Legend Of Lup

   My mum arranged me to a driving school. The instructor name is Mr. Tong. Emm… doesn’t it sounds familiar? Oh yeah, same name as our physics teacher, Mr Thong! Haizz.. haha…

   I hav to travel to Uda Ocean to meet up with him because he doesn’t know where’s my house :p. I was late because the train was late! Haiz, malu saja coz 4 person was waiting for me. I met a pair of twins a another guy. Anyways, Mr Tong fetched us to the driving academy. The academy is in quite a bad condition..

   I was there around 9 am. Then went for registration and it took 3 freaking hours!!! The class was supposed to start at 10am and end at 3pm (5 hour KKP class). The class only started at 2pm and ended 3pm. Wat lar, u call this undang class?? So called undang class but it doesnt really serves it purpose! Got the latihan book and guide book.. Emm, i’ll hav to read it on my own?

This song catches my attention in Jay Chou’s new album November’s Chopin.

I’m listening to MAPLE by Jay Chou

Maple

The dark cloud places a piece of shadow in our hearts
I listen respectfully to my mood, which has already been quiet for a long time
Clear and transparent
Just like the beautiful scenery
It’s always only clear when seeing it in my memory

Can the heart, that has been thoroughly hurt, still continue to love me?
I make an effort to pull up the pair of hands that have no warmth
The tenderness in the past has already been locked by time
Only leaving sadness that doesn’t go away
The maple leaves slowly falling down are like thoughts
I light a candle to warm up the end of autumn
The northern lights plunder the edge of the sky
The northern wind brushes past the expressions of missing you
I take love and burn it into fallen leaves
Yet I can’t get back that familiar face

The maple leaves slowly falling down are like thoughts
Why must retrieving be hurried before winter comes?
Loving you passing through time
Two rows of tears from the end of autumn
Let love permeate through the ground
All I want is you to be by my side

The graceful red rain in between the mountainside
Withering with the north wind
I lightly swing the wind chimes
I want
To awaken the love that has been deserted
Snowflakes are already spread all over the ground
Deeply scared that the maple leaves outside the window have already become frozen

And thanks to Wai Luen who understands