Looks like today is your birthday babie! Now you are officially 17! Do you look different from last year?
Sorry i can't be with you for countdown.
Tonight, close your eyes and make a wish. Hope it will cone true.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
This blog is open
I have decided to open this blog for everyone. I hope my babie doesn't mind.
I want to share my feelings with everybody. I want them to know how much i miss my babie.
I want to share my feelings with everybody. I want them to know how much i miss my babie.
Night of nighamares
Yesterday night was the worst night i ever had. So plain, so dull, so empty.
I had a late nap after dinner as i was tired after my grading. I woke up and found 2 messages and a miss call on my phone.
'Hey, Yee Yan ask you to online now.'
'Yee Yan ask you to online ASAP'
Following that was a miss call from my friend how send me the message.
I knew what the miss call was for.
I was too late. My babie was at a transit in taipei. She managed to go online there, hoping to chat with me. But i was not with her. I was still taking a stroll in dreamland. When i woke up, she have already left, but she left me a message.
I smiled, but that smile didn't last long. A sigh came out from my mouth soon after. I have missed my chance of having a chat with my babie.
That night i couldn't sleep. I have many mixed feeling in me. Happy my babie sent me the e-mail, regretful i couldn't chat with her, worried if she could take the endless flight but glad that she sounds happy. At last, I couldn't tell which is which. All my feelings was stuffed into heart, each of then struggling to take control of my brain.
I lay on my bed. That night was filled with emptiness. No late night chat with me babie. No good night wishes from her too. It was a cold night for me.
I had a late nap after dinner as i was tired after my grading. I woke up and found 2 messages and a miss call on my phone.
'Hey, Yee Yan ask you to online now.'
'Yee Yan ask you to online ASAP'
Following that was a miss call from my friend how send me the message.
I knew what the miss call was for.
I was too late. My babie was at a transit in taipei. She managed to go online there, hoping to chat with me. But i was not with her. I was still taking a stroll in dreamland. When i woke up, she have already left, but she left me a message.
Hello darling !!
How is your grading ? Okay anot? My sis leh.. At taipei now. Waiting for transit. Very boring and miss you ! Take care. I love you !
-YaN-
How is your grading ? Okay anot? My sis leh.. At taipei now. Waiting for transit. Very boring and miss you ! Take care. I love you !
-YaN-
I smiled, but that smile didn't last long. A sigh came out from my mouth soon after. I have missed my chance of having a chat with my babie.
That night i couldn't sleep. I have many mixed feeling in me. Happy my babie sent me the e-mail, regretful i couldn't chat with her, worried if she could take the endless flight but glad that she sounds happy. At last, I couldn't tell which is which. All my feelings was stuffed into heart, each of then struggling to take control of my brain.
I lay on my bed. That night was filled with emptiness. No late night chat with me babie. No good night wishes from her too. It was a cold night for me.
Does man need woman?
'Behind every great man is a great woman' I am sure everybody heard of this before. But they fail to mention what would happen if the 'great woman' is taken away from the 'great man'. Maybe they didn't talked about it on purpose because the person who didn't experience it will not understand what it would mean.
At first, i thought the 'great man' will live a usual life. Doing what he is suppose to do. Achieving his goals, doing all the great things we will usually do, have a happy time at home.
I was half right.
Yes. The 'great man' will live on doing his work, achieving his goals. Live his usually life, physically. But then he will not have somebody to share the happiness with. Life will slowly start to be dull. His soul would start to crumble. If it keeps going on, his spirit in life will collapse. Leaving only the working body and functioning brain. He will be a walking zombie, working all his way to success but not having the slightest happiness he could share.
What motive in life he would have left? Nothing. Nothing to work for. Nothing you hope for. Nothing to live for. Life is a routine now. Like a recorder playing the same track over and over again, just waiting for the track to stop one day.
At first, i thought the 'great man' will live a usual life. Doing what he is suppose to do. Achieving his goals, doing all the great things we will usually do, have a happy time at home.
I was half right.
Yes. The 'great man' will live on doing his work, achieving his goals. Live his usually life, physically. But then he will not have somebody to share the happiness with. Life will slowly start to be dull. His soul would start to crumble. If it keeps going on, his spirit in life will collapse. Leaving only the working body and functioning brain. He will be a walking zombie, working all his way to success but not having the slightest happiness he could share.
What motive in life he would have left? Nothing. Nothing to work for. Nothing you hope for. Nothing to live for. Life is a routine now. Like a recorder playing the same track over and over again, just waiting for the track to stop one day.
Everybody have the first time.
Everybody have their chance to do anything they want for the first time. Whether the second time us available for us? Well, that depends on how your first try was.
This yeas was a really special year for me.
Many things change.
My life, my vision, my dreams for the future.
All this just because of one person. It is a wonder how a complex soul can be manipulated by just changing its friends.
This change includes me writing a blog. I never thought i would be doing this in my lifetime. My first, temporary, three months blog. Hope all of you enjoy reading my stuff.
This yeas was a really special year for me.
Many things change.
My life, my vision, my dreams for the future.
All this just because of one person. It is a wonder how a complex soul can be manipulated by just changing its friends.
This change includes me writing a blog. I never thought i would be doing this in my lifetime. My first, temporary, three months blog. Hope all of you enjoy reading my stuff.
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