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    December 27

    Snowing

    The weather outside is snowing.
    And I am looking it from my balcony.
    Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!
    December 20

    Christmas - Just for me

    Christmas is approaching and everyone is busy buying gifts.
    As for me, I have been shopping a lot in Zürich yesterday and today.
    All the stuff that I bought is for MYSELF.
    I can't remember when was the last time that I really shop for myself without thinking of buying for anyone else.
    I think I am crazy, I bought 5 shoes yesterday. 3 for working, 2 for casual. (Maybe because I haven't been shopping at all for a long time in Melbourne). I also got a good bargain at Tally WeWeijl. I bought 2 funny blouse for just CHF20 each. It's summer clothes anyway and it's winter now. That't the clearance.
    And today, I went to Zürich again. I bought myself two pairs of jeans from Miss Sixty (1 jean is a good bargain CHF89 and the other one is expensive but it's worth as they are from Italy) and a summer sandals for just CHF30. What a good bargain.
    And thanks God, finally I found a shop in Switzerland selling wine from Australia. I don't have much choice, so I bought a Shiraz for my host dad.
    It's really cold over here and I think I have been sleeping a lot and eating a lot.
    I am glad to be back here again after so many years and happy to see my host family again. They are the greatest gift that I ever received from God or from my exchange year in Switzerland and I love them like my own real parents.

    December 05

    Next week this day

    Next week this day, I am off from Australia.
    I can't wait. I really can't wait.
    I have planned my trip already.
    I will get my luggage to the office on Tuesday night,
    and then I will walk to the train station on Wednesday with my casual clothes in a bag.
    4.30pm sharp I will change my business attire into my casual clothes and catch a taxi to the airport and off I go....off I fly...
    Fly away from everything and leaving everything behind.
    I really can't wait.
    I haven't even started my packing yet!!! God! Help me!
    Don't worry, everything will be fine.
    December 03

    Count down

    9 more days to go, then I will be out from Australia.
    I can't wait!
    How I wish I am actually leaving tonight or tomorrow.
     
    Alissa...hold on to it!!!
    You can do it!

    Don McLean - Vincent (Starry, Starry Night)

    Starry, starry night.
    Paint your palette blue and grey,
    Look out on a summer's day,
    With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
    Shadows on the hills,
    Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
    Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
    In colors on the snowy linen land.

    Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
    How you suffered for your sanity,
    How you tried to set them free.
    They would not listen, they did not know how.
    Perhaps they'll listen now.

    Starry, starry night.
    Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
    Swirling clouds in violet haze,
    Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
    Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
    Weathered faces lined in pain,
    Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

    Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
    How you suffered for your sanity,
    How you tried to set them free.
    They would not listen, they did not know how.
    Perhaps they'll listen now.

    For they could not love you,
    But still your love was true.
    And when no hope was left in sight
    On that starry, starry night,
    You took your life, as lovers often do.
    But I could have told you, Vincent,
    This world was never meant for one
    As beautiful as you.

    Starry, starry night.
    Portraits hung in empty halls,
    Frameless head on nameless walls,
    With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
    Like the strangers that you've met,
    The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
    The silver thorn of bloody rose,
    Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

    Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
    How you suffered for your sanity,
    How you tried to set them free.
    They would not listen, they're not listening still.
    Perhaps they never will...