Sunday, January 31, 2010

As far as I can see there is no land

Did I just lost myself a good friend? Or did I just started a new friendship?
I don't know.

Your judgement/analysis :
We are not as compatible as we think we are. True.
Our main emphasize of the friendship was based on our interest. True.

And now I'm wondering, were you being sincere all the while, or you were just entertaining me like you entertain any other normal friends, not a close buddy? Since you mentioned our friendship's main emphasize was based on our interests, I did notice that all the while but I denied it, so now it's true, that I am just a friend, that happens to have common interest that overlaps with yours.

Because you can't explain and give me the clarifications on the all the whys, you 'simplify' the whole thing to a big misunderstanding, and you will be the villain of the story, and you apologize, and that's it, the end. Problem-solving? Way to go. If its something that's meant to be kept deep inside your heart, do tell me, so that I won't wonder and wonder and wonder and HOPING there might be something to turn things over.

Kick-start everything is not easy, and sometimes impossible, brother. The way I see it, is like trying to piece and complete a shattered puzzle all over again, with a few missing pieces.

And I will never, ever, be able to understand why the phrase 'Saving special love for someone special' is being used. What point will it make in between us? Or are you claiming that I shouldn't love everyone, I shouldn't love my friend, and that I should love my better-half only?

Love all, love her the most. That's how it should be said.

And the answer for you if you thought that I'm making a big fuss outta it, because knowing you (not totally), I think you will bear this thought :

Because I care, and I thought you were the closest buddy that I could go to any other time. The one that I can always rely one when everyone else is not.



... it was a bad dream, it was like fighting for a system planned to fail.

Thanks for all you've done.






Wednesday, January 27, 2010

This is what I'm writing today...

LEARNED :

- The best way to put down one's ego is not to have it in the first place, avoid getting touchy about petty things and have a large heart of taking things lying down at times.

- Laughing at chinese-ed people is laughing at ourselves being egoistic idiots. People are brought up with different mindsets implemented to them, for it's normal if we find it unacceptable or different because people might just react the same to you. I should take a look at myself : I'm a chinese, and I can't speak proper mandarin with correct pronunciation, there are a lot of characters that I thought I knew but I actually don't. It's definitely not something to be proud of. I'm sorry for all the teasing and joke-abouts. Speaking of being open minded, we are just as closed minded in a way. Because an open-minded individual doesn't laugh over people's way of thinking. If you're it, then you are sort of open-minded, and totally unwise. If you are reading this and say the word 'WHAT?!' in a rather skeptical tone, then I'd say to you, 'EXACTLY.'

LEARNING :

- I should put the word NO / 不要 / 不能 / 不可以 to good use.

- Speak less, do more.

- Love all, serve all.

Monday, January 25, 2010

Perhaps

Perhaps, we thought we knew each other for so long, yet we are still in the phase of knowing instead of knew.

Perhaps you were biased, but your advise does make sense at some point.

Perhaps, its kinda hurts when the kind of words you write kind of turn themselves into knives.

Perhaps, you should just open up yourself without leaving me so many question marks which I shouldn't get any as a best buddy.

Perhaps, I just got to know something that I should have known years ago.

Perhaps, our words and advises can get people through their day, but not ourselves'.

I'll talk to you, not so soon, I don't know when, but not now. Perhaps you wouldn't even bother.

Be well, old friend.















Friday, January 22, 2010

What hurts the most...

... is to have at least scratches or wounds in every thing or person that I love.

A result of imperfection? Bound to be with the incomplete in order to be complete?

I'm sorry.

I can't be perfect.

Happy Morning.

Friday, January 15, 2010

HELP

I'm back there, again.

Help.