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Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Don't Drink You FOOL!

The sensationalist media bombards the general public with stories of unprotected sex after we have too much to drink or having sex with animals.
Not only is this disturbing to hear but it also causes tension in relationships.

For example, drinking too much causes a loss of inhibition and we have absolutely no control of our actions or words.
Tension in relationships is evident in all types for relationship.

If you get wasted and end up puking and running up and down the neighbour screaming and yelling at 3 am in the morning. I'm sure our neighbours would want to punching the living day lights out of you. Your selfish action has disrupted their sleep.

If you're in a relationship and you drink so much you can't control your actions.
Who knows what sort of troubles you'll cause. You might cheat on your partner and you will lose your significant other. If you end up knocked up because you drank too much, well you're just a fool. If you get raped, you're silly for drinking too much to losing the capability of protecting yourself against predators.

If you can't drink, don't drink.
If you honesty believe drinking is essential to having a good time.
Perhaps, you shouldn't attend the event. If it sucks without alcohol then it's clearly not an entertaining event.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

All I Need Is Love

There are some things we know we shouldn’t complain about; however, we can’t help ourselves. In times of despair, we turn to seek comfort no matter the price. Sometimes the price is the prize; relationship, weight gain or money. In times of trouble, we often return back to old habits; living in denial, starting fights or eating our emotions away.

I guess one thing I find hard to do, being accepting in a relationship. I have no issue with accepting people from different ethnical backgrounds, people with disabilities and even somebody’s flaw. Yet, one of the hardest thing for me to accept is my significant other doesn’t have all the time in the world for me. I guess it’s hard to be in a relationship with somebody who doesn’t seem to be committed as you are. For example, a partner who doesn’t call you unless you drop hints or you called him/her beforehand.

I know you’re busy completing assignments and working but do you spend 24 hours completing those tasks? What about a simple call to tell them that you still love them?
It takes less than 5 minutes yet, you’re simply too busy for that. Many I am being a bit of a fickle but I still want to be loved and cherished.

I guess if you spend forever preparing for a future then you might lose what you have at present. Life is too short to sit around wishing and waiting to be loved. All I ask of you is to love me now and forever, if not, leave me now.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Kiss The Girl

Kiss the Girl

Percussion, strings, winds, words
There you see her, sitting there across the way


As he enters into the ball room, he spots his princess.
The symphony fills the hall with its melody.


She don't got a lot to say but there's something about her
And you don't know why but you're dying to try
You wanna kiss the girl


There’s a beauty which no man can ever describe.
Her glance fills my soul with radiant.

Yes, you want her, look at her, you know you do
Possible she wants you too, there is one way to ask her
It don't take a word, not a single word
Go on and kiss the girl


My heart is captured.
My heart feels as if it’s overflowing with sweet warm chocolate.

Sing with me now
Sha la la la la la by oh by
Look like the boy too shy, ain't gonna kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la ain't that sad


As I begin to approach, I begin to feel a nervous tension.
I begin to steadily back away.
My body is consumed with fear.


Now's your moment, floating in a blue lagoon
Boy, you better do it soon, no time will be better
She don't say a word and she won't say a word
Until you kiss the girl


The blue water radiates her beauty.
I’m still waiting for the right time to make my move.


Sha la la la la la don't be scared
You've got the mood prepared, go on and kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la don't stop now
Don't try to hide it, how you wanna kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la float along
And listen to the song, the song say, "Kiss the girl"
Sha la la la la la the music play
Do what the music say, you gotta kiss the girl
You've got to kiss the girl
Why don't you kiss the girl
Come on, kiss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl


I want to run, I want to hide.
My body is consumed with fear when I think about pressing my lips against hers.
I leaned forward and I …

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Never again

I never want to cry again,
I never want to be in a relationship again,
I never want to marry
I never want to have children
I never want to get hurt ever again.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Little Melly; Episode 1

Growing up my parents did not have a lot of money so I never received a Barbie doll until this year. I remember my dad would occasionally buy me something from the book club. However, gradually it stopped.
I remember all the other kids in primary school bought nice gift sets and I didn't want to feel left out so I would ask my parents for a few dollars and buy the cheapest item on the book club so I can fit in.

All the other kids were playing with Gameboys, computer games, various video games and here I was a kid who has never played a video game in my life in primary school.
Perhaps, I was stupid for not asking my parents to buy me video games and toys.
Maybe, I was a good kid who never demanded my parents to buy me everything I want.
I guess it doesn't really matter.

I guess my simple childhood upbringing has made me appreciate the value of a dollar and not made me so materialistic to a degree.

A simple upbringing = a simple life.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Answers to the what if....

Who knew that you'll be my partner today?
Probably God

What if I am not what you're looking for?
Impossible, he isn't looking for you. He wants you. He would love you unconditionally. Even if, your breathe stinks, you fart constantly and you were the ugliest girl in the world.

What if you're not what I'm looking for?
Impossible, you would love him unconditionally. In the future, you will learn to love him, regardless. You would love him even though he will forget to call you and reply to all your messages on facebook.

What if this was all just a sweet dream which has no place in reality?
If it was simply a sweet dream, it was a dream that was worthwhile.

What if I like you but don't want to be with you?
Then he's just stupid for not wanting you.

What if you like me and I don't like you?
Impossible, you guys already act like an old married couple.

What if I like you and you don't like me?
It's a risk worth taking!

What if we have a communication problem?
Every relationship will at one stage have communication problems and it's up to the couple to sort out these relationship problems.

What if you fall in love with somebody else?
Yes, you will fall in love with somebody else, your little kids.

What if you only like the idea of me as a person?
If he likes the idea of you then he will like you.. stupid!

What if I only like the idea of you as a person?
Read the answer to the question above.

What if you don't think I'm pretty?
Through his eyes you're beautiful even if you're old and saggy.

What if you don't think I'm smart enough?
He won't mind, he's not smart himself. =P

What if we hate each other?
You will hate each other at the beginning and gradually fall madly in love with each other.

What if nothing happens between us?
Then nothing happens between us... duh!

What if we are not fated to meet?
When why are you going to meet each other... duh!

What if I'm not the one?
Who else will be the one stupid!
So what if you're not the one, you can be his love not his one. =P


Answering all these questions makes me feel stupid. =)

Wasting Time...

Do you ever have those days when you have six billion things to do and yet you spend majority of your time on social networking website?
Some people would call this wasting time, however, I would like to attack the phrase.

How can somebody waste time literally? It's not as if we can gather time and throw it into the rubbish bin.
Every minute, we are alive, we are doing something with our time.
For example, when we sleep we are allowing our body to rest and repair itself.
From the moment we wake up, we will also be active mentally or physically.
Hence, we never sit down for extremely long period of time without doing anything.

Who's to say somebody is wasting their time?
For example, adults often tell kids off for spending a few hours in front of the television.
What if the kid grows up to become a film direction or an actor who will make it big in Hollywood? I bet their parents would even encourage them to watch t.v more.

This is ironic; ranting about wasting time while I sit here myself in front of the computer screen "wasting my time" writing this blog entry.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Life is too short to be anything but happy

Title stolen from Alany's pm. =)

My quest is to search for my happiness in life. As I have almost lived two decades of my life, I begin to realise time flies fast.
I have spent a proportion of my life being miserable, playing the blame game and hating. I can't reverse the actions of my past, however, I wished I spent more time enjoying the status quo.
After a while, I've began to realise there is no point holding grudges and wanting somebody to suffer.
I'm a point where I can see quite clearly, if you have something to say then say it!
I have refrain from telling some people what I thought of them and now I regret.
I wished I have told people to bugger off while I had a chance.

I was going to bitch about some fat chicks but then I realised they're clearly not worth the time or attention.

In conclusion, some people need to take a bloody good look at themselves.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

In Time

In 6 months time
I hope, I would have graduated from high school and finish 2009 on a high note.
Besides academics goals, I wish that we'll have a nice summer down under. Eat Fish and Chips near the beach and enjoy the summer breeze.
I wish to take my family and visit Phillip Island, Gold Coast or places in New South Wales.
During the break, I want to head up to Sydney watch the fireworks and spend an afternoon at the Lindt Cafe.

In 12 months time
I wish to find a nice workplace and I wish to spend my time reading in Borders or Starbucks. I love spending time at Borders because I love their atmosphere and they don't play annoying songs. I hope I enough money and visit Hong Kong and go on a MASSIVE shopping spree. I'm alright at saving but I'm the best at spending.
I want to buy a lot of beauty product and clothing!

In 5 years time
I hope I'm in a loving and stable relationship and joying life before marriage.
I hope I have an opportunity to become an exchange student in university.
I wish to visit Korea and learn Korean. If I do stay in Korea, I wish I can bump into Jang Guen Suk. He's sooo cute. =D
I wish I can travel to Italy and live la dolce vita.

In 10 years time
I hope I am married and if possible given birth.
I want to have two kids; one boy and girl.
I wish to name them Brendon and Isabella Zheng. Hopefully,
if not, I still want to name my daughter Isabella, if I do have a daughter. =)

Saturday, June 27, 2009

annoyed!

I'm so sick and tired chasing after you.
I'm starting to think you simply don't care.
I'm at a point where I don't care anymore.
Why should I bother when the other person doesn't care?
This doesn't make me feel happy.
I don't like chasing after somebody, I hate it.
I GIVE UP!
You just go and do whatever you want.
I'll just stop caring for you because you obiviously already stopped caring for me.

Don't bother calling anymore, I'm not picking up.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Anticipation

We have talked about our highs and lows and shared a piece of our daily life for almost three years. However, it seems as if I have known you my whole life.
Talking to you; I see my past, my present and my future.
A past with my irreversible mistakes, a present which I hope to survive in order to spend my future with you.
Looking back,my memory is flooded with all the different conversations we had.
I remember it was roughly 12 months ago, you told me you feared your life is going to end soon.
I remember all the emotions I felt when you told me and eventually, I cried.
I cried because I never had a chance to meet you and I can not imagine my life without you.
Your nurturing nature and your words of wisdom has assisted me in the past.

Who knew that you'll be my partner today?
I never would have imagined it but this just shows life is full of twist and turns.
I am glad, I did enter the forum before you left.
I am glad after all this time we still talk.
I am thankful that I have found somebody who cares and loves me.

I just feel as if everything between has been a sweet dream.
Within a few days, I will finally meet you in person.
I am nervous.
What if I am not what you're looking for?
What if you're not what I'm looking for?
What if this was all just a sweet dream which has no place in reality?
What if I like you but don't want to be with you?
What if you like me and I don't like you?
What if I like you and you don't like me?
What if we have a communication problem?
What if you fall in love with somebody else?
What if you only like the idea of me as a person?
What if I only like the idea of you as a person?
What if you don't think I'm pretty?
What if you don't think I'm smart enough?
What if we hate each other?
What if nothing happens between us?
What if we are not fated to meet?
What if I'm not the one?

I would love to disregard the what if, however, I know these what if either make or break relationships.
I'm just scared.

Friday, June 12, 2009

untitled

In an army of one against the ancient Romans; stab, twist and pull.
Stab, twist and pull was developed to inflect the most physical pain before death.
Once, captured nobody survives the Roman army.
The army is approaching, due north in their wild and vicious pack, like wolves my father used to say.
No hiding place, I am as visible as the moon during a solar eclipse.

Chain up as a dog, my life is spared.
Slowly, crawling into voluntary solitary confinement and upholding my right to remain silent during the interrogation.
As the days passes, my inner being corrodes and vaporise into thin air.

The world is coming to an end, Romans are overthrown.
They have given up and now I am free to be and see.
Now, I'm a piece of rubbish and as useful as a grain of sand in a desert.
Why don't you just let me be?

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Making The Love!

The first five (5) people to respond to this post will get something made by me.

This offer does have some restrictions and limitations so please read carefully:

1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make. What you get is what you get.

2. What I create will be just for you, with love, or at least with gusto.

3. It'll be done this year (2009).

4. I will not give you any clue what it's going to be. It (probably) will be something made in the real world and not something cyber. It may be weird or beautiful. It might or might not be edible. I may even create something totally unbelievable and surprise you at work!! Who knows?

5. I reserve the right to do something strange or quirky, but I promise not to embarrass you in public. I also reserve the right to do something fairly predictable and boring, but with, you know, thought and love.

6. In return, all you need to do is post this text into a note of your own and make 5 things for the first 5 to respond to your note.

Friday, May 29, 2009

I'm about to throw up

No, I'm not preggos.
Currently, I'm so sick of everything around me.
Firstly, there are some teachers who interacts with the class and understand what their students are going through.
Exams are just around the corner and the last thing students need to worry about is completing extra maths questions which aren't on the upcoming exam.

Secondly, how come a math's teacher's failure rate be greater than her success rate?
Just proves, I have an awesome maths teacher and I'm so going to pass maths this year. GRRRRRHhhhh, I dislike attending her maths classes.

ARGH! Students at an all girls school.
I'm a whiny bitch and I'm not constantly whine
Gosh, if you're life is so hard and you convince yourself; there are no answers to your problems then go and rot in a hole where nobody can see you.
I honestly, don't give a rats about you.
You're a sad, attention seeking, emo kid and you make all the people around you sick of you.
Don't have double standards, be grateful when somebody offers their time to teach you something AND stop being such a leech.
If you call somebody else fat, expect somebody to call you fat in return.
It's only fair and don't go crying you fat ass.
Secondly, if somebody takes time to help you with a question use your brain and think. I told you which method to use and you're still stuck. Ok, fine, I work the solutions out for you. Then you DON'T SAY THANK YOU!.. you insult me by saying my method doesn't make sense.
ARE YOU A STUPID COW?
Seriously, my YOUNGER sis can factorise and if you can't get out of a year 12 maths class because you're clearly not smart enough to do maths.
Don't trying to stuck up with somebody who you bitched about because nobody cares about you.
A few months ago, we used to be friends but right now, friendship? impossible.

FAT, UGLY, COWARD and ARROGANT PEOPLE.
It's bad that you're fat but you manage to top it off with being ugly.
but wait, you're also arrogant and a coward, woah, soon, you'll be on everybody's hit list.
Most vain people are average/ hot/ cute looking but you're neither.
Please buy yourself a mirror or change your glasses because not looking at your own reflection.
What's the point of trying to convince others you're princess and innocent, when you're far from that.
You'll pick food from the ground, you regularly tell people when you need to fart, pee or do 2.
Others tell you off and please listen to their advice and shut your mouth.
Nothing but a cheap whore.
Gosh, wtf would you want to befriend a potential rapist?
oi, he won't rape you because you're not hot enough.
Just sad, the lengths you go to in order to make friends.
actually, you might not have friends once they see your true personality.
PLEASE KEEP YOUR LEGS CLOSED!

PATHETIC PEOPLE
yes, you know who you are.
You're the type of people who tries to say hello to people when they hate your guts.
The same type of people who tries to change the meaning of your setences and cause trouble.
The same person who RUINS friendships today and families tomorrow.
That same person who is a LIAR even to her friends.
Still the same lame person who acts like a victim.
The same person who grows uglier by the day.

FAT COLD HEARTED PERSON
YOU make things up and try to convience people.
you're a liar and a fraud.
People won't oppose you because they fear you're going to get up and body slam
and in the end kill them.


LOSER MUCH?!
You were such a Nazi about attending meetings last year.
You, poor thing, spending so such of your time trying to target me
and making me look like a loser.
Sadly, it's not working this year.
I think you've finally see that people in our group actually listens and respects me.
aww, you poor thing, the competition was all in your head.

LIBRARY STAFF!
omg! JUST LEAVE US ALONE!
You keep telling us to be quiet so other can study.
You know what actually might help. IF YOU NEVER ENTER THE ROOM.
Every time YOU enter the room and shout at girls, you're ruining somebody's train of thought.
The background noise doesn't affect people who are studying because NOBODY is trying to talk to them.
So do us a favour and STOP ENTERING THE ROOM.


All girls school,
As much as students and some teachers annoys me, I'm some what entertained.
I'm glad to know, I'm not the worst person in the world because they are heaps of losers in this world.



hmmm, yup I think that's all I need to rant about.

Friday, May 15, 2009

Reflection, Dilation, Translation = Transformation

Life is just another transformation.
Many times we are asked to reflect on the expansion and contractions after encountering conflict.
The reflection can leave us either feeling positive or negative.
This positiveness or negativeness can be seen by all the other points in life.
Life doesn't focus on a particular point in time rather the over all nature.

After conducting the reflection and dilation we begin to study the translation.
How for up or down have we moved? There is no direct relationship between our status in life and the positiveness and negativeness that we experience.

So after the reflection, dilation and translation we begin to see the transformation.

Saturday

wrapped warm and cosy
so warm don't want to leave it
oh no you stupid

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Time For Change

Sometimes we become too used to our own habits and eventually our habits begin to cripple us. The habit which cripples me is the drive to become one of the best and my pessimistic behaviour.

I've decided from own now, not to worry about my grades and focus on producing outstanding work.Even if my outstanding work is inadequate compared to other people, I shall be proud. I shall be proud of myself for producing that piece of work.

I have been on this Earth for over two decades and yet I still don't know how to love myself. I've always feared that if I love myself, others may depict me as being vain. Loving yourself is not being vain, it's a part of looking after one's well being. I won't neglect my family or friend's well being so why should I neglect my own?

Suppose this shall restore my physical and emotion well being.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Bitter Depression

I wrote this story a few months ago, I never realised how much this story means to me. Perhaps, this story offers an insight into my character.

Irony: Some people spend their whole life trying to find their source of happiness, however, little do they know, happiness comes from their heart.

“BEEP!” “BEEP!” There goes my alarm on this depressingly cold winter morning. Every morning I wake up to a dead and lifeless house, there’s no green plants lurking around, no annoying song birds chirping in the morning and everything is quiet. Silence isn’t the key to happiness; I’m still on my mission to save myself and to find my happiness. I’ve been on this mission for years.

I once thought the reason for my unhappiness was my family. A mother, who doesn’t speak proper English; she constantly screams and nags. A mother, who nags you for everything that is imperfect about her life, complains about the state of the house and blames you for all the misfortunes that occur in her life. A father who is a coward - he hides his thoughts, fearing the consequences of revealing his thoughts and constantly fails to see faults in his wife. A father, who is a great husband, however, he is a horrible father. A sister who is too obsessed with her perfectly manicured nails, she fails to see that there’s more to life then her manicure. A family with completely different personalities, a family unit that is too dysfunctional to function.

“OUCH!” I just burnt my finger using this old kettle. If William was here, he would have given me an icepack. William was my ex boyfriend, I broke up with him because he was clearly out of my league. He loved me too much, he cared for me too much and I was constantly insecure. However, there were many things in our relationship that prevented us to be together. I miss his tender touch and how he would whisper soft and sweet words into my ear and how he would sneak up on me. For once in my life, I found somebody I love but I ruined it. The long and enduring fights that went on, how I wanted him to find somebody better and I always found faults in him.

“Oh no,” It’s eight; I’ll be late for work. Another day of the same old same, a job where no changes take place and everything repeats itself. Every morning I question my purpose in life. Every morning I come to the same conclusion, I am here to live. I start to see my mission to save her (my) world. I’m slowly sinking into misery and depression. I currently have nothing to live for.

*BANG!* A quick white light flashed before me. I wake up, white cotton bandages are around my forehead, and plaster covered both my arms and legs and I wore a neck-brace to keep my neck straight. This is definitely an awkward position to be in. The man, wearing a white laboratory coat came into the room. Dr Kew informed me, what happened, what’s happening and what will happen. Dr Kew, said bones in my arm and leg are broken and they’ll heal. I can resume my normal every day activities. However, they one thing that will change is I will not be able to walk due to a spinal injury.

How can anybody be happy when they find out they will spend the rest of their life in a wheel chair? I’ve decided to quit my job in fear of embarrassment, I didn’t inform my family about my condition, I knew that they wouldn’t give a rats and I don’t have any friends who I can talk to.
I was doing this alone, I spent many hours crying and sobbing. I felt sorry for myself, I’ve tried starving myself to control parts of my life, I’ve tired inflicting pain on myself and I’ve tried to end my life but I couldn’t do it. I was a complete coward. Eventually, my days became weeks and the weeks become months since I left the house. My food supply was running low; I needed to visit the supermarket. I gathered up all my courage and I decided to leave the house to buy some food.

A young man approached me, “Are you Emily?” I replied yes, my name is Emily. “How did you know my name?”
“My name is Billy; I’m your younger brother.”
“Mum, dad, older sister and William talk a lot about you. However, they never mentioned you were disabled”
“Let me guess, mum kept telling you, I’ve been a bad kid. Dad probably didn’t say anything and agreed with mum, older sister thought I was annoying and leaving the house was for the best and William probably talked about how stupid I’ve been.”
“Emily, how can you think those things? Mum has praying for a long time for you to return home, dad’s mental state is deteriorating because he regrets not being a better father, older sister has tried long and hard trying to locate you and William, he helps older sister, he has been crying since the day you left.”
Was Billy telling the truth? How does he know such much about my past?

I woke up back in the hospital again, this time Dr Kew delivered more bad news. Due to my poor diet and lack of sunlight, I was diagnosed with cancer in the last stage. I only had a month to live. After, I received the bad news, I received visitors, and it was my mother, father, sister, brother and William. My family hugged me and apologised for all their mistakes and I never realised much they once loved me. I failed to see their affection but now I can see their affection clearly. My family supported me mentally through to my final days.

“Emily, I know you don’t have long to live but you’re the best thing that has happened to me. I’ve missed you dearly. Emily, would you take my hand in marriage?”

Dear William, I loved you very much. My heart belongs to you. I don’t have long to live so I’ve decided you’ll need to forget about me and start a new life.

“William, I love you dearly but I wouldn’t accept your offer. I’ll be gone soon, you’ll need to forget about me and start over again.”

My final words:
“I’ve spent my whole life trying to find happiness; in the end I’m dissatisfied. Happiness comes within ones self. Happiness is the light in a dark room, the light that guides us throughout life. When the light becomes dim, reignite the light yourself. You are responsible for your own happiness. Just don’t waste your life, like I did.”

I'm cold

I'm cold.
Winter is approaching.
My hands icy blue.
I hear rain, yet do not see it.
Times like these all I want is a good cuppa.
Sitting on my computer chair and my legs under my covers.
My legs are warm and my hands twig like.
The sun shines bright, laughing at all the bitter people.
The winter winds come out to play.
People confused; should I wear a jumper or not?
Some are left cold while others are left warm.
Where's my cuppa?
Oh wait, I haven't put the kettle on.
Spell check, completed.
Where's my gloves?
Hidden under the pile of winter woolies.
Every action completed is so systematic.
Must do A, then B and then C.
ROBOT!
Robot batteries are dyi...

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Freakkkkyyyy

W: *is offline*
M: I love you
W: *instantly signs online*
M: *runs*

Monday, March 9, 2009

I'm angry

Why can't I just write a stupid essay?
Look, I'm gonna fail.
My dinner is raw.
Annoying lady over at my house.
Mum gossiping and doesn't care I'm not eating.
I know I'm a fatty, but fatty still needs food.
I'm mad. THINGS ARE WRONG!

Sunday, March 8, 2009

List of Things to Do

1. Wish upon a shooting star
2. Attend Jane Austen Festival
3. Write a meaningful short story
4. Travel to Italy and live la dolce vita
5. Start a family before the age 30
6. Fall madly in love
7. Write a song
8. Visit Japan and meet a geisha
9. become an engineer
10. take photographs of the beautiful places
11. Ride in a vespa down the coast of Italy
12. Visit temples in Asia
13. Volunteer in a third world country
14. camp outdoors in outback Australia
15. Woke up knowing you're not alone in this world
16. Own a cute dog and name it Puggy
17. Perform on stage
18. Take part in a social justice rally
19. Meet my favourite Actor: Jang Geun Suk (장근석)
20. Learn how to dance

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Tremors

Roughly, 24 hours ago. There was a tremor in Melbourne.
The first thought which entered my mind was are we going to experience aftershocks?
Secondly, what about the person who I love dearly. I yearned to speak to him.
It was at the moment that I realised I really need him by my side.
With him, I don't need to fear and I can experience warmth.

你让我变成一个笨蛋!
我爱你猪先生!

Sunday, March 1, 2009

第一次

大家好!
这个是我第一次用中文写的博客。

我不想骗自己,我的心里都有你。
我最爱的人是你。
我不知道我到底做什么呢。
想知道你的心里面有没有我。

我现在安静得等你。
我爱你!

Monday, February 23, 2009

Ending of a Chapter

"Our life is defined by the opportunties... even the ones we missed."
So many words to say "I'm sorry and thank you."
These words don't matter now.
I don't think I'm cut out for relationships.
I'm a horrible person.
Ill tempered, making people mad.
Yearned so much to be loved and accepted again.
Forgot life has a hermit.
Now, left with nothingness.
Sometimes, it seems things just all go wrong on one day.
Just overwhelmed with emotions.
Actually dead on the inside.
Not smart enough, not pretty enough and not anything enough.
My spirits are crushed.
The endless sighs.
Would somebody like to teach me how to be fine again?
Eyes lowered
no smile
no life.
suppose that's all there is.
Fighting so hard and kept fighting. Only to lose.

Friday, January 30, 2009

Is that what you think of me?

I want you to sing in front of a crowd to prove my point and to humiliate you.
That's so wrong.
I wanted you to sing because I love hearing you sing that song.
My aim was not to humiliate you, you're not just a toy. Now, you probably think
I treat you as a toy.

I'm upset over something silly. I bought a keyring for you and you don't use it.
You complain it's too big for your pocket. You manage to fit your mobile and keys inside so why not a keyring?

No more excuses, just tell me as it is.