what you want me to do?
"What you want me to do?" I really don't know what I want you to do....
Sick to the core today after yesterday drink session with the gals. Should not have drink so much... i know i sure have a very bad hangover today... know that you dont like me to drink coz i'm a lousy drinker... know that you keep asking me to stop drinking on the phone... but can't help it... wanted to but no will to...
It was a enjoyable session yesterday... we watched the movie "The notebook" by nickolas sparks. Like his romance stories but always feel that it has a touch of saddness in his ending.... for example, "message in a bottle" why has the male lead die... is it to remind us that you should treasure every moment with the person we love and not dwell in the past and hurt each other?
The notebook synopsis:
A man (James Garner) reads from his faded notebook to a woman in a nursing home (Gena Rowlands). The story he tells follows the lives of two North Carolina teens from very different worlds (Ryan Gosling, Rachel McAdams). Though her upbringing takes place in an antebellum mansion and he grew up in the kind of house where musicians jam on the porch, that doesn't stop Noah and Allie from spending one indelible summer together before they are separated, first by her parents and then by WWII.
After the soldiers come home, everything is different. Allie is engaged to a successful businessman and Noah lives alone with his memories in a 200-year-old house he lovingly restores. But when Allie sees an article in a local paper about Noah's handiwork, she knows that she's got to find him and make a decision once and for all about the path her life and her love must take.
Do here looks like the scenerio of notebook? Telling you stories of what happen to the lost you? Hoping that all these will wake you up again...
After the show, we drank... its so fun when a person get drunk.. they become so true... and when u thought u are the only one having problem... you realised that people around do have their own problem... just that when you are conscious you can choose not to think about it....
Missed you so much, especially today. Wished so much that you can actually put down your work and accompany today. But I know you won't... If it was before... you probably will rush down and check on me... hate the present you... who is just a voice/text in my handphone... but what can I ask you to do?... even when I threaten to kill myself... all you can do is plead in the handphone...
wish that the person who turn up at the door step was you and not dar dar, the person who brought me bread is you and not dar dar... to cheer me up was you and not dar dar... where were you? around in my handphone- when you say you will be around for me...
your tolerance for my present is getting lower... and everytime when I want to speak up my mind... I was afraid that those emotionaless words will mean a scolding to you... just like I feel like I'm disturbing you in this remaining space we have... the space that you once said you hate it coz its emotionaless... just like in this virtual space where I chat with you... where I share my everyday life with you...
Told my friend to stop stepping into my space... told him I can't love anymore... don't want to hurt him... true enough he still hold the candle for me all this while... don't know is a blessing or a curse... that everyone around seems to tell me the same thing: I have been waiting for you all these while..been liking you for a very long time... and yet I myself don't know what love is all about... I thought I knew when I met you... that's why you are the only bf that I named it as love in my handphone... you are my answer to the meaning of love...But anyway, he is cool with it and he know that, I may not love him. He just want to be by my side, be it i treat him as a friends. I'm glad GOD loves me and I thank him for sending angels to be by my side always...
Some time, I hate blog coz I'm like torn between the real you and the virtual you... that's why sometime i felt that all these happening now is a dream... it makes no different is it not, its just a bunch of text be it in here or in the sms.... you are just a make believe... its so hard to put everything past me... can't understand what really has happen to you... all I know is that the present you is someone I don't know... like you have a 360' change to a stranger which is familiar yet distance....
Yesterday heard from kaixin that mooncake festival is round the corner... think back a few months ago... we thought of going back to east coast again to celebrate it... one year ago... we were building a heart with candles in the sand... sitting at the beach watching couples carry lanterns and children running around in the sand. People throwing firecrakers in to the sea. I remember I said: how inconsiderate all these people are, polluting the sea and killing the fishes....we said to each other that we will come here every year to celebrate and many more happy years to come... and who had knew that its going to be the last mooncake festival that we going to be celebrating together... all this starts to make me think of the dreadfull christmas day is coming...
Sick to the core today after yesterday drink session with the gals. Should not have drink so much... i know i sure have a very bad hangover today... know that you dont like me to drink coz i'm a lousy drinker... know that you keep asking me to stop drinking on the phone... but can't help it... wanted to but no will to...
It was a enjoyable session yesterday... we watched the movie "The notebook" by nickolas sparks. Like his romance stories but always feel that it has a touch of saddness in his ending.... for example, "message in a bottle" why has the male lead die... is it to remind us that you should treasure every moment with the person we love and not dwell in the past and hurt each other?
The notebook synopsis:
A man (James Garner) reads from his faded notebook to a woman in a nursing home (Gena Rowlands). The story he tells follows the lives of two North Carolina teens from very different worlds (Ryan Gosling, Rachel McAdams). Though her upbringing takes place in an antebellum mansion and he grew up in the kind of house where musicians jam on the porch, that doesn't stop Noah and Allie from spending one indelible summer together before they are separated, first by her parents and then by WWII.
After the soldiers come home, everything is different. Allie is engaged to a successful businessman and Noah lives alone with his memories in a 200-year-old house he lovingly restores. But when Allie sees an article in a local paper about Noah's handiwork, she knows that she's got to find him and make a decision once and for all about the path her life and her love must take.
Do here looks like the scenerio of notebook? Telling you stories of what happen to the lost you? Hoping that all these will wake you up again...
After the show, we drank... its so fun when a person get drunk.. they become so true... and when u thought u are the only one having problem... you realised that people around do have their own problem... just that when you are conscious you can choose not to think about it....
Missed you so much, especially today. Wished so much that you can actually put down your work and accompany today. But I know you won't... If it was before... you probably will rush down and check on me... hate the present you... who is just a voice/text in my handphone... but what can I ask you to do?... even when I threaten to kill myself... all you can do is plead in the handphone...
wish that the person who turn up at the door step was you and not dar dar, the person who brought me bread is you and not dar dar... to cheer me up was you and not dar dar... where were you? around in my handphone- when you say you will be around for me...
your tolerance for my present is getting lower... and everytime when I want to speak up my mind... I was afraid that those emotionaless words will mean a scolding to you... just like I feel like I'm disturbing you in this remaining space we have... the space that you once said you hate it coz its emotionaless... just like in this virtual space where I chat with you... where I share my everyday life with you...
Told my friend to stop stepping into my space... told him I can't love anymore... don't want to hurt him... true enough he still hold the candle for me all this while... don't know is a blessing or a curse... that everyone around seems to tell me the same thing: I have been waiting for you all these while..been liking you for a very long time... and yet I myself don't know what love is all about... I thought I knew when I met you... that's why you are the only bf that I named it as love in my handphone... you are my answer to the meaning of love...But anyway, he is cool with it and he know that, I may not love him. He just want to be by my side, be it i treat him as a friends. I'm glad GOD loves me and I thank him for sending angels to be by my side always...
Some time, I hate blog coz I'm like torn between the real you and the virtual you... that's why sometime i felt that all these happening now is a dream... it makes no different is it not, its just a bunch of text be it in here or in the sms.... you are just a make believe... its so hard to put everything past me... can't understand what really has happen to you... all I know is that the present you is someone I don't know... like you have a 360' change to a stranger which is familiar yet distance....
Yesterday heard from kaixin that mooncake festival is round the corner... think back a few months ago... we thought of going back to east coast again to celebrate it... one year ago... we were building a heart with candles in the sand... sitting at the beach watching couples carry lanterns and children running around in the sand. People throwing firecrakers in to the sea. I remember I said: how inconsiderate all these people are, polluting the sea and killing the fishes....we said to each other that we will come here every year to celebrate and many more happy years to come... and who had knew that its going to be the last mooncake festival that we going to be celebrating together... all this starts to make me think of the dreadfull christmas day is coming...
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