Dar...
I hope you are doing fine.
Sky told me that you didn't make it to school, that you collapsed on the way.
I'm sorry I can't be there by your side...
This is one of your favourite songs.
Friends - Michael W. Smith
Packing up the dreams God planted
In the fertile soil of you
Can't believe the hopes He's granted
Means a chapter in your life is through
But we'll keep you close as always
It won't even seem you've gone
'Cause our hearts in big and small ways
Will keep the love that keeps us strong
Chorus:
And friends are friends forever
If the Lord's the Lord of them
And a friend will not say never
'Cause the welcome will not end
Though it's hard to let you go
In the Father's hands we know
That a lifetime's not too long to live as friends.
With the faith and love God's given
Springing from the hope we know
We will pray the joy you'll live in
Is the strength that now you show
But we'll keep you close as always
It won't even seem you've gone
'Cause our hearts in big and small ways
Will keep the love that keeps us strong
Chorus
Stay stong dar...
Will be praying for you.
Monday, October 30, 2006
This is going to be one extremely long post. I decided to lump all of it together (although it is going to be very tiring for your eyes) because they're somehow related.
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I took this off Ron's gf, Pam's blog..
It's real nice..
SHMILY
My grandparents were married for over half a century, and played their own special game from the time they had met each other. The goal of their game was to write the word "shmily" in a surprise place for the other to find. They took turns leaving "shmily" around the house, and as soon as one of them discovered it, it was their turn to hide it once more.
They dragged "shmily" with their fingers through the sugar and flour containers to await whoever was preparing the next meal. They smeared it in the dew on the windows overlooking the patio where my grandma always fed us warm, homemade pudding with blue food coloring. "Shmily" was written in the steam left on the mirror after a hot shower, where it would reappear bath after bath.
At one point, my grandmother even unrolled an entire roll of toilet paper to leave shmily on the very last sheet.
There was no end to the places "shmily" would pop up. Little notes with "shmily" scribbled hurriedly were found on dashboards and car seats, or taped to steering wheels. The notes were stuffed inside shoes and left under pillows. "Shmily" was written in the dust upon the mantel and traced in the ashes of the fireplace. This mysterious word was as much a part of my grandparents' house as the furniture.
It took me a long time before I was able to fully appreciate my grandparents' game. Skepticism has kept me from believing in true love - one that is pure and enduring. However, I never doubted my grandparents' relationship. They had love down pat. It was more than their flirtatious little games; it was a way of life. Their relationship was based on a devotion and passionate affection which not everyone is lucky enough to experience.
Grandma and Grandpa held hands every chance they could. They stole kisses as they bumped into each other in their tiny kitchen. They finished each other's sentences and shared the daily crossword puzzle and word jumble. My grandma whispered to me about how cute my grandpa was, how handsome an old man he had grown to be. She claimed that she really knew "how to pick 'em." Before every meal they bowed heads and gave thanks, marveling at their blessings: a wonderful family, good fortune, and each other.
But there was a dark cloud in my grandparents' life: my grandmother had breast cancer. The disease had first appeared ten years earlier. As always, Grandpa was with her every step of the way. He comforted her in their yellow room, painted that color so she could always be surrounded by sunshine, even when she was too sick to go outside.
Now the cancer was once again attacking her body. With the help of a cane and my grandfather's steady hand, they still went to church every morning. But my grandmother grew steadily weaker until, finally, she could not leave the house anymore. For a while, Grandpa could go to church alone, praying to God to watch over his wife. Then one day, what we all dreaded finally happened. Grandma was gone.
"Shmily." It was scrawled in yellow on the pink ribbons of my grandmother's funeral bouquet. As the crowd thinned and the last mourners turned to leave, my aunts, uncles, cousins and other family members came forward and gathered around Grandma one last time. Grandpa stepped up to my grandmother's casket and, taking a shaky breath, he began to sing to her. Through his tears and grief, the song came, a deep and throaty lullaby.
Shaking with my own sorrow, I will never forget that moment. For I knew then that, although I couldn't begin to fathom the depth of their love, I had been privileged to witness its unmatched beauty.
S-h-m-i-l-y: See How Much I Love You. Thank you, Grandma and Grandpa, for letting me see.
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A couple of days back, baby and I ran into a huge problem which left both of us stranded.
He wanted me beside him but he felt that I won't be there and I on the other hand felt that he's pushing me away.
The silence was awkward.
The pain so vivid and real.
Problems arise within couples, no couple have ever went thru their relationship as though they were on a bed of roses - even the most beautiful rose has thorns.
The first thing that went through my mind was that he was running away from me.
Yet, I couldn't blame him because I had caused him to feel pain that he's never felt before - the feeling of being hung on a string as I deliberated my decision.
Like as though a knife was pierced into his heart and is going deeper by the minute, only to be relieved by a simple 'No' or sent plunging thru with a 'Yes'.
The next thing was - Is this the end of our happy moments? Are the times from now going to be nothing but quarrels, disagreements.
Is it a pause, a comma, or a full stop altogether?
He hurt so much, he was quiet.
Maybe he wanted me to leave him alone because my presence seemed to make him reject me more.
He didnt know what he wanted.
He only hoped for me beside him.
But he was pushing me away...
I hurt by his reaction.
His look.
His tone.
His actions.
All seem to shoot arrows at me telling me - It's YOUR fault I'm feeling like that.
I admit, I was in the wrong.
We talked it out.
Tears were shed.
At least it's not that bad now.
This reinforces the point that communication is of utmost importance. Even body language tells a lot because more than 70% of communication is non-vocal.
Baby, I thank God that we're still together.
Sorry for all my dumb and stupid mistakes and for making you feel transparent.
Whenever you say that you grow up eating glass, it makes me feel the pain.
Sorry for the pain that I let you experience.
Thank you for loving me although I'm the source of your sorrow and pain.
I'll try to keep you company, so that you'll not feel alone.
Like what Sharlena said,
You've got me now.
Thank you for all you've done for me.
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Dar..
You've done so much for someone who doesn't know how to appreciate or even care about you. I feel injustice for you and yet I can't do anything about it.
I'm sorry I'm so useless.
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Just know that I love you. The both of you.
My love, Lenny See Tho Kong Yong
and Quah Shu Ting, Diana
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I took this off Ron's gf, Pam's blog..
It's real nice..
SHMILY
My grandparents were married for over half a century, and played their own special game from the time they had met each other. The goal of their game was to write the word "shmily" in a surprise place for the other to find. They took turns leaving "shmily" around the house, and as soon as one of them discovered it, it was their turn to hide it once more.
They dragged "shmily" with their fingers through the sugar and flour containers to await whoever was preparing the next meal. They smeared it in the dew on the windows overlooking the patio where my grandma always fed us warm, homemade pudding with blue food coloring. "Shmily" was written in the steam left on the mirror after a hot shower, where it would reappear bath after bath.
At one point, my grandmother even unrolled an entire roll of toilet paper to leave shmily on the very last sheet.
There was no end to the places "shmily" would pop up. Little notes with "shmily" scribbled hurriedly were found on dashboards and car seats, or taped to steering wheels. The notes were stuffed inside shoes and left under pillows. "Shmily" was written in the dust upon the mantel and traced in the ashes of the fireplace. This mysterious word was as much a part of my grandparents' house as the furniture.
It took me a long time before I was able to fully appreciate my grandparents' game. Skepticism has kept me from believing in true love - one that is pure and enduring. However, I never doubted my grandparents' relationship. They had love down pat. It was more than their flirtatious little games; it was a way of life. Their relationship was based on a devotion and passionate affection which not everyone is lucky enough to experience.
Grandma and Grandpa held hands every chance they could. They stole kisses as they bumped into each other in their tiny kitchen. They finished each other's sentences and shared the daily crossword puzzle and word jumble. My grandma whispered to me about how cute my grandpa was, how handsome an old man he had grown to be. She claimed that she really knew "how to pick 'em." Before every meal they bowed heads and gave thanks, marveling at their blessings: a wonderful family, good fortune, and each other.
But there was a dark cloud in my grandparents' life: my grandmother had breast cancer. The disease had first appeared ten years earlier. As always, Grandpa was with her every step of the way. He comforted her in their yellow room, painted that color so she could always be surrounded by sunshine, even when she was too sick to go outside.
Now the cancer was once again attacking her body. With the help of a cane and my grandfather's steady hand, they still went to church every morning. But my grandmother grew steadily weaker until, finally, she could not leave the house anymore. For a while, Grandpa could go to church alone, praying to God to watch over his wife. Then one day, what we all dreaded finally happened. Grandma was gone.
"Shmily." It was scrawled in yellow on the pink ribbons of my grandmother's funeral bouquet. As the crowd thinned and the last mourners turned to leave, my aunts, uncles, cousins and other family members came forward and gathered around Grandma one last time. Grandpa stepped up to my grandmother's casket and, taking a shaky breath, he began to sing to her. Through his tears and grief, the song came, a deep and throaty lullaby.
Shaking with my own sorrow, I will never forget that moment. For I knew then that, although I couldn't begin to fathom the depth of their love, I had been privileged to witness its unmatched beauty.
S-h-m-i-l-y: See How Much I Love You. Thank you, Grandma and Grandpa, for letting me see.
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A couple of days back, baby and I ran into a huge problem which left both of us stranded.
He wanted me beside him but he felt that I won't be there and I on the other hand felt that he's pushing me away.
The silence was awkward.
The pain so vivid and real.
Problems arise within couples, no couple have ever went thru their relationship as though they were on a bed of roses - even the most beautiful rose has thorns.
The first thing that went through my mind was that he was running away from me.
Yet, I couldn't blame him because I had caused him to feel pain that he's never felt before - the feeling of being hung on a string as I deliberated my decision.
Like as though a knife was pierced into his heart and is going deeper by the minute, only to be relieved by a simple 'No' or sent plunging thru with a 'Yes'.
The next thing was - Is this the end of our happy moments? Are the times from now going to be nothing but quarrels, disagreements.
Is it a pause, a comma, or a full stop altogether?
He hurt so much, he was quiet.
Maybe he wanted me to leave him alone because my presence seemed to make him reject me more.
He didnt know what he wanted.
He only hoped for me beside him.
But he was pushing me away...
I hurt by his reaction.
His look.
His tone.
His actions.
All seem to shoot arrows at me telling me - It's YOUR fault I'm feeling like that.
I admit, I was in the wrong.
We talked it out.
Tears were shed.
At least it's not that bad now.
This reinforces the point that communication is of utmost importance. Even body language tells a lot because more than 70% of communication is non-vocal.
Baby, I thank God that we're still together.
Sorry for all my dumb and stupid mistakes and for making you feel transparent.
Whenever you say that you grow up eating glass, it makes me feel the pain.
Sorry for the pain that I let you experience.
Thank you for loving me although I'm the source of your sorrow and pain.
I'll try to keep you company, so that you'll not feel alone.
Like what Sharlena said,
You've got me now.
Thank you for all you've done for me.
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Dar..
You've done so much for someone who doesn't know how to appreciate or even care about you. I feel injustice for you and yet I can't do anything about it.
I'm sorry I'm so useless.
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Just know that I love you. The both of you.
My love, Lenny See Tho Kong Yong
and Quah Shu Ting, Diana
Friday, October 27, 2006
| What Your Soul Really Looks Like |
 You are a very grounded, responsible, and realistic person. People may not want to hear the truth from you, but they're going to get it. You see yourself with pretty objective eyes. How you view yourself is almost exactly how other people view you. Your near future is a lot like the present, and as far as you're concerned, that's a very good thing. For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust. |
It's been a relatively quiet morning which started with me staring in disbelief at my company email account that stated 50.19Mb (Mail quota exceeded).
The next thing I did was to ruthlessly delete all attachments and large emails (yes.. I do have large emails that comes in 1k++ Mb).
Then compacted the mailbox and waited for at least an hour before the system responded and showed me that my mailbox is only 7.76Mb used.
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Topic for today - Beauty
I am not about to start giving beauty tips as to how to better take care of your skin or your figure and the such. If you want good skin, go to a dematologist or for facial. If you want a good figure, go exercise or gym or slimming.
What I want to talk about has NOTHING to do with outward beauty.
Most of you should know about the guys latest craze - the movie, Dead Or Alive. The main reason being, there are gorgeous, hot babes starring in it.
Now, I don't exactly suppose we girls can stop the guys from ogling and drooling at them because I think the girls are really hot.
To quote my guy when we were walking along the poster area of CityLink Mall (where they had changed their posters to that of the DOA stars), "I want all these posters in my room, then the guys will come to my house and drool at them."
He kept saying that he is ugly, that he doesn't look good and other comments along the same line of "I'm not good looking". As usual I'd tell him that those are nonsensical comments because I think he looks good (and he's got a hot ass which can REALLY MOVE).
He'd tell me that I look good although I don't agree (especially now when my skin's SOOO DRY and it feels as though it's peeling although I'm not sunburned)
Bottom line is - Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Who should really care about what other people think of them when the people important to them think that they look good the way they are.
To many, it's of utmost importance that they look good, that they stand out, that they're attractive in looks.
Then again......
Outward beauty is only skin-deep..
The next thing I did was to ruthlessly delete all attachments and large emails (yes.. I do have large emails that comes in 1k++ Mb).
Then compacted the mailbox and waited for at least an hour before the system responded and showed me that my mailbox is only 7.76Mb used.
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Topic for today - Beauty
I am not about to start giving beauty tips as to how to better take care of your skin or your figure and the such. If you want good skin, go to a dematologist or for facial. If you want a good figure, go exercise or gym or slimming.
What I want to talk about has NOTHING to do with outward beauty.
Most of you should know about the guys latest craze - the movie, Dead Or Alive. The main reason being, there are gorgeous, hot babes starring in it.
Now, I don't exactly suppose we girls can stop the guys from ogling and drooling at them because I think the girls are really hot.
To quote my guy when we were walking along the poster area of CityLink Mall (where they had changed their posters to that of the DOA stars), "I want all these posters in my room, then the guys will come to my house and drool at them."
He kept saying that he is ugly, that he doesn't look good and other comments along the same line of "I'm not good looking". As usual I'd tell him that those are nonsensical comments because I think he looks good (and he's got a hot ass which can REALLY MOVE).
He'd tell me that I look good although I don't agree (especially now when my skin's SOOO DRY and it feels as though it's peeling although I'm not sunburned)
Bottom line is - Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Who should really care about what other people think of them when the people important to them think that they look good the way they are.
To many, it's of utmost importance that they look good, that they stand out, that they're attractive in looks.
Then again......
Outward beauty is only skin-deep..
Thursday, October 26, 2006
This is yet another day in the office and like yesterday, I have no lunch break.
No.. they are not torturing me or advocating fasting - the fasting month is already over. It is just that we're having Lunch & Learn, basically meaning I've got to get lunch back and have a voice conference with other people over the phone.
I'm hungry..
I've had sausage mcmuffin for breakfast (well, at least I had breakfast) and I'm hoping it'll last..
I'll just have to buy lunch after the meeting.. which will hopefully end by 1330hrs.
No.. they are not torturing me or advocating fasting - the fasting month is already over. It is just that we're having Lunch & Learn, basically meaning I've got to get lunch back and have a voice conference with other people over the phone.
I'm hungry..
I've had sausage mcmuffin for breakfast (well, at least I had breakfast) and I'm hoping it'll last..
I'll just have to buy lunch after the meeting.. which will hopefully end by 1330hrs.
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
I made a futile attempt to blog this 2 days back..
23rd was our 2nd month.. :)
Just came back from the 4th Johor International Dance Competition that was held on Oct 21 at Zon Regency hotel.
Tas and I did surprisingly well considering this is our very first competition and we didn't attend private lessons - we made it to the semi for both cha cha and rumba.
Waltz however was a killer for ALL of us.. NONE of us made it to the 2nd round.. :P
Baby did well. He got 6th in Grade D and managed semi in Grade C.. So proud of you! :)
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I know that you won't get to read this EVER..
Although I have already removed the password from my blog, I'm sure you don't even want to come anywhere near her or anything with regards to her..
You..
calling you an idiot would be an insult to idiots..
you're much worst than that.
Making a simple call wouldn't hurt you a bit..
Ok..
Let's say you didn't want to hear his voice..
you could have left an sms to inform him..
And you chose to just act nonchalent to whatever that's happening around you.
I have to say that that's a skill I have to learn from you
because I cannot turn a blind eye especially when it's happening to people who're important to me.
She told me that the slap would have sufficed..
I think you deserve more than just that.
If I could..
I'll make you know what she's done for you..
I'll drag you down if I have to..
I'll slap you myself if that's what it takes to get through that thick skull of yours.
23rd was our 2nd month.. :)
Just came back from the 4th Johor International Dance Competition that was held on Oct 21 at Zon Regency hotel.
Tas and I did surprisingly well considering this is our very first competition and we didn't attend private lessons - we made it to the semi for both cha cha and rumba.
Waltz however was a killer for ALL of us.. NONE of us made it to the 2nd round.. :P
Baby did well. He got 6th in Grade D and managed semi in Grade C.. So proud of you! :)
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I know that you won't get to read this EVER..
Although I have already removed the password from my blog, I'm sure you don't even want to come anywhere near her or anything with regards to her..
You..
calling you an idiot would be an insult to idiots..
you're much worst than that.
Making a simple call wouldn't hurt you a bit..
Ok..
Let's say you didn't want to hear his voice..
you could have left an sms to inform him..
And you chose to just act nonchalent to whatever that's happening around you.
I have to say that that's a skill I have to learn from you
because I cannot turn a blind eye especially when it's happening to people who're important to me.
She told me that the slap would have sufficed..
I think you deserve more than just that.
If I could..
I'll make you know what she's done for you..
I'll drag you down if I have to..
I'll slap you myself if that's what it takes to get through that thick skull of yours.
Monday, October 23, 2006
Hello!
I'm back!!!!
Just returned from Johor - Zon Regency Hotel last evening after our dance competition held on sat.
I didn't manage to make it up to the finals for both cha cha and rumba but at least made it up to the semi finals.. the reason why we didn't make it up to the finals was because we didn't get graded by the judges.. but.. hey.. for the 1st com.. it's already a wonderful achievement! :)
Waltz was horrible.. instant knockout for all of us.. HAHA..
The rest did pretty well.. so proud of you all..
And I'm very proud of you baby.. :)
I'm back!!!!
Just returned from Johor - Zon Regency Hotel last evening after our dance competition held on sat.
I didn't manage to make it up to the finals for both cha cha and rumba but at least made it up to the semi finals.. the reason why we didn't make it up to the finals was because we didn't get graded by the judges.. but.. hey.. for the 1st com.. it's already a wonderful achievement! :)
Waltz was horrible.. instant knockout for all of us.. HAHA..
The rest did pretty well.. so proud of you all..
And I'm very proud of you baby.. :)
Friday, October 20, 2006
No Me Ames
No Me Ames(Duet with Marc Anthony) Lyrics
Dime por qué lloras
De felicidad
Y por qué te ahogas
Por la soledad
Di por qué me tomas, fuerte así,
mis manos, y tus pensamientos te van llevando
Yo te quiero tanto
Y por qué será
Loco testarudo, no lo dudes más,
aunque en el futuro haya un muro enorme,
yo no tengo miedo, quiero enamorarme.
No me ames, porque pienses que
parezco diferente
Tú no piensas que es lo justo,
ver pasar el tiempo juntos
No me ames, que comprendo,
la mentira que sería.
Si tu amor no merezco, no me ames,
mas quédate otro día
No me ames, porque estoy perdido,
porque cambié el mundo, porque es el
destino, porque no se puede, somos un espejo,
Y tú así serías lo que yo
de mí reflejo
No me ames, para estar muriendo,
dentro de una guerra llena de
arrepentimientos, no me ames para estar
en tierra, quiero alzar el
vuelo, con
tu gran amor por el azul del cielo
(SHORT BREAK)
No sé qué decirte, esa es la verdad,
si la gente quiere, sabe lastimar
Tú y yo partiremos, ellos no se mueven,
pero en este cielo sola no me dejes
No me dejes, no me dejes, no me escuches,
si te digo "no me ames".
No me dejes, no desarmes,
mi corazón con ese "no me ames"
No me ames, te lo ruego, mi amargura, dèjame
Sabes bien, que no puedo, que es inútil,
que siempre te amaré
No me ames, pues te haré sufrir con este
corazòn que se llenó de mil inviernos
No me ames, para así olvidarte de tus días grises, quiero que me ames
sólo por amarme
No me ames, tú y yo volaremos,
uno con el otro y seguiremos siempre juntos
Este amor es como el sol que sale tras de la tormenta
Como dos cometas en la misma estela
"Dont love me" >> "You don't love me"
Tell me why you're crying...
Of happiness.
And why are you drowning?
for loneliness
Tell me why you take my hands so strongly, and let your
thoughts carry you away
I love you so much
And why is that?
Crazy stubborn person, stop doubting it any longer
Even though in the future there will be a huge wall
I'm not afraid, I want to fall in love
Dont love me, because you think that
I may appear different
You dont think its right
For us to see time go by together?
Dont love me, I understand
the lie that it would be
If your love, I don;t deserve, dont love me,
just stay another day
Dont love me, because I am lost,
Because I changed the world,Because its destiny
Because it can't be, We both are like a mirror,
And you would be my own reflection
Don't love me, you would be dying
Within a war full of regrets,dont love me to be on this
Earth, I would like to throw your enormous love
thru the blue sky.
(SHORT BREAK)
I dont know what to say to you, that's the truth
When people want to, they know how to hurt
You and I will depart, they would not move,
But in this sky dont leave me alone
Dont leave me, dont leave me, dont listen to me
If I say to you "dont love me"
Dont let me. Do not disable
my heart with that "Dont love me"
Dont love me, I'm begging you, leave me with my bitterness
You know well, that I can't, that its useless,
That I will always love you
Dont love me,because I would make you suffer with this heart of mine
that was filled with a thousand winters.
Dont love me,so that way you can forget of your gray days.
I want you to love me, just to love me
Dont love me, you and I will fly,
With with the other, and we will always be together
This love is like the sun that comes out after the storm
Like 2 comets on the same path
No Me Ames(Duet with Marc Anthony) Lyrics
Dime por qué lloras
De felicidad
Y por qué te ahogas
Por la soledad
Di por qué me tomas, fuerte así,
mis manos, y tus pensamientos te van llevando
Yo te quiero tanto
Y por qué será
Loco testarudo, no lo dudes más,
aunque en el futuro haya un muro enorme,
yo no tengo miedo, quiero enamorarme.
No me ames, porque pienses que
parezco diferente
Tú no piensas que es lo justo,
ver pasar el tiempo juntos
No me ames, que comprendo,
la mentira que sería.
Si tu amor no merezco, no me ames,
mas quédate otro día
No me ames, porque estoy perdido,
porque cambié el mundo, porque es el
destino, porque no se puede, somos un espejo,
Y tú así serías lo que yo
de mí reflejo
No me ames, para estar muriendo,
dentro de una guerra llena de
arrepentimientos, no me ames para estar
en tierra, quiero alzar el
vuelo, con
tu gran amor por el azul del cielo
(SHORT BREAK)
No sé qué decirte, esa es la verdad,
si la gente quiere, sabe lastimar
Tú y yo partiremos, ellos no se mueven,
pero en este cielo sola no me dejes
No me dejes, no me dejes, no me escuches,
si te digo "no me ames".
No me dejes, no desarmes,
mi corazón con ese "no me ames"
No me ames, te lo ruego, mi amargura, dèjame
Sabes bien, que no puedo, que es inútil,
que siempre te amaré
No me ames, pues te haré sufrir con este
corazòn que se llenó de mil inviernos
No me ames, para así olvidarte de tus días grises, quiero que me ames
sólo por amarme
No me ames, tú y yo volaremos,
uno con el otro y seguiremos siempre juntos
Este amor es como el sol que sale tras de la tormenta
Como dos cometas en la misma estela
"Dont love me" >> "You don't love me"
Tell me why you're crying...
Of happiness.
And why are you drowning?
for loneliness
Tell me why you take my hands so strongly, and let your
thoughts carry you away
I love you so much
And why is that?
Crazy stubborn person, stop doubting it any longer
Even though in the future there will be a huge wall
I'm not afraid, I want to fall in love
Dont love me, because you think that
I may appear different
You dont think its right
For us to see time go by together?
Dont love me, I understand
the lie that it would be
If your love, I don;t deserve, dont love me,
just stay another day
Dont love me, because I am lost,
Because I changed the world,Because its destiny
Because it can't be, We both are like a mirror,
And you would be my own reflection
Don't love me, you would be dying
Within a war full of regrets,dont love me to be on this
Earth, I would like to throw your enormous love
thru the blue sky.
(SHORT BREAK)
I dont know what to say to you, that's the truth
When people want to, they know how to hurt
You and I will depart, they would not move,
But in this sky dont leave me alone
Dont leave me, dont leave me, dont listen to me
If I say to you "dont love me"
Dont let me. Do not disable
my heart with that "Dont love me"
Dont love me, I'm begging you, leave me with my bitterness
You know well, that I can't, that its useless,
That I will always love you
Dont love me,because I would make you suffer with this heart of mine
that was filled with a thousand winters.
Dont love me,so that way you can forget of your gray days.
I want you to love me, just to love me
Dont love me, you and I will fly,
With with the other, and we will always be together
This love is like the sun that comes out after the storm
Like 2 comets on the same path
It isn't easy for 2 people to meet..
It is even harder for someone to step into your life.
A relationship isn't about getting together and hoping that God will keep you two together.
He didn't say that it's going to be easy.
Even if you put Him in the center of your relationship, in the end, it's still up to Him whether or not you two remain together.
You are supposed to build bridges to get closer to each other, not so much of physically but more of understanding each other and spiritual growth, not to build distance between one another.
There is a vast difference between love and infatuation. When you love someone, you will not give up no matter how ardent the task might seem. However, if it is infatuation and you see a wall in front of you, you would rather turn back.
Appreciation of the other party is important, communication and trust essential.
I am no relationship guru - I have been thru and have failed in relationships. I just do not hope to see people repeating my mistakes especially when they can be avoided.
Baby..
thank you for doing whatever you are doing..
thank you for the effort in stoning my dress..
thank you for not complaining although you think I do not appreciate you..
as and when there is anything that you feel that I should do that I did not..
Please tell me..
I do not want to make the same mistakes again..
and end up losing you..
You are very special in the way you are..
in the things you do..
in the manner you love me..
Thank you..
Thank God for you..
It is even harder for someone to step into your life.
A relationship isn't about getting together and hoping that God will keep you two together.
He didn't say that it's going to be easy.
Even if you put Him in the center of your relationship, in the end, it's still up to Him whether or not you two remain together.
You are supposed to build bridges to get closer to each other, not so much of physically but more of understanding each other and spiritual growth, not to build distance between one another.
There is a vast difference between love and infatuation. When you love someone, you will not give up no matter how ardent the task might seem. However, if it is infatuation and you see a wall in front of you, you would rather turn back.
Appreciation of the other party is important, communication and trust essential.
I am no relationship guru - I have been thru and have failed in relationships. I just do not hope to see people repeating my mistakes especially when they can be avoided.
Baby..
thank you for doing whatever you are doing..
thank you for the effort in stoning my dress..
thank you for not complaining although you think I do not appreciate you..
as and when there is anything that you feel that I should do that I did not..
Please tell me..
I do not want to make the same mistakes again..
and end up losing you..
You are very special in the way you are..
in the things you do..
in the manner you love me..
Thank you..
Thank God for you..
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Early this morning at around 1.30am, baby and I had our first quarrel.
The topic of discussion - Fasting.
To him it seems that fasting is a form of torturing yourself with no significance at all.
Yet for me, I feel that fasting shows sincerity in some way.
He said that sincerity can be shown in other ways such as earnestly asking in prayer and truly believing.
I have nothing to comment about that because there is truth in that.
However, it is stated in the Bible that King David "fasted and prayed". I'm not saying that in fasting, whatever you ask for will come true. To me, it's more than just symbolic.
Don't get me wrong now, he's got nothing against fasting - only with me fasting.
I guess it's his way of showing concern although I had told him that I'll know the extent I can go.
In the end... I didn't fast because I promised him that I'd eat.
Maybe..
Just maybe..
He'll change his thinking about it.
~ "And this is the confidence that we have in Him, that, if we ask anything according to His will, He heareth us" - 1 John 5:14 (KJV) ~
The topic of discussion - Fasting.
To him it seems that fasting is a form of torturing yourself with no significance at all.
Yet for me, I feel that fasting shows sincerity in some way.
He said that sincerity can be shown in other ways such as earnestly asking in prayer and truly believing.
I have nothing to comment about that because there is truth in that.
However, it is stated in the Bible that King David "fasted and prayed". I'm not saying that in fasting, whatever you ask for will come true. To me, it's more than just symbolic.
Don't get me wrong now, he's got nothing against fasting - only with me fasting.
I guess it's his way of showing concern although I had told him that I'll know the extent I can go.
In the end... I didn't fast because I promised him that I'd eat.
Maybe..
Just maybe..
He'll change his thinking about it.
~ "And this is the confidence that we have in Him, that, if we ask anything according to His will, He heareth us" - 1 John 5:14 (KJV) ~
Much is needed in understanding a person.
Care, time and effort are some of the most basic criterias.
I dare not say that I understand people very well but after being together for the past 6 years, I can strongly say that I understand why you're doing what you're doing.
I know that once you have the conviction, no one can say or do anything to change your mind..
I know that you are stubborn..
We quarrelled..
had cold wars..
Yet I thank God that I have the chance to stand beside you, to hold your hand, to walk the past 6 years with you.
We went thru everything together..
the happiness..
sorrow..
pain..
agony..
You...
saw me at the high points of my life..
never left me when I was down and out..
stood by me when the rest of the world walked out..
taught me everything you could..
helped me when I was helpless..
encouraged me when I needed affirmation..
I..
never was the best..
many a times I did things that made you upset..
made choices that you felt I could have not made..
led you into thinking that I chose power and recognition over you..
neglected you when you needed someone by you..
didn't give you enough..
didn't care for you enough..
didn't love you enough..
Darling..
I'm sorry..
If not for you, I'd never be who I am today.
At times I feel cold and hardened to people..
but I can't feel that way to you.
I detest people who do not appreciate you especially after you've done so much for them..
yet I can't hate them because God says to "love your enemies as yourselves".
I learnt a lot..
Slow I may be but appreciate you I do..
Love you I do..
Cherish you I will..
~ I can't imagine life without you..... what would I have become? ~
Care, time and effort are some of the most basic criterias.
I dare not say that I understand people very well but after being together for the past 6 years, I can strongly say that I understand why you're doing what you're doing.
I know that once you have the conviction, no one can say or do anything to change your mind..
I know that you are stubborn..
We quarrelled..
had cold wars..
Yet I thank God that I have the chance to stand beside you, to hold your hand, to walk the past 6 years with you.
We went thru everything together..
the happiness..
sorrow..
pain..
agony..
You...
saw me at the high points of my life..
never left me when I was down and out..
stood by me when the rest of the world walked out..
taught me everything you could..
helped me when I was helpless..
encouraged me when I needed affirmation..
I..
never was the best..
many a times I did things that made you upset..
made choices that you felt I could have not made..
led you into thinking that I chose power and recognition over you..
neglected you when you needed someone by you..
didn't give you enough..
didn't care for you enough..
didn't love you enough..
Darling..
I'm sorry..
If not for you, I'd never be who I am today.
At times I feel cold and hardened to people..
but I can't feel that way to you.
I detest people who do not appreciate you especially after you've done so much for them..
yet I can't hate them because God says to "love your enemies as yourselves".
I learnt a lot..
Slow I may be but appreciate you I do..
Love you I do..
Cherish you I will..
~ I can't imagine life without you..... what would I have become? ~
I'm so sorry...
I should have sent you all the way back.
It might have lessened the chances of that happening.
I should have been more sensitive to your feelings.
I should have been more understanding.
I cannot lose you yet you said that I understood you the best so I should know your reasons for doing so.
I'm sorry for being so useless...
Guess I'm still human after all............
~If I only could....... ~
I should have sent you all the way back.
It might have lessened the chances of that happening.
I should have been more sensitive to your feelings.
I should have been more understanding.
I cannot lose you yet you said that I understood you the best so I should know your reasons for doing so.
I'm sorry for being so useless...
Guess I'm still human after all............
~If I only could....... ~
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
To what extent will you do things for the people you love?
To what end are you willing to sacrifice yourself?
What means will you use to get what you want?
Does the end justify the means?
OR
is it pure sacrifice at the end of it all?
Many a times when people do things out of pleasure and selfish thinking, they tend to be more reckless in their actions and stand a higher probability in regretting their decisions made out of folly.
Yet, regretting their actions is only a small part of the whole event as it is definitely not enough.
Much is left to be done to try to make up to the wronged party.
Then again, it does not necessarily mean that there is only one party who's in the wrong because more often than not, the fault lies with both sides hence the saying "it takes two hands to clap".
I'm not going to start pointing the finger at people who accusingly shook theirs at me because I do not see the point in doing so. If you are to return evil for evil, others will do the same. Then again, doing good to others does not ensure that they'll return you good.
It's hard to keep up with the pace of life, seeing that the only constant is change. People change, things change, thinking change, character.... bottom line of it all... EVERYTHING CHANGES.
YET
In the midst of this revolving world, you stand.
Pure like an angel,
fragile like glass
yet stronger than diamond.
Giving your all
and more
for people you feel are important
to you
and the people around you.
You are
God's most precious gift to me
~ Memory is the way of keeping the things you love the most, the things you are and the things you never want to lose... ~
To what end are you willing to sacrifice yourself?
What means will you use to get what you want?
Does the end justify the means?
OR
is it pure sacrifice at the end of it all?
Many a times when people do things out of pleasure and selfish thinking, they tend to be more reckless in their actions and stand a higher probability in regretting their decisions made out of folly.
Yet, regretting their actions is only a small part of the whole event as it is definitely not enough.
Much is left to be done to try to make up to the wronged party.
Then again, it does not necessarily mean that there is only one party who's in the wrong because more often than not, the fault lies with both sides hence the saying "it takes two hands to clap".
I'm not going to start pointing the finger at people who accusingly shook theirs at me because I do not see the point in doing so. If you are to return evil for evil, others will do the same. Then again, doing good to others does not ensure that they'll return you good.
It's hard to keep up with the pace of life, seeing that the only constant is change. People change, things change, thinking change, character.... bottom line of it all... EVERYTHING CHANGES.
YET
In the midst of this revolving world, you stand.
Pure like an angel,
fragile like glass
yet stronger than diamond.
Giving your all
and more
for people you feel are important
to you
and the people around you.
You are
God's most precious gift to me
~ Memory is the way of keeping the things you love the most, the things you are and the things you never want to lose... ~
Monday, October 16, 2006
I found this very true and meaningful..
"Be very careful if you make a woman cry, because God counts her tears. The woman came out of a man's rib. Not from his feet to be walked on. Not from his head to be superior, but from the side to be equal. Under the arm to be protected,and next to the heart to be loved"
"Be very careful if you make a woman cry, because God counts her tears. The woman came out of a man's rib. Not from his feet to be walked on. Not from his head to be superior, but from the side to be equal. Under the arm to be protected,and next to the heart to be loved"
Take a look out the window..
STARE hard..
take a deep breath when you're outside..
If I tell you that the PSI now is 88..
would you believe me?
Neither do I..
but somehow, as according to NEA's website it is..
And their constant is a PM10 concentration..
I don't even know what in the world that is..
The "scenery" from outside my window is quite a view..
it looks as though I'm at the top of some mountain..
Breath-taking..
It'd be good if it were mist instead of haze..
I can't see the buildings in the distant..
even the nearer ones are blurred..
All thanks to the haze..
we've got a new scenery..
cool..
STARE hard..
take a deep breath when you're outside..
If I tell you that the PSI now is 88..
would you believe me?
Neither do I..
but somehow, as according to NEA's website it is..
And their constant is a PM10 concentration..
I don't even know what in the world that is..
The "scenery" from outside my window is quite a view..
it looks as though I'm at the top of some mountain..
Breath-taking..
It'd be good if it were mist instead of haze..
I can't see the buildings in the distant..
even the nearer ones are blurred..
All thanks to the haze..
we've got a new scenery..
cool..
You'll never know...
I don't know what to say to you or about you..
I don't know how I'm supposed to even start taking care of you..
but I know I have to cos it's a promise I made..
and I intend to fulfill it..
When someone does so much for you...
I would expect that you feel smtg..
or at the very least be grateful that someone actually bothers to do something for you..
When informed of the shoulder and arm..
I flinched..
you only said ya..
It seems that you don't believe that things like this are happening..
if you even have the brains to think..
please do..
why would 3 people gang up and lie to you about things like this?
and it's not that we want to hide..
somethings are better left unknown than known..
it keeps you safe
and definitely alive..
Believe me..
This is not something that you can handle..
So what if you want to know?
do you even think for a second that I would tell you?
Even if I wanted to..
it's not up to me to say..
and why should I even bother to when I know that it'll fall on deaf ears and you won't believe me?
And I know you won't even come an inch near to reading this..
I just needed to get it all out..
~ There is a fundamental hole in our hearts and gap in our minds... and love fills it...Gravity is not responsible for people falling in love... so treasure whatever and whoever you have now... before it's too late.. ~
I don't know what to say to you or about you..
I don't know how I'm supposed to even start taking care of you..
but I know I have to cos it's a promise I made..
and I intend to fulfill it..
When someone does so much for you...
I would expect that you feel smtg..
or at the very least be grateful that someone actually bothers to do something for you..
When informed of the shoulder and arm..
I flinched..
you only said ya..
It seems that you don't believe that things like this are happening..
if you even have the brains to think..
please do..
why would 3 people gang up and lie to you about things like this?
and it's not that we want to hide..
somethings are better left unknown than known..
it keeps you safe
and definitely alive..
Believe me..
This is not something that you can handle..
So what if you want to know?
do you even think for a second that I would tell you?
Even if I wanted to..
it's not up to me to say..
and why should I even bother to when I know that it'll fall on deaf ears and you won't believe me?
And I know you won't even come an inch near to reading this..
I just needed to get it all out..
~ There is a fundamental hole in our hearts and gap in our minds... and love fills it...Gravity is not responsible for people falling in love... so treasure whatever and whoever you have now... before it's too late.. ~
Friday, October 13, 2006
I'm sorry...
I cried while talking to baby...
Faiz walked out of the dance studio while practising..
I'm worried baby will do the same to me one day...
I dreamt of it b4..
the mere thot of it scares me..
him walking out w/o saying a word..
hoping tt I'd go aft him..
bt I hurt too much to do anything..
He's upset tt I didn't go directly to meet him although he came down to fetch me cos tas asked me to wait for him at polar..
I was upset cos I was on the phone with him when yizhao msged me n said he's bored..
then baby asked me to entertain yizhao instead..
I felt tt he was pushing me away..
Maybe I was being too sensitive..
maybe I'm juz afraid..
I cried while talking to baby...
Faiz walked out of the dance studio while practising..
I'm worried baby will do the same to me one day...
I dreamt of it b4..
the mere thot of it scares me..
him walking out w/o saying a word..
hoping tt I'd go aft him..
bt I hurt too much to do anything..
He's upset tt I didn't go directly to meet him although he came down to fetch me cos tas asked me to wait for him at polar..
I was upset cos I was on the phone with him when yizhao msged me n said he's bored..
then baby asked me to entertain yizhao instead..
I felt tt he was pushing me away..
Maybe I was being too sensitive..
maybe I'm juz afraid..