soh soh see lah see lah soh lah see see see see lah see lah soh...

and then he goes right back to muttering chinese words my mind just refuses to comprehend.

jay chou, i mean.

that was one point in my life where i believed wholeheartedly - with every fiber in me - that qing tian was the be all and end all (i pray to god i'm using this term correctly). it was the song that captured my heart, in a heartbeat. like a breath and a breeze. and the scene in which it was set in will always hold a place in me. i could close my eyes and still see it unfold, time and time again in my mind's eye.

truth be told, i'm lost. i'm a lost little girl all over again. leaving design school, i feel like i've left my shell behind. i feel scared and alone, like i've walked away from everything i've known for three years.

which, thinking about it, i have. i am.

design school was my security blanket. my first love. finding myself. heartaches and heartbreaks.