I loved your memo, btw...

''It's not a memo, it's a mission statement.''

Friday, January 31, 2003

It really is true. No, not that Jane magazine sucks, we already know that. But it's really true that ABSENCE makes the heart grow fonder.

I use to think that was a big cliche until today without seeing somebody! Call me silly, but one day is a LONG time for not seeing someone! :)

Thursday, January 30, 2003

Next week, I'm planning a jammed pack schedule but here are some reminders to keep me from, well, forgetting:

Tuesday: Beats and story ideas are due. (This is not really important but I have to ask the Chinese club before being too late)
Wednesday: Test, oral report (shoot!)
Friday: "How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days"??? (This is really up in the air, but it is just as important)
That leaves Thursday or Monday for the Student Switching thing. I'm sure I'm going to feel like a fish out of water but isn't that the whole point?
Do you know how it feels to have someone look at all your imperfections and scars and tell you you're beautiful?

Unique.

Monday, January 27, 2003

A less serious blog: I am addicted to a celebritiy gossip page (I haven't got time to look over it a lot but I saw bits and pieces on Sunday). Some of it is hilarious, but hey.. if I was a celeb, I would love to be talked about on a page like that. Jessica Biel and Katie Holmes got into a fight when they were roomates? Stuff like that makes me think gossip make their lives so much more interesting than it probably is.
Do you ever wonder what's on the other side of a kiss?
It's something that'll twirl your mind a 180.

Gifts are a strange thing. I put this bead bracelet on Thomas Cook for half a year. The reason I got it at first was because I was afraid I was going to pass through the motions. I think this was last year during summer. Someone special handed it down to me and said when the time was right, I can give it back. I feel guilty taking it so I tried to return it this weekend. The person was about to accept it but gave it back because it was a gift of some sort. I'm still unbalanced, but at least I'm holding on and not letting go. Whenever I'm in doubt (like I was today), I touch each bead and I know. Someone out there does care for me.

Thank you.

Sunday, January 26, 2003

This could be it, I think I'm in love.
All my life -my parents, my classmates, my teachers, everyone! - made me believe I was only worth what someone thought of me! But yesterday, I finally knew that someone liked me for me. I'm in love (or lust) me Blogger, that someone loves me, and that is worth everything. We're going away from you after this school year, away from the school, away from this city, away from everyone!

I'm sick of keeping my relationship a secret but I needed to know for sure. This could break me 180, but I don't care. At least for now, I know I am safe. I've been wounded time after time in this world, but sometimes vulnerability is my greatest strength.

So who cares what others think. The world is a perfect place. It's true, when you find your other half.

I'm questioning myself... when did I know this was right? Well, yesterday it was the most spectacular time. I can't even describe it. You know when you're all alone and watching a movie (well, a DVD in a living room - but no one was in the house!!!).. you notice all these little things. I can proudly say I am like Amelie. I do notice the small things. Well, halfway through "Happy Times" (damn, Dong Jie is a good actress!), I just knew. I didn't know how, but the feeling suffocated me and I couldn't bare it any longer.

Later, in the car... I finally told myself - I can't be afraid any longer, you know? If this isn't "it," which it may very not be... at least I knew I tried and it'll come again. The world revolves. How come I was standing still for so long?

I feel like I'm on an ultimate high. Suddenly all the love songs make sense. I don't even know what to think!!!
If you meet someone 5 months ago (well, August) or whatever... it can become the greatest love story ready to be told.

My next date... is with {The Hours}. :o)