Friday, November 02, 2007
It has finally dawn upon me after all these years, it was just an infatuation with Kelly, npt love. I trully love me dearest wifey now.
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It has finally dawn upon me after all these years, it was just an infatuation with Kelly, not love. I trully love me wifey now.
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Sunday, October 28, 2007
I dedicate this new post to my beloved. The one true love of me life. And to those of you who haven't already knew, there now exist a person, a lovely lovely girl who has to bear with this scum, namely me and listen to my incessant ramblings, hence the low frequency of posts here, when its so much easier to just talk to her. Allow me to present to you, my lovely wife, Xiang.
Ok this is the part of the blog where I 'll showcase and present her lovely photo. Minor technical hitch. I dunno how to do it. Anyway, she'l lovely. She brought whole new meaning to my life. She is now my life.
It's been nearly a year already when I quite possibly made the one single committment that prior to it been one that I wouldn't haven even contemplated. I got married. Yes, me, married. Married to a girl of my dreams. In a marriage with a great girl. Someone who loves me unconditionally, whom I love with all my heart, every single blood splurting artery.
She's definitely the girl I love the most in my life, the one whom I will denounce all my past affections for, every single one of my former loves(Ok granted, there was only Kelly and Ann) are now utterly and completely replaced by her. My wife. My beloved. My Xiang.
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Ok this is the part of the blog where I 'll showcase and present her lovely photo. Minor technical hitch. I dunno how to do it. Anyway, she'l lovely. She brought whole new meaning to my life. She is now my life.
It's been nearly a year already when I quite possibly made the one single committment that prior to it been one that I wouldn't haven even contemplated. I got married. Yes, me, married. Married to a girl of my dreams. In a marriage with a great girl. Someone who loves me unconditionally, whom I love with all my heart, every single blood splurting artery.
She's definitely the girl I love the most in my life, the one whom I will denounce all my past affections for, every single one of my former loves(Ok granted, there was only Kelly and Ann) are now utterly and completely replaced by her. My wife. My beloved. My Xiang.
Friday, July 07, 2006
Life and fate have this cruel and sadistic ways of playing tricks and joke on people. It wasn't so long ago that I was so certain that my heart is dead and would not have the courage to love anyone again. Boy was I wrong.
From the moment I saw her, I knew she was someone special. The twinkle in her eyes, the impish smile betrayed the angelic face to reveal the devilish fiend inside her. There are pretty girls and there are pretty girls that's just facinating. She's one of the sweetest cutest little thing I ever laid eyes on. Yeah right, its so much easier to love a girl when they are young, pretty, cute and delicious. I kid you not when I say if she turns into a pimpled pus spewing blob of conjugated grease and cholesterol, I'll still love her. I love her not because of her physical beauty(While it certainly did help in the beginning), its everything about her. Her intelligence. Her nature. Her strength. Her clumsiness. Her rascalness. Her veracity. Her imperfections. Her.
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From the moment I saw her, I knew she was someone special. The twinkle in her eyes, the impish smile betrayed the angelic face to reveal the devilish fiend inside her. There are pretty girls and there are pretty girls that's just facinating. She's one of the sweetest cutest little thing I ever laid eyes on. Yeah right, its so much easier to love a girl when they are young, pretty, cute and delicious. I kid you not when I say if she turns into a pimpled pus spewing blob of conjugated grease and cholesterol, I'll still love her. I love her not because of her physical beauty(While it certainly did help in the beginning), its everything about her. Her intelligence. Her nature. Her strength. Her clumsiness. Her rascalness. Her veracity. Her imperfections. Her.
Sunday, June 18, 2006
To say I'm surprised by myself is an understatement.
There's definitely something about this girl that's really special. Something that make me do things all so differently.
Bah, not in a writing mood.
Love ya dear.
See! Its a big deal that I'll let a girl in to my private sanctuary, the inner reaches of my mind. I must be stark fucking raving mad this time.
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There's definitely something about this girl that's really special. Something that make me do things all so differently.
Bah, not in a writing mood.
Love ya dear.
See! Its a big deal that I'll let a girl in to my private sanctuary, the inner reaches of my mind. I must be stark fucking raving mad this time.
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
8 years ago today my best friend passed on.
既生瑜，何生亮？
My dearest friend, I miss you.
Saturday, January 07, 2006
普通朋友 - 陶吉吉
曲︰陶吉吉
詞︰陶吉吉
等待 我隨時隨地在等待
做你感情上的依賴
我沒有任何的疑問 這是愛
我猜 你早就想要說明白
我覺得自己好失敗
從天堂掉落到深淵 多無奈
我願意改變 〔WHAT CAN I DO?〕
重新再來一遍 〔JUST GIVE ME CHANCE〕
我無法只是普通朋友
感情已那麼深 叫我怎麼能收手
但你說 I ONLY WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND
做個朋友 我猜妳心中只是
JUST A FRIEND 不是情人
我感激妳對我這樣的坦白
但我給你的愛暫時收不回來
SO I 我不能只是 BE YOUR FRIEND
I JUST CAN'T BE YOUR FRIEND
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Nobody owes me a living, and nobody ever owes me anything(exception being those who owes me money, yes I expect the money to be returned somewhere in this lifetime).
Its quite often that you'll meet people, frens who sometimes go about life complaining about how they have been shortchanged, how the world has been terribly unfair to them. And sometimes by their own wallowing, expects to be treated with exception and that the normal rules of engagement do not apply to them. Wrong!
There's a fren that I have got to know recently, and I must say I'm very impressed by his maturity and his spirit. His name is Derek. Life haven exactly been kind to him since childhood since he was born special or rather quite differently from most people, he had 'gifts'. His childhood memories were of one battering to another. Instead of withdrawing into a shell and curse the world for his misfortune, as do some cancer patients berating at God and asking why me. It made him dig deep. Deep inside himself to find the strength and resolve to come out tops. He holds on to the bad memories dearly as if to serve as a reminder to continually strive to become better.
My advice to all who feel aggrieved or going through bad patches. Tough luck, get over it. Nobody owes you a living, Nobody owes you anything, if things do not turn out the way you hope, blame nobody. Its not God's fault that he does not beam upon you his blessings, lightning bolts maybe, blessings I have my doubts. Its not the competition's fault that they are better than you, everybody wants to win. This is life, live with it. If your life have been in the troughs all the while, I'm not going to tell you it'll get better, because I do not know if it turns up or down from here. I'm not God, and I think God probably don't care about a tiny insignificant pipsqueak like you. I won't encourage wallowing in the marsh of all encompassing self pitiness, its pathetic. Yeah go ahead complain to anyone and everyone who would listen about how pathetic your life have been, its only going to reinforcetheir original belief that you are a worthless spineless bag of mucus and treat you with further disdain. Neither am I the optimist who will encourage you to look on the bright side especially when it isn't all that bright. Like comparing how fortunate you are to the leper whoose family jewels just got physically detached from his torso, or the starving negros in godknowswhere africa, or Quasimodo. Shining happy people holding hands only serves to reinforce their complacencies.
Dig deep, and resolve to make yourself better. Not to get back at all who had done you wrong, or had laughed at you when you're down, but because its the only thing to do. Life's too short to be consumed by hatred, spite and revenge. Accept without being resigned. Fight without being vengeful. Shit happens, like it or not you have to live with it, its how you deal with it that defines you.
All being said and done, I'll still extend a warm invitation to all who still needs some time to distance their nostrils from the putrid air of shit. Just ask me out for a drink, preferably if you'll pay for it. Yeah go ahead and complain to me, I'll look like I'm listening to you, but I'm actually gawking at the skimpily dressed babe at the corner of the room, and you'll be none the wiser because all you ever care about is you, yourself and your own problems, but I'll garantee you that you'll feel much better for the few hours at least. All after effects from hangover are not directly attributable to me, and thank the stars I don't need to be there beside you handing out the hot towels. Merry Christmas.
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Its quite often that you'll meet people, frens who sometimes go about life complaining about how they have been shortchanged, how the world has been terribly unfair to them. And sometimes by their own wallowing, expects to be treated with exception and that the normal rules of engagement do not apply to them. Wrong!
There's a fren that I have got to know recently, and I must say I'm very impressed by his maturity and his spirit. His name is Derek. Life haven exactly been kind to him since childhood since he was born special or rather quite differently from most people, he had 'gifts'. His childhood memories were of one battering to another. Instead of withdrawing into a shell and curse the world for his misfortune, as do some cancer patients berating at God and asking why me. It made him dig deep. Deep inside himself to find the strength and resolve to come out tops. He holds on to the bad memories dearly as if to serve as a reminder to continually strive to become better.
My advice to all who feel aggrieved or going through bad patches. Tough luck, get over it. Nobody owes you a living, Nobody owes you anything, if things do not turn out the way you hope, blame nobody. Its not God's fault that he does not beam upon you his blessings, lightning bolts maybe, blessings I have my doubts. Its not the competition's fault that they are better than you, everybody wants to win. This is life, live with it. If your life have been in the troughs all the while, I'm not going to tell you it'll get better, because I do not know if it turns up or down from here. I'm not God, and I think God probably don't care about a tiny insignificant pipsqueak like you. I won't encourage wallowing in the marsh of all encompassing self pitiness, its pathetic. Yeah go ahead complain to anyone and everyone who would listen about how pathetic your life have been, its only going to reinforcetheir original belief that you are a worthless spineless bag of mucus and treat you with further disdain. Neither am I the optimist who will encourage you to look on the bright side especially when it isn't all that bright. Like comparing how fortunate you are to the leper whoose family jewels just got physically detached from his torso, or the starving negros in godknowswhere africa, or Quasimodo. Shining happy people holding hands only serves to reinforce their complacencies.
Dig deep, and resolve to make yourself better. Not to get back at all who had done you wrong, or had laughed at you when you're down, but because its the only thing to do. Life's too short to be consumed by hatred, spite and revenge. Accept without being resigned. Fight without being vengeful. Shit happens, like it or not you have to live with it, its how you deal with it that defines you.
All being said and done, I'll still extend a warm invitation to all who still needs some time to distance their nostrils from the putrid air of shit. Just ask me out for a drink, preferably if you'll pay for it. Yeah go ahead and complain to me, I'll look like I'm listening to you, but I'm actually gawking at the skimpily dressed babe at the corner of the room, and you'll be none the wiser because all you ever care about is you, yourself and your own problems, but I'll garantee you that you'll feel much better for the few hours at least. All after effects from hangover are not directly attributable to me, and thank the stars I don't need to be there beside you handing out the hot towels. Merry Christmas.
