en mourir

Quand il me prend dans ses bras

Il me parle tout bas

Je vois la vie en rose

Il me dit des mots d’amour

Des mots de tous les jours

Et ça me fait quelque chose

Il est entré dans mon coeur

Une part de bonheur

Dont je connais la cause

C’est toi pour moi, moi pour lui dans la vie

Il me l’a dit, l’a juré pour la vie

Et dès que je l’aperçois

Alors je sens en moi

Mon coeur qui bat


I could probably translate a total of 10 words from French to English, so I looked for a proper translation online. There are plenty of translations for this song as languages are not meant to be translated literally. I've looked through a few and this particular one is beautifully translated.




With eyes which make mine lower,

A smile which is lost on his lips,

That's the unembellished portrait

Of the man to whom I belong.


When he takes me in his arms

He speaks to me in a low voice,

I see life as if it were rose-tinted.


He whispers words to declare to me his love

Words of the everyday

And that does something to me.


He has entered into my heart

A piece of happiness

the cause of which I know full well.


It's him for me, me for him in life

He said that to me, swore to me "forever".


And as soon as I see him

So I feel in me

My heart which beats


May the nights on which we make love never end,

A great joy which takes its place

The trouble, the grief are removed

Content, content to die of it


When he takes me in his arms

He speaks to me in a very low voice,

I see life as if it were rose-tinted.


He whispers words to declare to me his love

Words of the everyday

And that does something to me.


He has entered into my heart

A piece of happiness

the cause of which I recognise.


It's him for me, me for him in life

He said that to me, swore to me forever.


And as soon as I see him

So do I feel in me

My heart which beats


Taken from http://lyricstranslate.com/en/la-vie-en-rose-la-vie-en-rose.html-2#ixzz3Ha0tYWP2