Tonight (last night since it's 1:46 am now~) was absolutely awesome =] It was my birthday dinner with some close friends~ We ate at Taiko @7pm in Irvine, then had some Yogurtland treats afterwards ^_^ It was great fun hanging out with everyone the entire time and even after! Thanks so much for coming, you guys =]
Mom made me hot chocolate just now =o =o =o! My fav (during cold seasons...but now is fine since its night =p)
I'm in a happy mood so I'm not gonna rant and say much XD ~
Goodnight<3~
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
6/1 - Lucky
I'm a lucky person.
Today when I was out with mom for some errands, we stopped by her friend's shop for her to drop off something. I stayed in the car because it wasn't going to be long. There was a man standing by a post a few meters away. He was wearing sunglasses and a thick, black jacket, pulling a suitcase along and seemed like he was waiting for someone. It was an unusual place to wait, anyway, but he seemed happy and upbeat. He might have been listening to music as well. I couldn't tell.
As I sat in the car and waited while listening to music, I thought of how lucky I am to have the things that I do. I have nice clothes to wear, good food to eat, a great family. Compared to that man standing outside, I had so much. As I thought more and more about how lucky I am to have my mom supporting me with everything I have and how many times I have failed to appreciate those things, tears came to my eyes; and even more when I thought of how so many other people have not appreciated what they have been given. Comparing myself to the man again, he was so much happier than I had been.
Here I am, a person with so much to be thankful for, yet still damaged and broken by events in my past (some that no one can ever hear about or know of). The man had so much more if you looked at things differently.
It was inspiring and makes me question myself why should I be down if I have so much to build on(?).
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Sometimes when I ask myself why I need to have a special someone. Whenever I think about something in the past, I just think about so many things at once and I see them sort of like a story. I feel like I can't share this story with anybody else but that certain someone. I think that everyone has their own story to tell and I would be truly happy to be the one that's trusted by this person.
There are some things you just can't forget. The last time I honestly did not know how to feel or what to do was a while ago from today, but I can relive it as if it were yesterday. I wish it weren't in my past because it hurt too much. How could I wipe away someone's tears while I kept on crying, saying that "everything will be okay" and agreeing that it would be? We truly wanted to believe it and I wanted to try my best to fix things for us. I really believed that everything was done and nothing could have changed how we were because it had been perfect. That person disappeared twelve days later.
Maybe it was too good to be true.
Today when I was out with mom for some errands, we stopped by her friend's shop for her to drop off something. I stayed in the car because it wasn't going to be long. There was a man standing by a post a few meters away. He was wearing sunglasses and a thick, black jacket, pulling a suitcase along and seemed like he was waiting for someone. It was an unusual place to wait, anyway, but he seemed happy and upbeat. He might have been listening to music as well. I couldn't tell.
As I sat in the car and waited while listening to music, I thought of how lucky I am to have the things that I do. I have nice clothes to wear, good food to eat, a great family. Compared to that man standing outside, I had so much. As I thought more and more about how lucky I am to have my mom supporting me with everything I have and how many times I have failed to appreciate those things, tears came to my eyes; and even more when I thought of how so many other people have not appreciated what they have been given. Comparing myself to the man again, he was so much happier than I had been.
Here I am, a person with so much to be thankful for, yet still damaged and broken by events in my past (some that no one can ever hear about or know of). The man had so much more if you looked at things differently.
It was inspiring and makes me question myself why should I be down if I have so much to build on(?).
~~~~
Sometimes when I ask myself why I need to have a special someone. Whenever I think about something in the past, I just think about so many things at once and I see them sort of like a story. I feel like I can't share this story with anybody else but that certain someone. I think that everyone has their own story to tell and I would be truly happy to be the one that's trusted by this person.
There are some things you just can't forget. The last time I honestly did not know how to feel or what to do was a while ago from today, but I can relive it as if it were yesterday. I wish it weren't in my past because it hurt too much. How could I wipe away someone's tears while I kept on crying, saying that "everything will be okay" and agreeing that it would be? We truly wanted to believe it and I wanted to try my best to fix things for us. I really believed that everything was done and nothing could have changed how we were because it had been perfect. That person disappeared twelve days later.
Maybe it was too good to be true.
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