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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?