Thursday, February 22, 2007 ++

How did u spent your chinese new year?

The epitome of life: eating and sleeping.
That pretty sums up my CNY! Oh, the joy of it all. =D

Su dropped by my house!! unfortunately, my crazy bunch of fresh cousie's came over as well. yup. fresh as in first time seeing them fresh. Soz dudes, pre-booked the AV room so the meanie me took control of the room. Watched Nacho Libre. :D one movie i've been delaying again and again. Totally forgot about it. Now,i can eventually cross it off my check list! :D
Cycled ard my neighbourhood. There were in total say 35++ ppl in my house>? including kiddos n maids@!

Thx Su. Hope you have a gr8t time "down under".And don't you forget me while you cycle/ walk/ read by the lake! On a diff note, I'm really happy i met u, su. We talk about everything. Anything. At least there's me spilling my guts out. :p

Allie:- Hope you collected lotsa angpaos n had a gr8t time in ur hometown!


To think that you can talk to someone about any topic under the sun, even your darkest, worst secrets
To be able to confide in someone about anything
– it’s everything everybody wants in a good, close friend.

Attn!!Su n Allie!!:- You have to sleepover the next time so we can go jog the nex morning,kz?! Thx Su. It was gr8t spending time wid ya n all.


A short story :-

In the faint light of the attic, an old man, tall and stooped, made his way to a stack of boxes that sat near one of the little half windows. Brushing aside a wisp of cobwebs, he tilted the top box towards light and began to carefully lift up one old photograph album after another. His search began with the fond recollection of the love of his life, long gone, and somewhere in these albums was a photo of her he hoped to rediscover.

Patiently opening the long buried treasures, he was soon lost in a sea of memories. Although his world has not stopped spinning when his wife left it, the past was more alive than his present loneliness.

Setting aside one of the dusty albums, he pulled from the box what appeared to be a journal from his grown son's childhood. He could not recall ever seeing it before, or that his son had ever kept a journal. Opening the yellowed pages, he glanced over for a short reading and his lips curved in an unconscious smile. Even his eyes brightened as he read the words that spoke clear and sweet to his soul. It was the voice of the little boy who had grown up for too fast in the very house. In the utter silence of the attic, the words of guileless six-year-old worked their magic and carried the old man back to a time almost forgotten. Entry after entry stirred a sentimental hunger in his heart but it was accompanied by the painful memory that his son's simple recollection of those days were far different from his own.

How different? Reminded that he kept a daily journal of his business activities over the years, he closed his son's journal and turned to leave. Hunched over to keep his head from bumping on the rafters, the old man headed towards the wooden stairway and started his descent to his study. Opening a glass cabinet door, he reached in and pulled out his old journal than placed the two journals beside each other. His was leather-bound with his name engraved in gold, while his son's was tattered and the name "William" nearly scuffed from it's surface.

He ran a long skinny finger over the words, as though he could restore what had been worn away with time and use. As he flipped through the pages of his journal, the old man's eyes fell upon an inscription that stood out because it was so brief in comparison to scribblings of other days. In his own neat handwriting were these words," Wasted the whole day fishing with Will, didn't catch a thing." With a deep sigh and a shaking hand, he took William's journal, and found the boy's entry for the same day, 2nd Oct. Large scrawling letters, pressed deeply into the paper read:" Went fishing with my dad. Best Day of my Life."

To the world you may be just one person...
But to one person, you might just be the world.
 5:45 AM
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