Thursday, January 29, 2009
Allow me to tell you a story ...
this story is special as i doesn't start with a "long long time ago" phase and neither does it involves any villain to spice this story up ...
this i just a story about 3 hours of my life ...
the setting of this story is in an airport ...
a boy was waiting for the love of his life to fly back to singapore ...
he is wearing his new pink shirt just to give this special gal something to notice him about him the moment she steps out of that glass door
well this is not your ordinary wait-and-it-will-happen story as this boy doesn't know when is his gal coming back and neither does he know which plane is she taking ...
it is not that he forgot about the flight, it is this stubborn gal refused to tell this boy anything about this flight as she didn't want him to wait for her since the flight is so late at night.
anw there he is waiting at the airport terminal ... well it must say that he is brave enough to take his chance to wait for her at the terminal even though he is not sure when will she return ...
so he waited from 2130 .... he sat down outside the passenger arrival place and listened to his ipod ... 2230 he saw the plane to arrival but sadly she is not on the plane however the guy sitting beside him saw the gal that he is waiting for and was hugging on tightly to his tearing galfriend ... 2300 he counldn't take the weariness and ordered a cup of irish cuppacinao ...
2330 he finally managed to call through her phone even though no 1 picked up but he is happy because he know that she is back ... 2400 he fially saw her jus when he turned to walk off ... she hugged him and refused to let go ...
well they kissed ... and lookde into each outher's eyes ... you know the rest of the story ....
what we could have been, 7:29 pm.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Happy New Year ...
even though i am like alone for this new year but i can still feel the happiness of all the ppl around me ... haha
hmmmm the fact that i cant talk to dear yesterday night made me feel so ... so uncomfortable ...
well no choice ma so i can only hope that i can survive through this few days ba ....
what we could have been, 9:48 am.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Hmmmmm looks like someone jus invaded into my blog and canceled my previous entry and added something on her own .... haha
Anw it is new year eve today and i am right here ... sitting here in the middle of my lifeless living room thinking whether is there anything that i can do to get myself back into the festival ... Well i guess i won't be feeling too much difference from last year's new year ba ...
To all the people who is celebrating their new year with their love ones ... treasure ba ... it is something that cannot be taken for granted ... it is only when you don have it then you will feel the loss ....
Happy new year ...
what we could have been, 7:51 am.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
have you ever tried celebrating new year by being alone at home?
i have ... twice ...
before i hide myself in my room .... i just want to tell everyine a very happy new year ...
the new year will be different this year.
because I know, that no matter where dear is, she will think of me every single second. alright maybe not every second, you get my idea, she'll do it whenever often enough to make me smile.
guess i'll sneeze frequently for the next four days.
-sweetheart, i promised that i'll walk the aisle tgt with you. you're never alone<143
what we could have been, 11:36 am.
Friday, January 16, 2009
*What Does Love Mean?*A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:
"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all even when his hands got arthritis, too. That's Love. Rebecca - age 8
When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4
"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." Karl - age 5
"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French Fries without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy - age 6
"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." Terri - age 4
"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7
"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss" Emily - age 8
"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)
"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate." Nikka - age 6
"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it
everyday." Noelle - age 7
"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6
"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." Cindy - age 8
"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare - age 6
"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine-age 5
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." Chris - age 7
"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age 4
"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old
clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4
"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you" Karen - age 7
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross." Mark - age 6
"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget," Jessica - age 8
And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. (Now this will melt your heart.) The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When
his Mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."
what we could have been, 8:48 pm.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
The story goes ...it has been a while ever since i broke up with her, i managed to make myself stop think about her ... it wasn't easy but i managed to do it .... at least i think so ...
i met someone along my life without her ... someone who promised not to leave me the way she did ... without a trace ...
Anyway today here i am standing at this place waiting for her to arrive just like the way i use to when i was still with her ...
she called ...
she called me again ... after so long ... she said the person that she left me for, just left her for another gal ... somehow i am not happy ... not at all ...
somehow deep down inside me i don't want her to get hurt ... especially the way i felt after she left me ...
.....
there she is standing at the staircase like she usually would ... looking at me ... with that look in her eyes ... the look that i have long forgotten ... the look that i have tried so hard to forget ...
i walked over to her. without saying a word,she hugged me ... it felt so warm ... yet the warmth felt so foreign ...
she looked at me into my eyes ... and she leaned forward ...
at that moment, i panicked. i can't. i can't allow myself to make another mistake ..
i pulled her away from me, looked at her for the last time and turned ...
without looking back ... because i am afraid that i am not brave enough to walk off just like that ...
so it happened, it rained ...
looking at the pouring sky ... i turned back ... all i can see is her walking into the pouring rain ...
i stoned for a moment ... after that moment ... i ran ...
i ran all the way back to her side and shield her from the heartless rain ...
the reason is because of a promise ... i promised her before that i won't let her be in the rain no matter what ...
a promise is a promise ...
there she was in my arms again ...
she looked at me again
and said
do you remember another promise you made to me ?
you promised that you won't ever push me away de ....
with that she leaned forward again ...
there we were kissing ... embracing each other in the middle of the rain ...
what we could have been, 7:34 pm.
Sunday, January 04, 2009
9 months le ... somehow it doesn't feel like it has been so long and yet it felt like we have been in love since forever ...9 month of love care concern and all the things that you have given me ... is all the things that i will treasure for the rest of my life ... i know that i am not perfect but the love that i promise you and all the love that you have shown me is ...
9 months le i enjoyed going out with you and trying new thing with you ... like all the adventures, meeting your parents, getting chased out of the library, see you screaming in the cable car, and much much more ....
I love you
my Goregina Celestina .... and ... and tu zi hehe ....
what we could have been, 7:49 am.
