Monday, September 29, 2008

Position the stars.

Big thanks to my love who has been there for me, always wanting that little more time with me even if we had almost the whole day together. Always being better and nice. Heh. Don't stop, I tell you. Kisses.


Yes, our 10th. Dropped by her place the night before for a little love note with movie tickets in them. Went by but didnt plan to say hi in order not to kinda spoil the surprise, I left it at her room's window.

The effort and thought/s are truely apperciated. My feet already loves those meaningful socks.

A few Mondays back, Baby and I celebrated Angeline's bday during our lunch break in school. Baby decided to ask her out for lunch and treated her to Lunch. Surprised her alittle with a small apple crumble slice and a bday song just sang by love and I. Happy birthday A.

2 comments:

Sin Yee said...

Hey love, heh hope you like the socks. Can walk for miles already. Love to spend my time with you, no matter how tired I'm. The thought of being with you can get me throught everything =)

By the way angeline's birthday is on fri right. We celebrated on fri's afternoon.

Hugs and love.

Truth in the lies and his quotes inside. said...

Yes I do like the socks, really good meaning starts and hearts, how can they not be my fave. Really? Keep thinking of me, never stop thinking about you, except for deep sleep. Heh. Still in sleep you could come with your pretty smile.


"Sometimes we seem to see hate more than love as we have that haunting confusion between both."
The leader in obivious ways but he is scared and humbled away when the truth arise one day. He fed the rich and abandon the poor, he taught the blind to walk and he helped the lame to see. Nothing more than it seems, as how contradicing life can be. To seek that path still in search to be enlighten by our very ownself and to forget knowing the rest.

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I wouldnt say I'm that much of a simple guy who lives down the street with little motives running through his head, cause that wouldnt be me neither would it be that simple. Like most and all others, a man who transits between his faith, hopes and downs back to reality where either or neither both be found. If I was to state me as simple, then it places my aims to the test. Defying the oughts of nothing but the simple truth, sad and drown, torn yet driven to find out why and the reason he was brought here in aid to comprehend his fingerprints and the complex map as if a form of hardcore tattoo arcoss his palm printed; he urges his story to unfold, crushes the young chapters but alike an innocent kid, places it under his pillow. What will you do if you came back to life and held the object and subject who killed you? To meet and yet be part of the director of this enticing thriller yet dramatic plot of my life.