I cried... Tears, I shall hold no more... River of tears flowing through the valleys... Overflowing... overflowing...
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
J'ai pleuré...
I cried... Tears, I shall hold no more... River of tears flowing through the valleys... Overflowing... overflowing...
I cried... Tears, I shall hold no more... River of tears flowing through the valleys... Overflowing... overflowing...
Monday, February 27, 2006
Someone just emailed me a website, http://www.handwritingwizard.com/, a handwriting self test. I did it and find it pretty interesting... below is the analysis... ermmm... 75% to 80% are right bah.... Trt it out... quite interesting...
******* The Analysis Starts Here *******
For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Jim has left lots of white space on the all four borders of the paper. Jim fills up just the center area of the page. If this is true, then Jim has a particular shyness toward people and a fear of moving too fast in any direction. In some cultures, respecting people, rules, and adhering to protocol are ways of life. The right side of the page represents the future and the left side represents the past. Jim seems a bit stuck in the middle, afraid to take action. Jim seems to have a fear of looking bad or of crossing boundries. It will be easy to work with Jim on a team, because Jim will usually follow the rules. However, this desire to respect the boundries can often be construed as a lack of confidence and people will walk over Jim if he is not careful.
Jim exaggerates about everything that has a physical nature. Although he may not intend to deceive or mislead, he blows things way out of proportion because that is the way he views them. He will be a good story teller. This exaggeration relates to all areas of his material world. Jim allows many people into his life because he is accepting and trusting. He is sometimes called gullible by his friends. That only really means that he trusts too many people. Jim has a vivid imagination.
Jim is constantly disappointed when trying to reach success. He works very hard, perhaps harder than most, then just before succeeding, something happens that keeps him from success. Often, Jim changes to a second project just before the first one is finished, thus failing to complete the first project. Sometimes he changes because he feels he needs a different challenge. Jim feels dejected. This feeling relates to his failures. This trait is very important in a working situation and in a relationship. He must be handled in a very special way to get the most work from him or to make a relationship last. Concerning this trait, personality modification is available to change his life.
Jim has a tendency to put things off, Jim procrastinates. He sometimes pretends to be busy, so he will not have to do whatever he is putting off. He is often late to appointments or deadlines. This usually leads to a great amount of effort at the last minute to meet the deadline. Procrastination is an important factor as it relates to his output on the job or at school. Remember, Jim will put it off until later. Procrastination is easily overcome through a simple stroke adjustment in the handwriting.
Jim is sarcastic. This is a defense mechanism designed to protect his ego when he feels hurt. He pokes people harder than he gets poked. These sarcastic remarks can be very funny. They can also be harsh, bitter, and caustic at the same time.
Jim's true self-image is unreasonably low. Someone once told Jim that he wasn't a great and beautiful person, and he believed them. Jim also has a fear that he might fail if he takes large risks. Therefore he resists setting his goals too high, risking failure. He doesn't have the internal confidence that frees him to take risks and chance failure. Jim is capable of accomplishing much more than he is presently achieving. All this relates to his self-esteem. Jim's self-concept is artificially low. Jim will stay in a bad situation much too long... why? Because he is afraid that if he makes a change, it might get worse. It is hard for Jim to plan too far into the future. He kind of takes things on a day to day basis. He may tell you his dreams but he is living in today, with a fear of making a change. No matter how loud he speaks, look at his actions. This is perhaps the biggest single barrier to happiness people not believing in and loving themselves. Jim is an example of someone living with a low self-image, because their innate self-confidence was broken.
In reference to Jim's mental abilities, he has a very investigating and creating mind. He investigates projects rapidly because he is curious about many things. He gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but he soon must slow down and look at all the angles. He probably gets too many things going at once. When Jim slows down, then he becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, he must slow down to do it. He then decides what projects he has time to finish. Thus he finishes at a slower pace than when he started the project. He has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. His mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. He can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Jim can then switch into his low gear. When he is in the slower mode, he can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. He is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.
Diplomacy is one of Jim's best attributes. He has the ability to say what others want to hear. He can have tact with others. He has the ability to state things in such a way as to not offend someone else. Jim can disagree without being disagreeable.
Jim is not facing something going on in his life today. He is deceiving himself about it. Often, Jim's opinion of himself is different than those around him. This trait gives Jim the ability to deny anything that does not agree with his "truth." This trait is not always something negative. It is only a defense mechanism allowing Jim not to face some reality in his life at this time.
Jim uses judgment to make decisions. He is ruled by his head, not his heart. He is a cool, collected person who is usually unexpressive emotionally. Some may see him as unemotional. He does have emotions but has no need to express them. He is withdrawn into himself and enjoys being alone. The circumstances when Jim does express emotions include: extreme anger, extreme passion, and tremendous stress. If someone gets him mad enough to tell him off, he will not be sorry about it later. He puts a mark in his mind when someone angers him. He keeps track of these marks and when he hits that last mark he will let them know they have gone too far. He is ruled somewhat by self-interest. All his conclusions are made without outside emotional influence. He is very level-headed and will remain calm in an emergency situation. In a situation where other people might get hysterical, he has poise. Jim will work more efficiently if given space and time to be alone. He would rather not be surrounded by people constantly. In a relationship, he will show his love by the things he does rather than by the things he says. Saying "I love you" is not a needed routine because he feels his mate should already know. The only exception to this is if he has logically concluded that it is best for his mate to hear him express his love verbally. Jim is not subject to emotional appeals. If someone is selling a product to him, they will need to present only the facts. They should present them from a standpoint of his sound judgment. He will not be taken in by an emotional story about someone else. He will meet emergencies without getting hysterical and he will always ask "Is this best for me?"
People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Jim doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others.
******* The Analysis Starts Here *******
For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Jim has left lots of white space on the all four borders of the paper. Jim fills up just the center area of the page. If this is true, then Jim has a particular shyness toward people and a fear of moving too fast in any direction. In some cultures, respecting people, rules, and adhering to protocol are ways of life. The right side of the page represents the future and the left side represents the past. Jim seems a bit stuck in the middle, afraid to take action. Jim seems to have a fear of looking bad or of crossing boundries. It will be easy to work with Jim on a team, because Jim will usually follow the rules. However, this desire to respect the boundries can often be construed as a lack of confidence and people will walk over Jim if he is not careful.
Jim exaggerates about everything that has a physical nature. Although he may not intend to deceive or mislead, he blows things way out of proportion because that is the way he views them. He will be a good story teller. This exaggeration relates to all areas of his material world. Jim allows many people into his life because he is accepting and trusting. He is sometimes called gullible by his friends. That only really means that he trusts too many people. Jim has a vivid imagination.
Jim is constantly disappointed when trying to reach success. He works very hard, perhaps harder than most, then just before succeeding, something happens that keeps him from success. Often, Jim changes to a second project just before the first one is finished, thus failing to complete the first project. Sometimes he changes because he feels he needs a different challenge. Jim feels dejected. This feeling relates to his failures. This trait is very important in a working situation and in a relationship. He must be handled in a very special way to get the most work from him or to make a relationship last. Concerning this trait, personality modification is available to change his life.
Jim has a tendency to put things off, Jim procrastinates. He sometimes pretends to be busy, so he will not have to do whatever he is putting off. He is often late to appointments or deadlines. This usually leads to a great amount of effort at the last minute to meet the deadline. Procrastination is an important factor as it relates to his output on the job or at school. Remember, Jim will put it off until later. Procrastination is easily overcome through a simple stroke adjustment in the handwriting.
Jim is sarcastic. This is a defense mechanism designed to protect his ego when he feels hurt. He pokes people harder than he gets poked. These sarcastic remarks can be very funny. They can also be harsh, bitter, and caustic at the same time.
Jim's true self-image is unreasonably low. Someone once told Jim that he wasn't a great and beautiful person, and he believed them. Jim also has a fear that he might fail if he takes large risks. Therefore he resists setting his goals too high, risking failure. He doesn't have the internal confidence that frees him to take risks and chance failure. Jim is capable of accomplishing much more than he is presently achieving. All this relates to his self-esteem. Jim's self-concept is artificially low. Jim will stay in a bad situation much too long... why? Because he is afraid that if he makes a change, it might get worse. It is hard for Jim to plan too far into the future. He kind of takes things on a day to day basis. He may tell you his dreams but he is living in today, with a fear of making a change. No matter how loud he speaks, look at his actions. This is perhaps the biggest single barrier to happiness people not believing in and loving themselves. Jim is an example of someone living with a low self-image, because their innate self-confidence was broken.
In reference to Jim's mental abilities, he has a very investigating and creating mind. He investigates projects rapidly because he is curious about many things. He gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but he soon must slow down and look at all the angles. He probably gets too many things going at once. When Jim slows down, then he becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, he must slow down to do it. He then decides what projects he has time to finish. Thus he finishes at a slower pace than when he started the project. He has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. His mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. He can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Jim can then switch into his low gear. When he is in the slower mode, he can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. He is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.
Diplomacy is one of Jim's best attributes. He has the ability to say what others want to hear. He can have tact with others. He has the ability to state things in such a way as to not offend someone else. Jim can disagree without being disagreeable.
Jim is not facing something going on in his life today. He is deceiving himself about it. Often, Jim's opinion of himself is different than those around him. This trait gives Jim the ability to deny anything that does not agree with his "truth." This trait is not always something negative. It is only a defense mechanism allowing Jim not to face some reality in his life at this time.
Jim uses judgment to make decisions. He is ruled by his head, not his heart. He is a cool, collected person who is usually unexpressive emotionally. Some may see him as unemotional. He does have emotions but has no need to express them. He is withdrawn into himself and enjoys being alone. The circumstances when Jim does express emotions include: extreme anger, extreme passion, and tremendous stress. If someone gets him mad enough to tell him off, he will not be sorry about it later. He puts a mark in his mind when someone angers him. He keeps track of these marks and when he hits that last mark he will let them know they have gone too far. He is ruled somewhat by self-interest. All his conclusions are made without outside emotional influence. He is very level-headed and will remain calm in an emergency situation. In a situation where other people might get hysterical, he has poise. Jim will work more efficiently if given space and time to be alone. He would rather not be surrounded by people constantly. In a relationship, he will show his love by the things he does rather than by the things he says. Saying "I love you" is not a needed routine because he feels his mate should already know. The only exception to this is if he has logically concluded that it is best for his mate to hear him express his love verbally. Jim is not subject to emotional appeals. If someone is selling a product to him, they will need to present only the facts. They should present them from a standpoint of his sound judgment. He will not be taken in by an emotional story about someone else. He will meet emergencies without getting hysterical and he will always ask "Is this best for me?"
People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Jim doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
I just watch the 2006 Torino Olympics Exhibition Gala... and the ladies gold medalist, Shizuka Arakawa from Japan, caught my attention... She is good... graceful... fantastic... Here the video... Enjoy!!
Thursday, February 23, 2006
A journey backs home, a home where I can rest and recuperate for a longer battle. A battle that is so much harsher than before. I need to go home and rest… It is a long journey… There lies a tavern, a memorable one. A tavern that I used to stop and rest for awhile and waited for her to continue the journey.
A war broke up not long after, families were torn apart, people feared, and nation was divided but people tried living as normal… It was an unexpected war, a war that come so quickly and ends so swiftly. It was never mentioned again.
Life still goes on despite the aftermath of the war are in the air… I embarked my journey home from the city. I decided to take the usual route. Although it is much longer but it is definitely a much comfy ride home and it will surely go past that memorable tavern.
Ever since the war, I always chose this route to go home from the city, hoping to see her at the tavern but never once I met her. Perhaps the war really separated us. It had become a routine for me, a routine for me to wait for her but now I am no longer to do so, the war ceased my privilege.
I embarked this journey home, on the caravan, there were chatters of the recent death of a great pioneer minister of our state, and I felt sorrowed and sad that we had lost another capable leader. The recent death of many great pioneer leaders of state seemed to be like a prophecy, “The young ones should rise!”
I was so amazed by the accolades of what this late leader, truly amazed by his speeches and actions. At this moment, the caravan went past the tavern and I saw her… I wanted to shout at her but no voice came out. I know I am not allowed to. I stared at her through the little opening, I wondered if she saw me.
The caravan soon left the tavern; I did not get off as it is forbidden. I became so lost in thoughts, flashes of memories… I was holding back my tears, felt my heart being stabbed and stabbed… Again and again… The pain was beyond description, beyond what I can contained. The journey home went on.
People were cheering when the caravan reached my hometown. A hometown so peaceful and quiet yet so colourful and filled with life. I was standing at the pier, still pretty lost in thoughts; undecided on how was I going back home. I looked at the woods ahead, I said to myself, “I shall walk home today”
The images of her never left my mind, in fact still hovering around me, haunting me of the terrible war. A war that was never meant to happen. A strong gush of wind was blowing across my cheek, a wind so strong that I never experience before. It went cutting at my cheek and it bled. Yes, it’s hurt but it is not as painful as my heart after being stabbed. The wound was healed but the injury is prominent.
The woods was quiet, the sky was dark. I walked on double paces, hoping to reach home before it rained. I looked around, I wondered, “Where are the singing of the lovely birds? Where are the buzzing of the busy bees?” Perhaps they went to hide, feared of this bruised and battered man. I shall not blame them.
I opened the door, felt so lethargic like never before. I fell straight for the bed and started to ponder what had happen, hoping to get some sleep after thinking. The more I thought, the more I depressed I felt. I couldn’t help it but shed a tear. Not for her but for me, a tear shed for my effort went to waste. A hero of the war that was never recongnised. I lit the candle by my table, and started writing my story.
A war broke up not long after, families were torn apart, people feared, and nation was divided but people tried living as normal… It was an unexpected war, a war that come so quickly and ends so swiftly. It was never mentioned again.
Life still goes on despite the aftermath of the war are in the air… I embarked my journey home from the city. I decided to take the usual route. Although it is much longer but it is definitely a much comfy ride home and it will surely go past that memorable tavern.
Ever since the war, I always chose this route to go home from the city, hoping to see her at the tavern but never once I met her. Perhaps the war really separated us. It had become a routine for me, a routine for me to wait for her but now I am no longer to do so, the war ceased my privilege.
I embarked this journey home, on the caravan, there were chatters of the recent death of a great pioneer minister of our state, and I felt sorrowed and sad that we had lost another capable leader. The recent death of many great pioneer leaders of state seemed to be like a prophecy, “The young ones should rise!”
I was so amazed by the accolades of what this late leader, truly amazed by his speeches and actions. At this moment, the caravan went past the tavern and I saw her… I wanted to shout at her but no voice came out. I know I am not allowed to. I stared at her through the little opening, I wondered if she saw me.
The caravan soon left the tavern; I did not get off as it is forbidden. I became so lost in thoughts, flashes of memories… I was holding back my tears, felt my heart being stabbed and stabbed… Again and again… The pain was beyond description, beyond what I can contained. The journey home went on.
People were cheering when the caravan reached my hometown. A hometown so peaceful and quiet yet so colourful and filled with life. I was standing at the pier, still pretty lost in thoughts; undecided on how was I going back home. I looked at the woods ahead, I said to myself, “I shall walk home today”
The images of her never left my mind, in fact still hovering around me, haunting me of the terrible war. A war that was never meant to happen. A strong gush of wind was blowing across my cheek, a wind so strong that I never experience before. It went cutting at my cheek and it bled. Yes, it’s hurt but it is not as painful as my heart after being stabbed. The wound was healed but the injury is prominent.
The woods was quiet, the sky was dark. I walked on double paces, hoping to reach home before it rained. I looked around, I wondered, “Where are the singing of the lovely birds? Where are the buzzing of the busy bees?” Perhaps they went to hide, feared of this bruised and battered man. I shall not blame them.
I opened the door, felt so lethargic like never before. I fell straight for the bed and started to ponder what had happen, hoping to get some sleep after thinking. The more I thought, the more I depressed I felt. I couldn’t help it but shed a tear. Not for her but for me, a tear shed for my effort went to waste. A hero of the war that was never recongnised. I lit the candle by my table, and started writing my story.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
http://kevan.org/johari?name=ahdai
Hey... just read some blog and discover this very fun thing... All my frds... please do this short "quiz".... help me to know my weakness and strenghts... okay?? kekee....
Hey... just read some blog and discover this very fun thing... All my frds... please do this short "quiz".... help me to know my weakness and strenghts... okay?? kekee....
Friday, February 17, 2006
Just watch "My Fair Lady" again... I simply love it... here is something to share with u all... It really touched my heart... really reflect some thoughts I have in my mind... just some ordinary song in the movie but look carefully at the lyrics...
I’ve grown accustomed to her face
Professor Higgins
Damn!! Damn!! Damn!! Damn!!
I’ve grown accustomed to her face!
She almost makes the day begin.
I’ve grown accustomed to the tune
She whistles night and noon.
Her smiles. Her frowns.
Her ups, her downs,
Are second nature to me now;
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I was serenely independent and content before we met.
Surely I can always be that way again-
And yet
I’ve grown accustomed to her looks,
Accustomed to her voice;
Accustomed to her face.
But I’m so used to hear her say “Good morning” ev’ry day.
Her joys, her woes,
Her highs, her lows,
Are second nature to me now;
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I’m very grateful she’s a woman
and so easy to forget;
Rather like a habit
One can always break and yet,
I’ve grown accustomed to the trace
Of something in the air;
Accustomed to her face.
I’ve grown accustomed to her face
Professor Higgins
Damn!! Damn!! Damn!! Damn!!
I’ve grown accustomed to her face!
She almost makes the day begin.
I’ve grown accustomed to the tune
She whistles night and noon.
Her smiles. Her frowns.
Her ups, her downs,
Are second nature to me now;
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I was serenely independent and content before we met.
Surely I can always be that way again-
And yet
I’ve grown accustomed to her looks,
Accustomed to her voice;
Accustomed to her face.
But I’m so used to hear her say “Good morning” ev’ry day.
Her joys, her woes,
Her highs, her lows,
Are second nature to me now;
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I’m very grateful she’s a woman
and so easy to forget;
Rather like a habit
One can always break and yet,
I’ve grown accustomed to the trace
Of something in the air;
Accustomed to her face.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Just return from XTOMIC... saw some flashback videos... so fun... so nice... so heartwarming... kekee... ya.. gave everyone in XTOMIC some surprises today... so glad to see smiles on their faces after a day of tired work... kekee... Oh ya... I will have an interview at Jurong Island tomolo... How's exciting to see all those pipes and towers again... kekee...
Monday, February 13, 2006
Just went to library do some read up on Petrolchemical Economic.... saw kenneth there.... wat a small world... kekee...
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Met up with another bunch of my polymates for dinner at Marina South on Sat... well, these group of frds are the bunch of monkeys that I hanged around during poly... I remember the time when we skipped class together to play CS, yes, JoN... always headshot us... Yes, AlviN, aka aHsHiN, always kena the watermelon head.... hahaha... OOOh ya, gotta mention Wilson, aka Ah ni, the best shooter... and of course Kenneth, aka beng or CroW, the phatom killer... hahaha... thinking about it... i really miss all those times... well... Audrey is so nice to cook the food for me... ermmm, well, she overfed me... hahahaha...
Well, after makaning... we went to Sixth Ave for a drink at the Lazy Lizard Pub which have a logo of JoN's long time favourite... hahaha... he used to draw that little lizard on all over notes... hahaha... the Koh's Brothers sat in the lorry to the the pub... how nice... always love to take lorry... kekee... who's the Koh Brothers, you may ask... Wilson Koh, Kenneth Koh and ME, Jim Koh.... hahahaha....
Enjoyable nitez... JoN!!! i gonna miss you... I hope I can visit you in Perth, will miss u deeply!!!
Well, after makaning... we went to Sixth Ave for a drink at the Lazy Lizard Pub which have a logo of JoN's long time favourite... hahaha... he used to draw that little lizard on all over notes... hahaha... the Koh's Brothers sat in the lorry to the the pub... how nice... always love to take lorry... kekee... who's the Koh Brothers, you may ask... Wilson Koh, Kenneth Koh and ME, Jim Koh.... hahahaha....
Enjoyable nitez... JoN!!! i gonna miss you... I hope I can visit you in Perth, will miss u deeply!!!
Friday, February 10, 2006
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Hmmm... Interesting day I had today... Went Changi Airport... saw Ivy, ermmm... Those who know her will know why I "ermmm"... hahaha... Spent my morning at Changi Airport trying to get some inspiration for the song signing thingy which eventually I did... Hmmm... really miss the time looking at airplane... When will be my turn to soar?? kekee...
In the afternoon, meet Bernard (Big Boss), Hangen (Ma), Edward (Ed), Mikki (Mouse), Kenneth (Crow) and Hamzah (zah) at Suntec for lunch... ermmm.. I was actually kinda full and not really able to eat lor... but they wished to eat Japanese Crusine Buffet, I was like... ermmmm.... okay lor... haiz... I am SO BLOATED!! have fun... so much fun... Big Boss told us about his story of job, Ma, as usual, remained silent to escape the suaning session, Mouse, as usual, babbling nonsense... kekee...
After lunch, they wanted to go for a movie which I am unable to do so... not that I don't enjoy their company.. but I slept the 3 and woke up at 5 la... sorry... Nice time spending with my polymates... nice pals to have along my life....
In the afternoon, meet Bernard (Big Boss), Hangen (Ma), Edward (Ed), Mikki (Mouse), Kenneth (Crow) and Hamzah (zah) at Suntec for lunch... ermmm.. I was actually kinda full and not really able to eat lor... but they wished to eat Japanese Crusine Buffet, I was like... ermmmm.... okay lor... haiz... I am SO BLOATED!! have fun... so much fun... Big Boss told us about his story of job, Ma, as usual, remained silent to escape the suaning session, Mouse, as usual, babbling nonsense... kekee...
After lunch, they wanted to go for a movie which I am unable to do so... not that I don't enjoy their company.. but I slept the 3 and woke up at 5 la... sorry... Nice time spending with my polymates... nice pals to have along my life....

Rainbow!! I love rainbow!! On my way home today, I saw this beautiful rainbow!! well, it is not really very nice in the photo but it is really nice when I spotted... I know some of you will go "chey, rainbow only" Yes, it is just rainbow but only a few people know wat does rainbow mean to me...
Rainbows mean Hopes, Promise, Love & Life to me... I don't usually see rainbow... ermm, I don't know well most of you are so lucky to see rainbows so often... I shall explain what exactly it mean to me...
HOPE
Rainbows usually appear after a shower or a drizzle in the day... I believe most of you already understand what I am trying to say here... No matter how bad the condition is, there is always light and hope at the end of it....
PROMISE
The promise that most Christians will know... A promise that God gave to us, after the Great Flood... He shall not destroy us with water again...
LOVE
This is totally by concidence la.. Everytime, I am or about to step into the river of love, I will see a very beautiful rainbow...
LIFE
Everytime I saw rainbow, there is always a major chance in my life... good or bad... there bound to be a change...
Ohhhhhhhh..... I am still drowning the in the drizzles looking at the rainbow under dark clouds and the rays of hope of the other side... I hope there is a change in life, kekee...
Monday, February 06, 2006
It's only Monday but I'm already started thinking about this coming Saturday... I am a type of person who can't really keep still at home on Saturday... Always hope to linger out.. then I come to notice, I am drifting further and further from my so called buddies... The doggy and piggy frds that I always hanged around on weekend during my poly and NS times... I felt that I can no longer click with them, find topics to talk, we are turning from buddies to friends and perhaps strangers...
Am I turning unfriendly? Did I changed? I guessed I did... BUT I really missed the time we shared, played, teased, cheated, bullied, "suaned", sang, drank, travelled and blah blah blah.... It's fun!! now?? I felt that we are scattered... I maybe a introvert but I can't stand loneliness as I grow older each day...
No more frds?? Of course, I have... Ying'er in UK, Shawn in US, now April, James and Kit in Australia... I mean we are not that close but we did went out a few times during my lonely weekend... but now? hahaha... perhaps I should start to find more frds... hahaha....
Am I turning unfriendly? Did I changed? I guessed I did... BUT I really missed the time we shared, played, teased, cheated, bullied, "suaned", sang, drank, travelled and blah blah blah.... It's fun!! now?? I felt that we are scattered... I maybe a introvert but I can't stand loneliness as I grow older each day...
No more frds?? Of course, I have... Ying'er in UK, Shawn in US, now April, James and Kit in Australia... I mean we are not that close but we did went out a few times during my lonely weekend... but now? hahaha... perhaps I should start to find more frds... hahaha....
Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit.
Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay.
Tree
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The reason I'm called Tree is because I'm good at painting trees. Overtime I started to paint a tree in the right hand corner as a trademark for all my watercolor paintings. I had dated 5 girls when I was in Pre-U. There's one girl whom I loved a lot but never dared go after. She didn't have a pretty face, nor a good figure, or outstanding charm. She was just a very ordinary girl.
I like her. I really like her. Like her innocence, her frankness. Like her cuteness, her intelligence and her fragility. My reason for not going after her was that I felt somebody so ordinary was not good enough for me. I was also afraid that if we got together all the special feelings I had would vanish. I feared that other people's gossiping would hurt her. I also felt that if she was meant to be my girl, she would be mine ultimately and I didn't have to give everything up just for her. The last reason made her stay with me for 3 years. She watched me chase after other girls for 3 years, and I made her heart cry for 3 years.
She wanted to be a good actress and I was a very demanding director. When I kissed my second girlfriend, she bumped into us. She was embarrassed but smiled and said "Go on!" before running off. The next day, her eyes were swollen like walnuts. I purposely ignored what had caused her to cry and instead, laughed at her the whole day. When everyone else went back home, she sat alone crying in the classroom. She didn't know that I had returned from soccer training to get something. I watched her cry for an hour or so.
My fourth girlfriend didn't like her. There was once when both of them quarrelled. I know that based on her character she was not the one who had started off the quarrel. But I still sided with my girlfriend. I shouted at her and her eyes were filled with shock. I didn't care about her feelings and walked off with my girlfriend. The next day, she still laughed and joked with me as though nothing happened. I know that she was very hurt but she didn't know that my heart ached as badly as hers.
When I broke up with my fifth girlfriend, I asked her out. After going out for a day, I told her that I had something to tell her. She told me that coincidentally, she had something to tell me too. I told her about my breakup and she told me about her getting together with someone else. I know who the guy was. He had been going after her for quite a while. He was a very cute guy who was full of energy, lively and interesting. His pursuit for her had been the talk of the school.
I couldn't let her know how my heart ached but could only smile and congratulate her. When I reached home, my heart ached so bad that I can't stand it. There was like a heavy weight upon my chest. I couldn't breathe. I wanted to shout but couldn't. Tears rolled down and I broke down and cried. How many times have I seen her cry for the man that didn't even acknowledge her presence?
During graduation, I read a sms in my handphone. It was sent 10 days ago when I broke down and cried, but I hadn't read it since then. It said, "Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay."
Leaf
===
During Pre-U days, I liked to collect leaves. Why? Because I felt that for a leaf to leave the tree she has relied on for so long it takes a lot of courage. During the 3 years of Pre-U I was on very close terms with a guy. Not the BGR kind but the buddy kind. But when he had his first girlfriend, I learned a feeling I never should have learnt - jealousy. The sourness in the heart couldn't be described using a lemon. It's Sourness to the extreme limit. They were only together for 2 months. When they broke up, I hid my strong sense of happiness. But after a month, he got together with another girl.
I like him and I know he likes me. But why wouldn't he pursue me? Since he loved me why didn't he make the first move? Whenever he had a new girlfriend, my heart would ache. Time after time, my heart was hurt again and again. I began to suspect this was a one sided love. But if he didn't like he, why did he treat me so well? It's beyond what you would do for a normal friend. Liking a person is very heart wrenching. I may know his likes, his dislikes, his habits, etc. But his feelings towards me I can never figure out. You can't expect me, a girl, to ask him right?
Despite all this, I still wanted to be by his side. Care for him, accompany him, love him, hoping that one day, he will love me too. I waited for his phone call every night, wanting him to send me sms. I know that no matter how busy he was, he would make time for me. Because of this, I waited for him. The 3 years were the hardest to go through and I really wanted to give up. At times, I wondered whether I should continue waiting. The pain, the hurt, and the dilemma accompanied me for 3 long years.
Towards the end of my 3rd year, a 2nd year junior began to go after me. Everyday he pursued me relentlessly. From outright rejection to a point in time when I felt that I was willing to let him have a small footing in my heart. He's like a warm and gentle wind, trying to blow a leaf away from the tree. In the end, I realised that I didn't want to give this wind just a small footing in my heart. I know this wind will bring this badly battered leave far away to a better land. Finally I left Tree. But Tree only smiled and didn't ask me to stay.
Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay.
Wind
====
I like a girl called Leaf. Because she's so dependent on Tree, I have to be a gust of Wind, a wind that will blow her away. When I first met her, it was one month after I transferred to the new school. I saw a petite girl looking at my seniors and I playing soccer. During CCA time, she would always be sitting there looking at him, be it alone or with her friends. When he talked with other girls, there's jealousy in her eyes. When he looked at her, there's happiness in her eyes. Looking at her became my habit, the way she liked to look at him.
One day, she wasn't there. I felt something was amiss. I can't explain the feeling except that it's a sense of uneasiness. The senior was also not there. I went to their classroom, hid outside and saw my senior scold her. Tears were in her eyes when he left. The next day, I saw her at her usual place looking at him. I walked over and smiled at her, took out a note and gave it to her. She was surprised. She looked at me, smiled and accepted the note. The next day, she passed me a note and left.
"Leaf's heart is too heavy and Wind couldn't blow her away."
"It's not that Leaf's heart is too heavy. It is because Leaf never wanted to leave Tree. "
I replied her note with this statement and slowly she started to talk to me and accepted my presents and phone calls. I know that the person she loved wasn't me. But I had the perseverance that one day, I could make her like me. Within 4 months, I had declared my love for her no less than 20 times. Every time, she would divert away from the topic. But I never gave up. If I decided I wanted her to be mine, I would definitely use all means to win her over. I can't remember how many times I had declared my love for her. Although I knew she would try to divert, I still had a small glimmer of hope, hoping that she would agree to be my girlfriend.
I didn't hear any reply from her over the phone, so I asked "What are you doing? Why didn't you reply?" She said, "I'm nodding my head." "Ah?" I couldn't believe my ears. "I'm nodding my head," she replied loudly. I hanged up the phone, changed quickly, took a taxi, rushed to her place and pressed her door bell. When she opened the door. I hugged her tightly.
Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay.
Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay.
Tree
===
The reason I'm called Tree is because I'm good at painting trees. Overtime I started to paint a tree in the right hand corner as a trademark for all my watercolor paintings. I had dated 5 girls when I was in Pre-U. There's one girl whom I loved a lot but never dared go after. She didn't have a pretty face, nor a good figure, or outstanding charm. She was just a very ordinary girl.
I like her. I really like her. Like her innocence, her frankness. Like her cuteness, her intelligence and her fragility. My reason for not going after her was that I felt somebody so ordinary was not good enough for me. I was also afraid that if we got together all the special feelings I had would vanish. I feared that other people's gossiping would hurt her. I also felt that if she was meant to be my girl, she would be mine ultimately and I didn't have to give everything up just for her. The last reason made her stay with me for 3 years. She watched me chase after other girls for 3 years, and I made her heart cry for 3 years.
She wanted to be a good actress and I was a very demanding director. When I kissed my second girlfriend, she bumped into us. She was embarrassed but smiled and said "Go on!" before running off. The next day, her eyes were swollen like walnuts. I purposely ignored what had caused her to cry and instead, laughed at her the whole day. When everyone else went back home, she sat alone crying in the classroom. She didn't know that I had returned from soccer training to get something. I watched her cry for an hour or so.
My fourth girlfriend didn't like her. There was once when both of them quarrelled. I know that based on her character she was not the one who had started off the quarrel. But I still sided with my girlfriend. I shouted at her and her eyes were filled with shock. I didn't care about her feelings and walked off with my girlfriend. The next day, she still laughed and joked with me as though nothing happened. I know that she was very hurt but she didn't know that my heart ached as badly as hers.
When I broke up with my fifth girlfriend, I asked her out. After going out for a day, I told her that I had something to tell her. She told me that coincidentally, she had something to tell me too. I told her about my breakup and she told me about her getting together with someone else. I know who the guy was. He had been going after her for quite a while. He was a very cute guy who was full of energy, lively and interesting. His pursuit for her had been the talk of the school.
I couldn't let her know how my heart ached but could only smile and congratulate her. When I reached home, my heart ached so bad that I can't stand it. There was like a heavy weight upon my chest. I couldn't breathe. I wanted to shout but couldn't. Tears rolled down and I broke down and cried. How many times have I seen her cry for the man that didn't even acknowledge her presence?
During graduation, I read a sms in my handphone. It was sent 10 days ago when I broke down and cried, but I hadn't read it since then. It said, "Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay."
Leaf
===
During Pre-U days, I liked to collect leaves. Why? Because I felt that for a leaf to leave the tree she has relied on for so long it takes a lot of courage. During the 3 years of Pre-U I was on very close terms with a guy. Not the BGR kind but the buddy kind. But when he had his first girlfriend, I learned a feeling I never should have learnt - jealousy. The sourness in the heart couldn't be described using a lemon. It's Sourness to the extreme limit. They were only together for 2 months. When they broke up, I hid my strong sense of happiness. But after a month, he got together with another girl.
I like him and I know he likes me. But why wouldn't he pursue me? Since he loved me why didn't he make the first move? Whenever he had a new girlfriend, my heart would ache. Time after time, my heart was hurt again and again. I began to suspect this was a one sided love. But if he didn't like he, why did he treat me so well? It's beyond what you would do for a normal friend. Liking a person is very heart wrenching. I may know his likes, his dislikes, his habits, etc. But his feelings towards me I can never figure out. You can't expect me, a girl, to ask him right?
Despite all this, I still wanted to be by his side. Care for him, accompany him, love him, hoping that one day, he will love me too. I waited for his phone call every night, wanting him to send me sms. I know that no matter how busy he was, he would make time for me. Because of this, I waited for him. The 3 years were the hardest to go through and I really wanted to give up. At times, I wondered whether I should continue waiting. The pain, the hurt, and the dilemma accompanied me for 3 long years.
Towards the end of my 3rd year, a 2nd year junior began to go after me. Everyday he pursued me relentlessly. From outright rejection to a point in time when I felt that I was willing to let him have a small footing in my heart. He's like a warm and gentle wind, trying to blow a leaf away from the tree. In the end, I realised that I didn't want to give this wind just a small footing in my heart. I know this wind will bring this badly battered leave far away to a better land. Finally I left Tree. But Tree only smiled and didn't ask me to stay.
Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay.
Wind
====
I like a girl called Leaf. Because she's so dependent on Tree, I have to be a gust of Wind, a wind that will blow her away. When I first met her, it was one month after I transferred to the new school. I saw a petite girl looking at my seniors and I playing soccer. During CCA time, she would always be sitting there looking at him, be it alone or with her friends. When he talked with other girls, there's jealousy in her eyes. When he looked at her, there's happiness in her eyes. Looking at her became my habit, the way she liked to look at him.
One day, she wasn't there. I felt something was amiss. I can't explain the feeling except that it's a sense of uneasiness. The senior was also not there. I went to their classroom, hid outside and saw my senior scold her. Tears were in her eyes when he left. The next day, I saw her at her usual place looking at him. I walked over and smiled at her, took out a note and gave it to her. She was surprised. She looked at me, smiled and accepted the note. The next day, she passed me a note and left.
"Leaf's heart is too heavy and Wind couldn't blow her away."
"It's not that Leaf's heart is too heavy. It is because Leaf never wanted to leave Tree. "
I replied her note with this statement and slowly she started to talk to me and accepted my presents and phone calls. I know that the person she loved wasn't me. But I had the perseverance that one day, I could make her like me. Within 4 months, I had declared my love for her no less than 20 times. Every time, she would divert away from the topic. But I never gave up. If I decided I wanted her to be mine, I would definitely use all means to win her over. I can't remember how many times I had declared my love for her. Although I knew she would try to divert, I still had a small glimmer of hope, hoping that she would agree to be my girlfriend.
I didn't hear any reply from her over the phone, so I asked "What are you doing? Why didn't you reply?" She said, "I'm nodding my head." "Ah?" I couldn't believe my ears. "I'm nodding my head," she replied loudly. I hanged up the phone, changed quickly, took a taxi, rushed to her place and pressed her door bell. When she opened the door. I hugged her tightly.
Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay.
Recently, Richmond reminded me of the famous story that I used to hear... "Fairy Tales of Leaf"... ermmm... For those who don't read chinese, I'm sorry... It is actually 3 stories of "Tree", "Leaf" and "Wind"... For those who listen to Yes 93.3... may heard of this phrase, "叶子的离去,是风的追求,还是树不挽留" It mean (trying my best to translate this meaningful sentence at least... hahaha) "Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay~" ermm.. I hope I translated correctly.. please correct me if I am wrong...
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~~树~~
高中三年交过五个女朋友,有一个女孩子,我很爱她,却迟迟不敢追,她没有美丽的面孔, 没有姣好的身材,没有撩人的魅力,一个再平凡不过的女孩子。 我喜欢她,真的真的很喜欢她, 喜欢她的单纯,她的直率,她的可爱,她的脆弱。
不追她的原因,也许是潜意识觉得平凡如她配不上我;也许是因为怕在一起后,一切好感都会消失; 也许是怕外人的指指点点伤害了她;也许是觉得,她会是我的,不急着为了她而放弃一切。
最后这个原因,让她陪了我三年,让她看着我和别的女孩子厮混了三年,让她心痛了三年。她很想当一个好演员,但我却像一个严苛的导演。我和第二个女朋友在厕所接吻,被她撞见, 她尴尬的笑笑说:「Go on!」然后跑掉,第二天,她眼睛肿得像核桃 一样,我故意不去猜想是谁让她哭成这样, 嘲笑了她一天,她在所有人都回家后,在教室哭了起来,她不知道练球回来拿东西的我,看了她一个多小时。
我的第四个女朋友,一直很不喜欢她,有次她们两个吵了起来,我知道依她的个性不会去惹事, 但我还是护着女朋友,她被我吼了一下后,愣住,眼泪滑了下来,我无视她的眼泪,陪女友走出教室, 第二天,她依旧嘻嘻哈哈的和我开玩笑,我知道她很难过,但她不会知道我的心不比她好受。
当我和第五个女朋友分手时,我约她出去玩,玩了一天,我对她说:「我有事要对妳说。」 她说:「真巧,我也有事要对你说。」「我和她分手了。」「我和他在一起了。」我知道「他」是谁, 他追她也有一阵子了,是个蛮可爱的男孩子,活泼有趣,充满了热情,追她追得满城风雨。 我不能表现自己的心痛,只能笑笑地恭喜她,但当我回到家,心中的痛楚强烈得令我无法承受, 像有个千斤重的石头压在我胸口,我无法呼吸,想大叫却叫不出来,眼泪竟然滑了下来,我掩面大哭, 多少次,我也看着她为了那个不愿承认的人掩面大哭。
毕业典礼时,我在手机上发现了一封简讯,这是十天前,我掩面大哭时传来的,只是我一直没有去开过机。
「叶子的离开,是因为风的追求,还是树的不挽留。」

~~叶子~~
高中时,喜欢搜集叶子,why?因为我觉得,一片叶子要离开它长期依赖的树好勇敢哩!
高中三年,我和一个男孩子很好,不算男女朋友那种好,是好朋友那种好,但是,在他交第一个女朋友时, 我学会了一种不该有的感觉,吃醋,心中的酸,不是一颗柠檬可以比喻,那就像是100颗臭酸的柠檬,酸到不行, 他们只在一起两个月,当他们分手,我还得掩饰自己心中强烈的喜悦,但是一个月后,他和另一个女孩子在一起。
我喜欢他,也知道他喜欢我,可是,他为什么总是不追我呢?明明喜欢彼此,为什么不行动? 每当他交一个女朋友,我就心痛一次,一次又一次的打击,让我不禁怀疑,是我一厢情愿吗?不爱我, 为什么要对我那么好?他对我的好,已经不是普通朋友可以做到。喜欢一个人,好难过,我可以清楚的知道他的喜好, 他的习惯,唯独他对我的感觉,我猜不透,难道要我这个女孩子去开口吗?
尽管如此,我还是想在他身边,关心他,陪他,爱他,也许算是一种等待的行为,等待他回来爱我, 就像每天晚上等他的电话,等他的简讯,我知道,就算他再忙,也会拨出一些时间给我。这样的等待, 陪了我三年,等待是难熬的,是令人想放弃的,但等到的那一剎那,让人第二天会继续等下去。这样的煎熬, 这样的痛苦,这样的幸福,这样的矛盾,陪了我三年。
直到三年级下学期,高二一个学弟喜欢上我,每天的热情追求,令我从一开始的拒绝, 渐渐愿意挪出我心房的一些位置给他。他像一阵温柔而持久的风,撩拨我这片摇摇欲坠的叶子, 到最后,我发现我已经不想只留一点点的位置给这阵风,我知道这阵风,会带我这片伤痕累累的叶子,到更幸福的地方。
于是我离开了树,树只是笑笑,没有挽留。
「叶子的离开,是因为风的追求,还是树的不挽留。」

~~风~~
因为我喜欢的女孩子叫叶子,因为她有一棵令她依恋的树,所以我要当一阵风,一阵呵护她的风。
第一次看见她,是高二我转来一个月后的事,个子小小的她坐在球场旁,一双眼凝视着同和我在球场的学长, 每天的社团时间,她总会坐在那里,一个人,和朋友,她的眼光依旧凝视着他,当他和女孩子打打闹闹,她的眼中有泪, 当他看向她,她的眼中有笑。看她成了我的习惯,就像她爱看他。
有一天她没来,我心中没来由的焦虑与不安,我无法解释那种感觉,除了不安,还是不安,而且那学长竟然也不在。 我冲去他们教室,躲在外面,看着学长骂她,她的眼泪,他的离去。
第二天,她依旧坐在场边,看着他,我走过去,对她笑一笑,拿了张纸条给她,她先是惊讶的看着我,然后笑笑地收下。
隔天,她拿着纸条出现在我面前,然后离开。
「叶子的心太沉重,风吹不动。」
「不是叶子的心太沉重,是叶子根本就不想离开树。」
我回给她这段话后,她渐渐会和我说话,收我的礼物,接我的电话。我知道她喜欢的不是我, 但我还是有毅力一定要让她喜欢上我,四个月内我告白了不下20次,每一次她都转移话题,但我还是不会放弃, 我决定要的人,我就一定会给它追过来!
一直到不知道第几次的告白,出了口,虽然知道她一定会又说到别的事,但还是有一丝丝希望她的答应, 没想到她都不说话,「妳在干嘛?怎么不说话?」我对着话筒说。「我在点头。」「啊?」我不敢相信自己的耳朵。 「我在点头!」她大声叫。 我甩掉电话,匆匆披上一件衣服,上了机车,冲去她们家按门铃,当她开门的那一剎那,紧紧抱住她。
「叶子的离开,是因为风的追求,还是树的不挽留。」

倘若你爱上一个人,
千万别装作无所谓毫不在乎...
错过了,就没有了....
爱情,玩不起心理战的.......
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~~树~~
高中三年交过五个女朋友,有一个女孩子,我很爱她,却迟迟不敢追,她没有美丽的面孔,
不追她的原因,也许是潜意识觉得平凡如她配不上我;也许是因为怕在一起后,一切好感都会消失;
最后这个原因,让她陪了我三年,让她看着我和别的女孩子厮混了三年,让她心痛了三年。她很想当一个好演员,但我却像一个严苛的导演。我和第二个女朋友在厕所接吻,被她撞见,
我的第四个女朋友,一直很不喜欢她,有次她们两个吵了起来,我知道依她的个性不会去惹事,
当我和第五个女朋友分手时,我约她出去玩,玩了一天,我对她说:「我有事要对妳说。」
毕业典礼时,我在手机上发现了一封简讯,这是十天前,我掩面大哭时传来的,只是我一直没有去开过机。
「叶子的离开,是因为风的追求,还是树的不挽留。」

~~叶子~~
高中时,喜欢搜集叶子,why?因为我觉得,一片叶子要离开它长期依赖的树好勇敢哩!
高中三年,我和一个男孩子很好,不算男女朋友那种好,是好朋友那种好,但是,在他交第一个女朋友时,
我喜欢他,也知道他喜欢我,可是,他为什么总是不追我呢?明明喜欢彼此,为什么不行动?
尽管如此,我还是想在他身边,关心他,陪他,爱他,也许算是一种等待的行为,等待他回来爱我,
直到三年级下学期,高二一个学弟喜欢上我,每天的热情追求,令我从一开始的拒绝,
于是我离开了树,树只是笑笑,没有挽留。
「叶子的离开,是因为风的追求,还是树的不挽留。」

~~风~~
因为我喜欢的女孩子叫叶子,因为她有一棵令她依恋的树,所以我要当一阵风,一阵呵护她的风。
第一次看见她,是高二我转来一个月后的事,个子小小的她坐在球场旁,一双眼凝视着同和我在球场的学长,
有一天她没来,我心中没来由的焦虑与不安,我无法解释那种感觉,除了不安,还是不安,而且那学长竟然也不在。
第二天,她依旧坐在场边,看着他,我走过去,对她笑一笑,拿了张纸条给她,她先是惊讶的看着我,然后笑笑地收下。
隔天,她拿着纸条出现在我面前,然后离开。
「叶子的心太沉重,风吹不动。」
「不是叶子的心太沉重,是叶子根本就不想离开树。」
我回给她这段话后,她渐渐会和我说话,收我的礼物,接我的电话。我知道她喜欢的不是我,
一直到不知道第几次的告白,出了口,虽然知道她一定会又说到别的事,但还是有一丝丝希望她的答应,
「叶子的离开,是因为风的追求,还是树的不挽留。」

倘若你爱上一个人,
千万别装作无所谓毫不在乎...
错过了,就没有了....
爱情,玩不起心理战的.......
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Oh ya... Today is the day... Almost forgot... Bye Bye, April... haiz, you won't be accompany me this year for my birthday le... hahahahaha.... Hope to see ya in Australia in April during our birthday period... hahahaha....
This is a long lost love song which I like it very much... Sausalifo by Leon Lai.... Ohhhh... Lonely Sunday!!! kekee...
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Sausalifo
Leon Lai
I can't believe I could be the one
To be with you under the morning sun
See the moon and the nightingale
Sing along with us
Oh baby baby
You're the only one
Fills my fantasy room
Never gonna stop
All that fantasy
I'll live my life
I'll live my life for you
* Thank you for loving me baby
You'll always be the one who drives me crazy
I think this is a gift from god to have you here
Thank you for loving me baby
I'll treasure all your love and all the things we share
And I wanna tell you
How much I love you. *
Repeat once
Repeat *
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Sausalifo
Leon Lai
I can't believe I could be the one
To be with you under the morning sun
See the moon and the nightingale
Sing along with us
Oh baby baby
You're the only one
Fills my fantasy room
Never gonna stop
All that fantasy
I'll live my life
I'll live my life for you
* Thank you for loving me baby
You'll always be the one who drives me crazy
I think this is a gift from god to have you here
Thank you for loving me baby
I'll treasure all your love and all the things we share
And I wanna tell you
How much I love you. *
Repeat once
Repeat *
Saturday, February 04, 2006
On 31st Jan, Tuesday, I had a "reunion" with my second family... Yes, the XTOMIC... kinda miss all of them... kekee... especially Deon, haven't seen her for a year.... Ya, when we gathered together, we never fail to play "Sequence"... Fun man!! kekee... of course, mahjong is a must....

Is this a gambling den?? Ya, Richmond said it almost there except we don't have smoke... hahaha

Getting ready for the Chinese New Year party...

WOAH... big family!!! Thanks Jocelynn and Adelynn for providing the place for us to chaos.. haha

Blurp... All too full after the dinner... Is that Jay Chou?? kekee...

Good way to end off our dinner with some red wine bought by Lily... Thanks!!
Well, I would like to thank XTOMIC for being such a good family... They really light up my life... Can't believe I still can make friends outside poly... I mean I am such a introvert and weirdo... hahaha... Thanks... I mean no words can ever described the happiness and joy I have in my heart... All I can say is thanks with tears of joy in my eyes.....


Is this a gambling den?? Ya, Richmond said it almost there except we don't have smoke... hahaha

Getting ready for the Chinese New Year party...

WOAH... big family!!! Thanks Jocelynn and Adelynn for providing the place for us to chaos.. haha

Blurp... All too full after the dinner... Is that Jay Chou?? kekee...

Good way to end off our dinner with some red wine bought by Lily... Thanks!!
Well, I would like to thank XTOMIC for being such a good family... They really light up my life... Can't believe I still can make friends outside poly... I mean I am such a introvert and weirdo... hahaha... Thanks... I mean no words can ever described the happiness and joy I have in my heart... All I can say is thanks with tears of joy in my eyes.....
