Saturday, February 18, 2012

something special

The friends are slowly going back, and so the so called holiday period is coming to an end. Reality hits starting from next week, shall not waste this upcoming months. Hoping for a very productive period ahead :|

I somehow had a very weird week. Funny how i failed a paper, which wasnt expected, but does not felt that heartbroken at all. Perhaps i was not ready to take the leap yet. Blank. I know i have to change, not just avoiding reality, but i dont know how, i cant, maybe i wont, huge sigh.

Maybe its time to realize, we all have grown. I should too.

Somehow deep down, i believe in God. I belive everything happens for a reason, and everything was planned as it was suppose to be, maybe for a better good. And maybe by retaking this subject, i would have experienced another few months of college, the good company, play good basketball, hit the gym, good food and good times with the love, and hopefully graduate together, and then that graduation photo of us can be a very memorable one... hanging on our future house wall? :)

This feeling i had with you is so special, i cant find the right words to describe it. I know they keep saying ily is the most simplest yet meaningful but it somehow doesnt work for me anymore. Because love is.. adorable, and every moment being together is so calm n sweet n comfy can die! :3 If only there were better words, hee.

people ask me whats there to love, i say whats there not to love? <3

Monday, February 6, 2012

in between years

So i decided to wrote something in this period again, the only month where i constantly write something, just to remind myself of this special day.

You see, i'd like to keep myself reminded of every moment i have through the years, but the fear of making writing mistakes coupled with the usual laziness always deters my own self from doing so. Big big sigh.

And i re-watched the Last Words episode from HIMYM, which explains the sudden shift of mood to note down my inner thoughts at this moment.

Sometimes i just wonder why people celebrate their birthdays. What makes that day so special? It just somehow came into my mind that we should appreciate our parents or mum for having a hard time bringing us into the world. She had a rough delivery process and i knew it was hard having me AND Valerie in particular, not withstanding bringing us up to where we are now.

So for celebrating my birthday, for treating me like I'm still a child in the family, for all the endless shower of love that i could ever have, I'd like to express my greatest thanks. I love you mummy! and dad of course :P