| Xiao Hong! |
[May. 15th, 2008|03:58 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  exhausted | ] |
So, do you like the present?
I'm thinking whether i should make things more complicated by giving more games or riddles.... but i'm really tired already..
So, i decide to give you a direct clue, EAA
ok
Happy Belated Birthday!
Yah, post me a comment, just to make sure you're successful in opening the lock. |
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| I'm... |
[Jun. 15th, 2006|02:55 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | college | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  determined | ] |
| [ | music |
| | kremlin dusk-utada | ] |
What is it like to be different naturally?
I mean one who is different not by intention…something that can’t be changed.
Being different by disguising as one is not an enjoyable thing.
Maybe it’s a misconception from the beginning that being distinct from the rest is something to be proud of.
Having a mask before you, pretending to be someone else…you are not yourself.
Hiding the truth from the sight of everyone including you yourself.
It’s painful…
Is it a way to draw attention?
Is it because I don’t have the trust for my real self?
I don’t believe in me?
When someone has been hiding behind a mask for a while, confusion between which is the real identity will haunt the mind of the person.
The question ‘Who am I?’ will arise.
At a certain stage, you will begin to think that everything that you seldom or never do is caused by your other self, pretence.
You are losing your own self.
Some might think that it is a serious disease and an aid from a psychiatrist is necessary.
I would view it from a different perspective.
It might just be an important stage of the process of change.
A minor or drastic change in the attitude, behaviour and more importantly the way of thinking of a person, I call it growth.
You are normal if you think you are.
By the way, I don’t see any problem with being an abnormal person.
You are abnormal because the majority distinguishes you from them, the so-called ‘norm’.
In your world, you are a normal person.
Live the way you will never regret.
If a person can live up to the age of 75 years, that means we have approximately 2,366,820,000 seconds in a life.
After reading this, you have just wasted maybe 300 seconds.
Never mind, waste another 300 seconds to switch off your computer and further 3000 seconds to sit down and recall what you have done in your past and what you are planning to do in your future.
Is being a better person one of your aims?
Impossibility is a reason for you to change…not an obstacle…
There are two songs that clearly express my feelings.
Both the singer-cum-composer have made a song each to represent the word ‘pretence’ through their music.
I’m impressed.
A slow opening disguising the true shadow of the song; creating confusion.
They are:
1) Utada Hikaru - Kremlin Dusk
2) Amano Tsukiko - Kakan |
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| a story |
[May. 24th, 2006|03:05 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | in my room | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  lonely | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Hikki - dareka no negai ga kanau koro | ] |
felt lonely... and wrote this story
You are my first..
A crowded class, a lonely guy and a fairy from heaven.
The day we met in a tuition class was a special day that I can’t explain in words.
I’m the one who admire you from far without you noticing.
Your beautiful hair and mesmerizing smile, just like an angel.
Since then, you are the reason I gave myself to attend every tuition class.
Your absence always disappoints me.
But, my heart tells me that I have tomorrow.
I was so happy when I got your mobile phone number from my friend.
My first time started when I give a present to you, a CD, through my friend.
I left a card with my mobile number hoping to receive a message from you.
I was so worried that I’ll not get a reply from you.
But I did.
Your first message to me:
‘Who r u? which tuition class did u attend? -Heng-‘
That’s when we started our SMS relationship.
Don’t know why, since then what you like, is what I will like.
E.g. Lee Hom’s songs, Korean dramas, etc.
I was so afraid when you ask who I am.
I just don’t know how to tell you.
I just can’t find my courage.
What I can do is just procrastinating your request.
Our tuition classes ended as our STPM examination is just around the corner.
I still remember the last day of our class…very quiet.
A month later, I sent a gift box to you, a Christmas present, together with my photo.
I really wish that I had the ability to read one’s mind, at least yours, so that I will be able to know how you feel…what’s your opinion about me.
Am I the one you are looking for?
On the 15th day of Lunar New Year, with all my courage, I sent a bouquet of flowers to you expressing my love for you.
My phone alerted me of an incoming message.
It’s from you!
Your reply:
‘let we juz be a friend’
I know it from the beginning that I’ll never be your Mr. Right.
I might just want an answer from you.
Maybe you don’t know, but I copied down each and every message you sent to me in my diary. Till now, I’ve received at least 200 messages from you.
I treasure each and every letter you typed in the messages you sent to me.
Maybe I’m not the lucky one.
Maybe I’m just a passer-by.
Maybe I came too early.
Maybe I’m too late.
Maybe there’s distance between us.
Maybe love is too deep a river for me to swim.
Maybe I’m just clapping with only one hand.
Maybe I’m still dreaming.
Or maybe I was sent by God to bring happiness to you and to protect you.
Of billions of people in the world, I met you.
By all means, I want you to know that I will be the one standing by you, accompanying you, loving you………eternally…
I’m your blanket when it’s cold.
I’m your shelter when it rains.
I’m your handkerchief when your tears flow.
I’m your walking stick when you are too old to walk.
I’m what you think you need.
I’m your friend before, now and forever…
‘You are the princess in my fairy tale….’ |
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