Save me....

will u still trust sum1 u trusted deeply when he/she/it lied to u? betraying ur trust when u had full support of tt particular person? what will ur reactions be when u find out?

pls dun hate him...dun distrust him more. he din wan thgs to b this wae either.

believe tt he will avert all disaster...and emerge victorious.

i believe he will...i noe he believe tt he will too.

15th of march, the final showdown. make or break the wall of trust. onli God will judge.

***

aniwae, went vivo wif sher to buy sum clothes. it was gd, as compared to where we came frm. guess thgs are different now. i cldn't believe tt "conversation" cld actuallie take place. perhaps talking without stress is the secret to a happie conversation? oh well...no matter wad God will b the judge.

din reallie haf much of a mood to shop todae after sumthg happened. a storm is brewing. i mus b ready fer it. even if i'll perish, i'll go wif glory and pride.

i'm sick of being a worm already. kill mi now so tt i may b reborn, a new person.

till again. if i survive...God save my soul.

成功口诀

成功的妈妈是失败。
成功的朋友是坚持。
成功的敌人是放弃。

我要成功而且我一定会成功！
我要控制我的大脑去成功，而不让我的大脑控制我去失败！
不到最后一分钟决不放弃！

加油吧！奋勇向前，做的真正的男子汉！不要在巍首巍尾了！
昨日种种昨日死，今日种种今日生。

新诗欣赏

夜深人静之时， 我感情流露最真实， 我用情也最深。
我不是诗人。我只为了写作，抒发情感而写。

静夜思

夜幕低垂，我寄思念于星宿。
孤月独鸣，唯心弦音乐伴奏。

望远星空，突见一流星掠过。

寂静响彻，夜深哭泣是何人？




爱的交响曲

交响曲在我耳边奏着。
我指挥隐型的乐队。
渐快！渐慢！
高潮起伏由我掌控。

曲终人散，现实清晰。

好残酷。

谢谢光临！慢走，有空再来。 别把我遗忘了。

aFrAiD...

i'm afraid of being lonely...it sets my thoughts running wild like a bush fire gone crazy and the flames of darkness consumes my whole being, leaving me an empty shell only with past memories to haunt me.

sometimes, i can't help but think that perhaps its destined that i should be alone. perhaps it's fate that i have no one to cuddle and no one to share my deepest secrets.

perhaps this is what they call--retribution.

ah! crap...whatever!

been in an 'olden chinese' cum poetry frenzy today. have always liked writing poetry in chinese but there was no one i could share them with. perhaps no one really appreciates my works? it's hard to find someone who can actually share the same interest in chinese with me. this alone makes mi feel lonely. truth is, i spent tremendous effort to 'feel' and write out every word (okok! i typed it in my hp!). everyone of those words were of my own. haha foolish me. was i waiting for an answer? that's so dumb! "the best way to avoid a rejection is to not make an invitation" how could i forget the golden rule?

confident as i may seem on the outside, i'm actually quite vulnerable in the inside. i have phobias that no one knows. i have sadness that i cry only to the shadows. and sorrows that i only the moon and the stars know of. sometimes i feel i have no friends, at least no one close enough to share my problems with. problems that i feel are too heavy for them to share.

but its ok.

i'll emerge victorious over all obstacles with God's grace and mercy. please Lord, make me strong. take away all these sorrows that plague me. undo these problems that tangle up my thoughts. please...i beg of you....amen

on another note, i just found out about white valentine's day from a friend. and her birthday actually falls on that day. haha how romantic yea? it's amazing how different cultures celebrate certain festivals and it really intrigues me. and the idea is somewhat romantic on its on. girl likes boy, gives boy token of love on 14th feb. boy likes girl too, gives girl token of love on 14th march. kinda sweet yea? haha such things will never happen to me. oh crap!

come april, there'll be a convention at hong kong for japanlife. japan will be sending 2000 people to participate in this international convention. i really want to be there to witness the grandness and influence of japanlife and the trade itself. i want to find my confidence and make it big. believing that through belief, trust and follow i can do it...again. todae boss said something that made me feel, "people in this trade tend to feel lonely at times..." how true...how true.

will i see you in dreamland tonight? hush...don't worry. i know your answer already. i'm glad i'm a friend. i am...what else can i wish for?

Once upon a time...

whoo~ can't believe it! i started another blog! haha was jus thinking how life kinda sucked and i wanted to blog about it and *poof*! here it it! now that i have a blog...i don't know what to blog about...let mi see...ok! i know what! i'll write a story...

Once, there was a boy who believed that when God created humans, He made them in pairs. He believed that there's someone out there who makes the other half of him. And with that belief, he started on his search for the "perfect girl".
He never quite found her till he met *her*. She was like an angel who descended into his life. For once he felt that there was hope in life, in love. But as he looked back at himself, compared to her, he was nothing. He's not the typical "tall, dark, handsome" hunk a girl would drool over. In fact he was "short, fat and ugly". Hence, though he thought he had found her, he never dared approached her. To him, she was perfect. Being talented and smart, she was also cute.
Everyday, he would wait to take a bus that would most probably cross her path and walk silently behind her from the bus stop to the traffic light and across the road. He takes soft silent steps so that she wouldn't hear him. And she never did.
For 2 years, he would silently admire her beauty from afar. He would walk pass the classrooms she was in just to have a peek at her. Though he would very much wanna know her name or even hear her voice, he never garnered enough courage to talk to her. During one of his performances he tried to throw a paper aeroplane in her direction hoping it'll get her attention but it never happened.
When the time came to leave the place that enabled him to lay eyes on her, he was sad. He promised himself never to look back. Never to think of her again. "Life goes on," he told himself. Time, he hope will heal all wounds. He used to think how foolish it is to feel hurt by someone who doesn't even know you. Now he knows how it feels. The pain of losing even before gaining. The pain of never getting to know her.
Sometimes, in the heart of the night, he would think to himself, "would things have been different if i live it again?".
Looking up at the cloudless starry night, he says out loud,"Goodnight girl, may we meet in dreamland tonight."

-End-
ok! how was it? good? i was trying to type in proper english and trying really hard not to use msn-language. hope you liked it! and i dedicate it to you...and ya happy new year!