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Be it a week, a month or even a few months, the hardest thing for me is to stand at the departure gate watching your love one leave. I seem to have an unexplainable feeling, a piece of fragment missing and it only happens during the moment they turned around and say goodbye, all you do is stare at their back view only silently praying in your heart that they come back safely. 

And when you finally realised what was that unexplainable feeling, you started bursting into tears. 

I was home at 2330 . 15 minutes later I realised what was that unexplainable feeling, I burst into tears.
I miss my brother.

to those who are SINGLE:
love is like a butterfly. the more you chase it, the more it eludes you. but if you just let it fly, it will come to you when you least expect it. love can make you happy but often it hurts, but love is only special when you give it to someone who is really worth it. so take your time and choose the best.

to those who are NOT SO SINGLE:
Love isn’t about becoming somebody else’s ‘perfect person.’ It’s about finding someone who helps you become the best person you can be.

to those who are PLAYERS:
never say ‘I love you’ if you don’t care. never talk about feelings if they aren’t there. never touch a life if you mean to break a heart. never look in the eye when all you do is lie. the most cruel thing a guy can do to a girl is to let her fall in love when he doesn’t intend to catch her fall and it works both ways.

to those who are MARRIED:
love is not about ‘it is your fault’, but ‘i’m sorry’. not ‘where are you’, but ‘i’m right here’. not ‘how could you’, but ‘i understand’. not ‘i wish you were’, but ‘i’m thankful you are.’

to those who are ENGAGED:
the true measure of compatibility is not the years spent together but how good you are for each other.

to those with a BROKEN HEART:
heartbreaks last as long as you want and cut as deep as you allow them to go. the challenge is not how to survive heartbreaks but to learn from them.

to those who are NAIVE:
how to be in love: fall but don’t stumble, be consistent but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, and get hurt but never keep the pain.

to those who are POSSESSIVE:
it breaks your heart to see the one you love happy with someone else but it’s more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you.

to those who are AFRAID TO CONFESS:
love hurts when you break up with someone. it hurts even more when someone breaks up with you. but love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea how you feel.

to those who are STILL HOLDING ON:
a sad thing about life is when you meet someone and fall in love, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and that you have wasted years on someone who wasn’t worth it.
if he isn’t worth it now, he’s not going to be worth it a year or 10 years from now. LET GO.

Ps. ripped off Akili’s fb’s note. I really liked it thus decided to post it. (:
God Bless

Whenever you feel like we’re growing apart
Let’s just go back to the start

Anything that’s worth having is sure enough worth fighting for
Quitting’s out of the question, when it gets tough gotta fight some more

Just know that you are not in this alone.
There’s a place in me you can call home. (:


“Outside the station, she stands with her child on the side of the street, taking pictures of cars.

You think she’s insane. Until, one day, you notice that she’s taking pictures of the license plates of the cars her child gets into.

Because you look. But you do not see.

And she walks out the shop with bags full of cat food. You think she’s some crazy cat lady until you find out, she has no cats.

Because you eat. But you do not taste.

It’s been a while since their last album but he assures you, he’s doing just fine these days, white flecks in his nostrils. Then he asks you if he can spend the night on your couch, even though it stinks.

Because you sniff. But you do not smell.

And they say “Just OK” when you ask them how school was. Then you wonder what they’re hiding until you find their diary and the last entry reads “I wish you’d give me some privacy.”

Because you listen. But you do not hear.

And they’ve got a bruise over their eye and you run the tips of your fingers over it and ask them how it happened. You believe them. Until it happens again.

Because you touch. But you do not feel.

And they walk past you everyday, one million stories, each waiting to be told. Waiting for you to ask.

Because you live. But very few, love.”

Source: Unknown

I love strawberries! (:
Strawberry strudel
Strawberry ice-cream
Strawberry cheesecake
Strawberry pudding
Strawberry yogurt
Strawberry pastries
Strawberry fruit juice
Strawberry coated with chocolates!!!!

Anything to do with STRAWBERRIES!!!! (:

My Ecstasy~

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Hello my good friends! (:

I just wanna say “I love you” and “I miss you”! (:

I read this from Nat’s blog & I totally agree with what she meant.  There are still Mr. Nice around.  Perhaps it is just that we ain’t noticing them.  So, here’s a toast to Mr. Nice guy. (:

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.

The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.


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