day 480

today is day 480 already. 500days of us is coming soon. so soon.

when i need you. sigh.

i miss you. all the time. is it too much?

it is never too much, for me. there is never a time i didnt want you by my side. smother me if you may, please. i would be glad to succumb.

is this what you call karma?

20.10.2010

this number. is. rare.

but you are the rarest.

‎1 universe, 8 planets, 204 countries, 809 islands, 7 seas, 6 billion people & i met you. ♥

my doubts, your confidence?

i believe love is compromise, but doesnt that work two ways? i dont believe love is blind. i believe if you are going to be in love, you go in with your eyes wide open because every moment you take in, whether good or bad, its vibrant and superfluous. i dont believe love is dishonest, and i dont believe it holds you back. i believe it pushes you to be someone better than you are. for yourself, and for the other person. i dont believe in love. but if i did, i believe it would be like that.

i want to be more than this. i want to be the one. i want to be the air you breathe. cuz you are, to me. i want to go out, and fly. different place, different time. with you, always on my mind--better still, if you could be right by my side. we could meet up at times and go crazy with each other and you dont feel me clinging to you too much, like everyday now when i dont see you.

no trust, no future.

... people always say to follow your heart but what they dont tell you, is that,

just because you follow your heart, it doesnt mean there will be a happy ending.

-- anonymous.

1310.

special day. everything has almost been called off. just this little thing managed to happen, after straining my every thought, every breath, for a month or more. the blindfold, the nervous drive, the anticipation. maybe it brings only a little happiness, it has meant the world for me to make it happen and to see that precious smile on that face.

i guess it meant little to him than it is to me. but still, happy birthday darling! i hope this is another memory you would hold close to your heart.

yesterday was 10.10.10

this was 01.10.10

little or no doubt

today is the day to dream of trips to paris, listen to beethoven, draw comics, write letters, drink coffee, eat ice-cream, believe in more, buy flowers just because, take a walk, take a compliment, think out new ideas, rock out, stare at clouds, laugh out loud, talk to muses, plan something- a trip; a way to take over the world, start something, finish something, feel great, believe you can do it all...

i am not that independent after all :(

looking into my eyes, whisper 'with all my heart' , and kiss me. moments of pure happiness like these gives me hope that true love exists.

...i need this. always.

i adore you.

i want to show you something beautiful. i would like to think that star never dies out, and that our bodies never fade away. i want to travel to the stars that glisten in your eyes and i wanna take you with me to somewhere, somewhere only exists to you and i...

my awesome, becoming awesome-st plan

i. just.hope.it.will.work.

hurm,at least happen! the least you could expect from me darling, if i could, there will never be a dull moment for any special occasion as special as you :) you can count on that.

*fingers crossed*

it took me weeks* (more like months actually) to come up with a final plan. and it isnt final just yet, even now. i have already written lists so long i could be called a sinner for just wasting away any paper and write-able surfaces i could put my words on, including my palms when things just came up and my phone isnt available.

for now, it is just the wait, for things to fall into place. hopefully one out of that list of things would turn out perfect. plan A, then there are B, C, D, E....yadda yadda yadda. in case whichever dont work. cant even sleep thinking about the circumstances! sigh. i think im an even worse paranoid than my mother when it comes to petty stuff. well, this aint petty, righhttt??

you just know it when you feel that same exact jolt

i do. because every day is a happy countdown ‘til i get to see you again because you, are my hope of a better tomorrow. everyday comes as a miracle to me, to be able to live through with happiness is another kinda bonus. at the same time, i still try to be a struggling mix of real and perfect. at the moment, i am working on the ratio. when i get really quiet sometimes, it is because i have too much to say. i have thought of too many things to tell you all at once and i dont know what to say first.

i get immaturely jealous of anyone who gets to see you on a daily basis. i miss you really easily. but i also like it that we can be apart and we are both okay. space is good, too, right? i love the way we love some of the same things and i love how we love entirely different things. my head is a complicated pile of thoughts, and fears, and cravings, and dreams, and this tangled up nostalgia for the past and, somehow, the future. i love you, and i am so glad you are here...

captivity is the new freedom

...i just know it! hmm, or at least visit for many many days! xD

theletterkay

i'd wanna walk all day&night on all these cities, on those flats!

now i know

people never change,

they seem to stay the same.

they wear different clothes,

but play the same games.

-- maroon 5

just a note

note to self ;

dont worry. if it is supposed to happen, it will...

be still. xoxo

snoozing through

im a twenty-three-year-old confused, emotional, crazy, funny, stupid-but-smart, overthinking risk-taker who loves my boyfriend, stuck in a love-hate relationship with my family( hey, family,normal i guess xD ), reads way too much nonsense, is obsessed with beautiful things and pretty architecture, and likes long sentences or conversations. at times, i still dont know what i should or would do with my life.

just last night, i dreamt of myself having this really bad headache and sore throat of some sort. then i went to the hospital, or was it a clinic to have a check up. surprisingly though, i had to have an x-ray done. the doctor sat me down to a serious talk, and apparently he said the sentence-- this is serious, really serious. i swear i was already having cold sweat and almost died of panic just listening to voice telling me that kinda thing. being alone there to receive the news isnt such a glorious occasion too, considering i was only going for a checkup on the little discomforts on a relatively normal day. the fact that i remember vividly almost the whole dream doesnt make me feel better too, when i woke up to my mother's call--and for being late because my mobile died on me some time during the night. anyways, back to the dream. he told me that i have tumors, cancer, on the left side of my head. all the way connecting to the brain. he added, it is on a late stage already and there is nothing he could do. i remember asking him about medicines to slow it down or whatsoever. he just kept looking away and telling me there is no use for anything now, for me. feeling rejected, i asked him how long would i still be alive, asking and keep asking. but he never give me the answer for that question.

i still wonder why, up until now. i guess it will stay on my mind for quite a while. is it a sign of something bad? should i still be thinking about this, or dismiss it as just another random dream formed by the imagination?

456days,15-months on, still counting

this is just another story about girl meets boy. boy crashes her world and builds it up again together with her. this is a story of you and me, of us, and everything that we have been through.

this is not a fairytale kinda story, but it is real.

(okayyy, i know i look weird here trying to squint my eyes smaller actually.

longgg story, it was a joke at that time. so yea, here is the guy who made it all real.)

weikwan ♥ yiktian ♥ weikwan

this is just another story of boy meets girl. boy loves her. he rocks her world. this is the story about me and you, and everything that we have been through. -- the story of us. taylor swift.

montage.love.

happiness. period.

joel&edna

it was such a beautiful occasion yesterday 25-09-2010, chinese 8.18. he tied the knot, a knot that bonds both friendship and families together. they are both beautiful people, who deserves each other like what it is supposed to be. all the best to the newlywed. xoxo

keep on moving

this world is hard. it has sharp edges and points that cut. it will make you choose between love, money and sleep. choose love each time and sleep when you can, money - only when you must. because this world is hard. and at times, it is too hard for me.

i get to a point where i just wanna walk pass things that hurts me like it doesnt bother me, or as if i didnt have a bit of care at all. sometimes. it works. sometimes. i doesnt. either way, i would just continue smiling, and hold my head up high. for i know i am worth more than what can bring me down. of course, everybody is above failure. we just have to acknowledge it, and learn from it. then, screw the past. we leave them behind and move on!

honey let me sing you a song

--song title by matt hires. really sweet. you guys should listen to it, and maybe be serenaded for a while : )

i feel uninspired. so i have been listening to a lot of different genres and finding out a lot of weird sites online lately. it made me open up to new ideas and just meet any expectations of me in my own comfortable strides. you should too.

i feel persuasive today. maybe it is just the hype, for minutes. maybe after this post i would be the same old me again. drawing up clouds on paper...

xoxo

impression, perception, prejudice.

it is alllll connected!

dear sir,

with first impression, falls perception. prejudice gets you nowhere.

thank you.

i happen to always screw up in a lot of this confusions, and then make a big mess out for myself. do you? i half expect things to turn out great in the end when i am just at the start. talk about being overly-confident, or overly dreamy. either one, im just the happiest and most enthusiastic, untilllll somebody or something ruins the whole picture midway. then...it goes all downhill from there. no more miss sunshine. just, an ignorant sulky little girl.

okay. here goes, may things go smooth, today, tomorrow, and the day after!

things i love on a tuesday*

...it is the day after mon-ster-dayyy, a day when i am either nonchalant about what is to come or is very excited about what there is to do, a day that is not the start but is also yet the end of the week, a day to be myself -- tuesday!

okay, i know that sounds really random. i think that workload, or rather, the fact that im neglecting my work-ponsibility. hah. there, new vocabulary! i am such a nitwit when it comes to work-related-things sometimes. so lazy.

happy tuesday people. out. xoxo

skin-deep friendship

often, times when people comment me for holding my head up and showing strength in the face of death and loss, i speculate exactly what it means to be strong. im surviving every day, but what does that survival entail? from the moment i open my eyes each morning to the minute i close them once again, there is only one thing on my mind. distractions are great, sure, but only for the time being. it is only a matter of time before i find myself alone, and thinking about you, once again. i have never been faced with such a significant loss before. friends--that i once had.

so, i guess what im trying to figure out is if the strength you all constantly refer to, is the manner in which i carry myself, or the fact that i have yet to post a video of me sobbing, with make-up running down my cheeks? because i do cry, a lot i guess. late at night, in the middle of the day, any time i can safely shed my tears without troubling those around me. i dont need to tell you guys that every minute i spend crying, or that i cry at all, because i know you guys can feel it through my writing. i would rather you read the good things about us, and feel for yourself the relationship we had.

all a big laugh

i love laughs. the laughs, hearty laughs, happy laughs, ticklish laughs, the whole idea of just laughing.

having a good laugh is really what it takes to break ice, rekindle relationships, to stop a cold war, to, just, live, sometimes.

im happy to have my doses of laugh every day, and more during breaks from work spending time with loved ones. he, in particular, keeps me at the threshold of my wits where it gets exhausting to laugh till you cry and vice versa, most of the times.

rainbows&unicorns

all i have ever wanted was someone who convince me enough for me to trust, to stop me from thinking...

sometimes, i think i have found him, to whatever, i dont know. but he is there, and he is real. although some of the times i get so distraught and on the verge of being torn apart by my own thoughts of everything in my life, i think i am thankful to have problems and blessings that taught me to think many ways round.

yes, call me naive, call me silly. but i still think fairytale exists. well, maybe not the whole technicolor version of it. but the whole idea of what was in the animated world actually happens in real life. thus, the cartoons and all, rigggghttt? maybe just someday, someday i will have my own versions of rainbow and unicorn. going back in time, or going ahead, i dont know. but for sure, it is gonna be a hell of a ride from then on...

i miss talking, so i type!

...sometimes, not being able to be understood by people you loved most is utter disappointment. what i do is i would write my heart out, yes, whole heart like the end of the world! getting better, or not, letting it out and being noticed, or not, makes so much difference. but of course, what is the use of being understood when the person has no intention or whatsoever to try to get near to your soul?

for what is worth

some things are worth ignoring. some things are worth fighting for.

am very afraid for what the future brings. a lot of things that people foresee, are not exactly the best of visions. sigh.

happy times, overshadowed by bad ones?

i count you twice

when i count my blessings, i count you twice.

we all have dreams. we all have insecurities. we all have thoughts we couldnt reveal, happens again, again, and again. we all could always be you and me now, tomorrow, even yesterday, we are all but human.

who would have thought?

...having you is like a very very happy merry-go-round that never stops turning. i hope that happiness lasts as long as we breathe, and forevermore.

this love means so much more than just the kisses and cuddles. it is a representation of how both of us grow up together while being the individuals that we are...

all it takes

...is acceptance actually. in everything. i realize that if i could slowly accept things that i dislike about myself, i could actually be happier and more relaxed about being me. if i could just accept what happens for the mere reasoning of why it happened in the first place, then i would have saved myself the pain of being angry and uptight about it. also, if i would just change whatever that should be changed--for the best, and just accept the rest of whatever that i couldnt change at the very least, it would make a big difference in terms of my own emotions and relationship with people around me.

all of these make sense, i guess there is always price to pay for understanding it now, maybe not sooner (because i need to learn the lessons), and not a lot later ( for it may be too late). but i guess it was all worth it, for the same reason and the only one happiness.

you could say that i have had a list of things that i wished was a lot different for myself. many things were actually illusions and stuff that media exaggerated over the years of me growing up, peer pressure and whats not. but i was glad that somehow i wasnt caught in the worst situations, not yet, and i hope that never happens though, since i am already writing about these now. anyways, i am glad to have had people in my life who were real and constructing to me. thank god.

all it takes, is just for me to open my eyes, and see...

tinggi-tinggi gunung kinabalu

i love kota kinabalu. like really, actually. but then again, i love to explore other possibilities too. and i would love to go out and just bang some walls. lol. it is literally a chinese saying translated like that. hmm, i guess the time will come, when opportunities knock just like it did when i wasnt searching for it and hoping so hard and facing disappointments over disappointments. maybe i should really just wait, and bask in my happiness by the moment...

guitar keys & piano strings

just living is not enough. one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.

-- hans christian andersen

i have been ungrateful a lot of times in my life, but most of the times, i realized is that i am just ranting nonsensical disagreement with my actually colorful life. which is really not very grateful of me. but really, who wouldnt wanna wish for a string of good luck plus many streaks of pure joy all the way through life? i do, love people serenading me with lovely tunes and well, maybe a little sugar coated truths wouldnt hurt. just not let it be lies. different things could be music to the heart for different individuals. different preferences suit different personalities. that is the way it goes. everything is always going to change, but we should know best what makes us content and what makes us unhappy.

for all these, i thank a lot of people and things for always breezing through my hardships, daily struggles, and for just being a pebble i stumble on. it might have been a good thing, even if it has just given me something else to remember a day by...

a day & a night without technology, no, almost!

30th-31st august 2010, a road trip right after work on the 30th! beat that! dead tiring but it was crazy! w hole night of binging and rami and random rants all the way till morning comes! kudat, tip of borneo, trip again! this time we went to kelabu beach, trekked a mysterious island via a sand path that separates two sides of the beach (this is awesome, one side is filled with waves and the other--lake-steady! cool much?!) and had a hell of a time and painful experience for me at the rocky parts of simpang mengayau. all in all, it was HIGH !

normal days isnt as normal when you have the best company. good times last forever in memory. owh well, happy squints, happy yells, pain + sweat+ burns spells fun getaway!

i think that pain should only be felt for a short amount of time. happiness should out number it every day, every way. either one should not be suppressed by any means. ♥ yiktian

ps: got REAL hurt during the trip. wounded and bled a lot. but lots of TLC from him, and everybody makes it all worthwhile. i managed to NOT sulk through the pain. yay me! and the rest of the pics, facebook baby! LOLs

midterm, and doubts

it has been a long way, from graduation, from emotional breakdowns, and from family turmoils. it has been a long way, for us, since we started to run this life as a team. i was so afraid to let myself fall into emotional traps again, but after all these amazing months i couldnt be any happier. i love you, yiktian. yes, there were bad times. there were very hard times in between, but after those things they had only made us stronger, for it is still going on and we are both changed people. inside and out. period. i wanted so much, and i had wasted so much. now it is just endless time, of love and endearments. all that i ask of you, is not promises that should fade with time passed, but of real commitment and faith to make our dreams come true.

i try to take mind-pictures of every moment i could remember, so that i could engrave them deep in my mind and smile and relive them whenever i want to.

looking left, 'stead of right

it is okay. it is okay to want something you cant have. it is okay to want something more. it is okay to cry when you are hurt, and it is okay to stay mad at someone who hurt you. believe it or not, it is always going to be okay. that is just how it works. sometimes things dont work out how you want them to, and most of the time, it seems like they never will. but eventually, everything is going to smooth out some way or another. you just have to believe, keep your faith, and move on.

i still dont understand how i could feel so okay one moment and only to have everything come crashing down the next. it is like the world is playing some cruel joke on me. the horrible thing is that once you realize what it feels like to be happy, sadness is no longer numbness. you can feel it like a giant black hole in your stomach that sucks the life out of you...

birthday '10

9.nine. could it be better than this, and the meaning behind this? if there is forever, it would be a lifetime of love and good times! 26-08-10.

i guess pictures say it all...

birthday eve, mosaic*, Hyatt--KK. 25-08-2010.

happiness + ♥♥♥ = big fat jolly time! i had to thank everybody for everything. nothing fancy-smancy but i guess i was overwhelmed, a bit. big big hugs to all and especially you for these memory i'll carve in my heart for always!

the rest of the week is only more awesome-ness! even being sick couldnt slow me down...

my biggest enemy

...is you!

im in love with the best man i have ever met. but he is also seriously getting on my freakin nerves right now. still, i love you darling...

he is the best, and also the worst kind ever! ...who went all the way in getting my heart and then leaving me to wonder what has gone wrong.

yiktian.is.♥ !

fourletterstory

i teeter totter from verge-of-mental-breakdown to super-perfectionist on a daily basis. ayy, so, i wouldnt say that im put together.

usually we walk around constantly believing ourselves. im okay, we say. im alright. but sometimes the truth arrives on you and you cant get it off. that is when you realize that sometimes it isnt even an answer—it is a question. even now, i wonder how much of my life is convinced. i wonder how much of myself is convinced of all that is happening around me. i wonder, if things will ever change between you and me. i wonder if i will meet strangers who gives me a new sense of belonging. do you ever need that answer like i do? do you ever have that kind of longing that you yourself dont even know what it is?

love is weird. it lead me to believe that i am a part of it, and then let me doubt its whole existence all over again. oh, maybe that is what i do. typical me...

does the star have anything to do with this ambiguity of mine? tell me...

this marks the beginning of the end of mediocre me!

guess what, i just recently mentioned about loving my hair being combed through and messed around by somebody, my mommy just did today! all of a sudden she came up with a nice hair styling clip of some sort, and she runs tests, on my hair, and we laughed about some silly shapes and styles that she did-- a little incorrectly with it.

things to do on really event-less times;

i would think to...

put on a pretty dress.
sleep in and cuddle.
read your favorite book.
go out and getting myself free hugs from the dogs
write letters, postcards, post-it-notes.
drink lots of coffee or tea, ice-blended or hot--it doesnt matter.
call somebody, and just be nice.



random stuffs. and i have already done a few. just need to get those stamps on and then the posting. hope things will be more interesting tomorrow and after that and after that and after that...

freedom is self explanatory

sometimes in life we went off course, not knowing where we are standing and where we are heading. the people around you can only hold your hand. it is up to you yourself to hear what your heart is telling you. and sometimes we are required to blindly follow our heart...

if you knew you were gonna die today, would it make any difference?

thunder&lightning

the little quirks are precisely the things that i love. it is our romance, and it is a real romance. wonderful, because all the pieces of me, fit with the pieces of him...

true perfection doesnt exist. nobody is always kind, always fair. there is not a person out there free of physical imperfections such as pimples, wrinkles, scars. but when you fall in love, the one you love becomes perfect in your eyes. that beautiful mark, his ability to sing, his weird way of doing things, his tendency to snore when he sleeps. you dont mind. you embrace these quirks, the blemishes. because put together with everything else, they comprise the one who makes you happiest. who knows you best. who makes you feel like you can do anything you dream of. you are not perfect. the one you are with isnt perfect. but you are perfect together. in your own way. and in love, that is all that matters.

you, are my thunder&lightning darling...

hair, heels, and everything in between

another rant...

i think that make up is a fabulous invention. i love getting dolled up and feeling pretty. though, i believe that make up should never cover up. be proud of your looks and flaunt what you have!

sometimes, i am guilty of the misuse too. it isnt really me, after all those time and effort. so in the end, it is no longer about feeling good about yourself. it is self-torture. so now, yes, i still put make up on. and i still wear sky high heels, if i could. i just hope i dont try too hard and get myself into ugly situations. (i did, and oh-the-embarrassments) but hey, im just a girl, and being a girl these are just some crazy things i do, and to myself, not you!

pep talk

someone will always be prettier. they will always be smarter. their house will always be bigger. they will drive a better car. their children will do better in school, and their husbands will fix more things about the house. so let it go, and love yourself and your circumstances. think about it: the prettiest women in the world have turmoils in their home, and the highly favoured woman at your job may be unable to have children. the richest woman you know, she has got the car, the house, the clothes - might be lonely. and the world says if i have no love, i am nothing. so again, love who you are. look in the mirror in the morning and smile and say i am blessed to be stressed and too anointed to be disappointed. winners make things happen; losers let things happen.

.la douleur exquise.

i want to be with a guy i can engage in intellectual, deep conversations with. i need a guy from the movies. but guys like that dont exist in real life.

they really dont. but sometimes, if you are lucky enough, you find something better than the movies. love exists, i promise you that. just have patience and dont go looking for it. once you stop searching, love falls right into your lap. until then, have fun, and dont take anything too seriously. it is only life...

that girl

i know this girl, he said, “and she is beautiful but she doesnt know it. she is funny, she is a cool person to hang out with, she holds deep conversation, she knows how to take a joke, and when she smiles her eyes get so chinky and it is so cute. sometimes she is really slow and clumsy and she always seems to hurt herself somehow. but I like her stupidity, it makes my day. And when she’s upset, she can’t ever hide it no matter how hard she tries. she has this laugh that is quite addictive, it will make you want to laugh along with her. she is always laughing and smiling, she is like a ray of warm sunshine that melts my heart. i love everything about her. her scent, her likes and dislikes, the way she complains, the cute logo tee she wears, and her modesty. what i do wish for her to change is her lack of self confidence, a girl like her should believe in herself. she would do anything to make her friends and other people gain confidence and feel good about herself but what she doesnt know if that she deserves more credit than she gives herself. one day, i hope she looks in the mirror and see what i see - her flawless beauty. "

-- ming liu

dont you just melt when someone say this whole shit to you? awww.......

girly thought

dont spend every moment arguing with the ones you love,

it just might be the last moment you will share.

-- quote.

ever since i was small i loved feeling somebody comb my hair. mommy used to do it everyday back when i was schooling. it made me go all sleepy and peaceful and loved. were there anything that you loved about your childhood, being the girl or the boy that you are? do you sometimes think about it and missed doing the same things again every now and then?

unforeseen circumstances

i actually wonder if all everybody does is actually sincere. are you sincere? is it all real? i wonder about a lot of things, yes, up until today. i wonder, and i still ask a hell load of questions.

to me, my illusions on self-confidence have answered several questions on why smart people think highly of themselves. on why athletic people are mainly proud (and some, too proud) of their physical appearance capabilities. on why model-like women carry their head up high as if they are giraffes looking at the vast horizon, and on why the creative and the misunderstood tend to concoct things for their fulfillment. confidence is finding something to love about yourself. in my case, not so much about myself at all. as conceited and pitiful as it may sound, i create things around myself to love.

...and that, creates my self-confidence, and happiness.

all month long

i wanted to memorize every detail, play it back in slow motion, and make it last forever.

we loved with a love that was more than love.

-Edgar Allan Poe

there are no perfect relationships. love doesnt exist the way it is depicted in the movies. love, as portrayed in film, is a fallacy. an illusion. this is, perhaps, the best explanation for our constant disappointment and failed relationships - our persistence to obtain something that just doesnt exist. no relationship is perfect, because no living being is perfect. try as we may, we will never find that guy who says all the right things at exactly the right time, every time. love is not perfect, and i believe with fiber of my being that every argument, every fight, and every word exchanged between two people contributes to their growth as a couple. with every fight, you learn more about yourself, about him/her, and about your relationship together. together, you establish boundaries, lines that cannot be crossed, and just how far you can push another person before realizing you share their pain. every tear shed not only contributes to the progression of your relationship, but also the growth of yourself. through all of this, you will learn the pain is simply a reminder of just how strong your love is. if it wasnt love, it wouldnt make a difference. it wouldnt matter. no pain, no gain? pfft.

but i will have a little confession to make. i love you, and you are as perfect as i think you to be. your love gives me hope to something better...

blinder than black

i could write a love story and try to convince every single reader that i know what i am talking about. but the truth is, when it comes to love, nobody knows what they are talking about.

there was a single thought in my head : keep thinking. thinking would keep me alive. but now that im alive, thinking is killing me. thinking, the mind, to be specific, is border-less. you could think until the end of time and there would still be more to think about...

i found, YOU!

i found somebody that i could annoy--purposely&permanently, my whole life. and you, darling, are the lucky one!

list of things to do : make a new to-do list!

career--happiness--love--family

(not in any particular order...yet) pfft. i think happiness alone already concluded ALL of the mentioned!

bright lights

you and i, my darling, we are gonna have a big love affair and it might not work but somewhere along the way we would have created history and lots of memories and at least we could tell the world that we have tried. the best part is, these things last longer than you and i added up living. if forever exists, it is there probably forever and more.

chasing skies

at this point, the sky doesnt seem so high anymore. we both seem to be cruising on the freeway, heading somewhere between reality and fairytale. it might end someday, or not, but gosh...we have tried! all that we have been through, is nothing close to what is said and done in fictions. it is a story, real and all that craze.

work has always been a reality checkpoint for me day after day, knowing that i am grounded by something of this life and not merely a dream. everyday, no matter how i feel i get up, get dressed up, and i show up. well, there may be a few exclusions on those extra lazy days when i just feel dead. well, yea, i have lots of those days and that might just kill this career thing someday. now, im gonna wait and wait and wait, no, probably work things out, and then wait. the best is yet to come!

yiktian, you are my superstar!