wanderlust.

you had me at hello. "If you're strong enough to say goodbye, life will reward you with a new hello."

i'm nicola. words and pictures express what i cant show by actions. little things capture me; decipher me, if you dare.

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sleep well, my love.

words cease in meaning. letters crumble before formation. the most beautiful things in life comes with no explanation. just like how you can’t explain why green tea ice cream is your favourite, or why you have a favourite pen, or your infatuation towards hello kitty. 

every once in awhile we feel these things, this pull of attraction. be it towards something that is breathing or an unanimated object. dwelling on the reason behind it would just take away it’s beauty. all we need to do is bask in happiness. because these things rarely happen, things rarely go anyone’s way anymore. my past was proof of that, how everything was just filled with trials and tribulations, time and time again. i guess everything comes with good timimg. if you didnt go through that part of your life, you probably wouldnt appreciate this part you have now. 

part and parcel.

nothing comes without sacrifice, if not, you aren’t fighting hard enough. 

sigh, can’t sleep right now, because i have a head of wet hair and am too lazy to blow dry. teerak’s sleeping and recovering from being sick. therefore, i deem tonight ‘boyfriend hoodie night’. 

fill my heart with song, and let me sing forever more.. 

x


i miss hong kong ): and my long hair ): sigh 


❝when you belittle somebody, you make yourself that much smaller. so congratulations, for being nothing significant. if you feel guilt reading this, you’re guilty. but only you will know it. because you hide it so well.. don’t you?❞

procrastination;

been wanting to post for ages now, but been too busy with hitting the books. maybe tommorw. to my teerak, i am sorry that everytime you come to my blog you are let down by your hopes of seeing something new ): so this one is for you. just so you have something to look at. jj.

though maybe nowadays we are starting to take less pictures, cause all we do is just laugh at each other and enjoy the company, but looking back at the old pictures still brings back the joy i had when i looked at them right after we took them. was browsing through a few.. (: 

kid tueng mak mak jaaaa.

goodnight world. and ps, his hair is growing already. no longer a baldy. just thought i’d put it out there.

maybe i will post something sentimental, or maybe some random pictures will suffice. i really do miss writing though. when i have the time, i will do everything i’ve been wanting to do, properly. shall see what tomorrow brings. 

x


and here’s another one (:


haven’t looked at my youtube channel in a long time. randomly checked it out today. and i found out that one of my covers has about 1500 views. which is alot to me. do check out! will be making more after my exams are over. (:


me; today.

me; today.



❝Character, like a photograph, develops in darkness.❞
(—— Yousuf Karsh  (via youngfolksociety)

(Source: tedmaximilian, via jesseharding)

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popcornbutterfly:

there’s somethingaboutairportsterminalsthe transient nature of it allthe beginningsand endsthe hellos and goodbyesthe welcomewith open armsand poignant farewellssignsthat this rightis life
(~P may 17, 2012)

popcornbutterfly:

there’s something
about
airports
terminals
the transient nature
of it all
the beginnings
and ends
the hellos
and goodbyes
the welcome
with open arms
and poignant
farewells
signs
that this right
is life

(~P may 17, 2012)