Tuesday, July 27, 2004
Monday, July 26, 2004
New entry~~ Arggg i dont think i'm gonna work today... i'm still really sick. Sigh ... when will i recover?? dont know ... i feel so weak. getting up from my bed was a challenge. Oh wells new song... yea listen to the lyrics ... thats if you know cantonese... Yea i guess i'm gonna try to get some more rest since i'm gonna take today off....
Hmmm i got nothing to do so i'm reading some really old entries... Sigh... the very first one.. it's so ... hmm gloomy?
Saturday, July 24, 2004
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Sunday, July 18, 2004
Thursday, July 15, 2004
Monday, July 12, 2004
Thursday, July 8, 2004
Tuesday, July 6, 2004
Hi all, what up... me big boy now.. hehe... dont be jealous... lalala... yawm .. so tired... need bed and pillow....
My perspective 2
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<p>I believe friendship after a break up is impossible. Especially for the one that gets “dumped.” Somehow he or she turns against his or her EX and creates hatred. This type of abhorrence erupts from loving him or her too much. At this point, the subjects have both opposite affection – love and hate. The person then enters this stage where he or she suffers from agony, mainly mental pain. The question “was it love she shared or did she played me?” keeps on popping in mind. And when they rally one may experience so much tension, and just want to leave the scene. His or her voice puts you in so much perplexity and annoys you in the most painful way. Sometimes it’s really hard to find someone that is willing to listen to all the love you once shared and your suffering. Not everyone could endure listening to someone talk about the same lines or words over and over again. How can one still be friends with this sort of feeling? There is no way of escaping this process; unlike you don’t love him or her. Why? Because this is how the game of love is played. Once you’re in … you’re in forever. There is one way to break free from this depression and it’s to transfer all the past love to another target. And all the past would just stay and remain as memories, slowly washing away. Sigh… Love is damn ambiguous - too much to explain, too hard to comprehend, and most of all too painful to control.
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