Sunday, March 30, 2008
就是爱你 -陶喆
我 一直都想对你说
你给我想不到的快乐 像绿洲给了沙漠
说 你会永远陪着我
做我的根 我翅膀 让我飞 也有回去的窝
我愿意 我也可以 付出一切 也不会可惜
就在一起 看时间流逝 要记得我们相爱的方式
就是爱你爱着你 有悲有喜 有你 平淡也有了意义
就是爱你爱着你 甜蜜又安心 那种感觉就是你
我 一直都想对你说
你给我想不到的快乐 像绿洲给了沙漠
说 你会永远陪着我
做我的根 我翅膀 让我飞 也有回去的窝
我愿意 真的愿意 付出所有 也要保护你
Oh 在一起 时间继续流逝 请记得我有多么的爱你
Oh 就是爱你爱着你 不弃不离不在意 一路有多少风雨
就是爱你爱着你 放在你手心 灿烂的幸福全给你
Oh 就是爱你爱着你 不弃不离不在意 一路有多少风雨
就是爱你爱着你 放在你手心 灿烂的幸福全给你
Oh 就是爱你爱着你 我都愿意
就是爱你爱着你 要我们在一起
all i want is just spend more time with u...
is that just so hard?
cant u feel it we've been distant apart? can we spend more time to draw it closer?
i don't want to be distant from you. that's only making me feel that u dont love me anymore. i know i've been throwing temper at u recently, watelse can i do to get your attention? and like i've said, i'm afraid that u dont love me anymore.
we're spending time lesser and lesser... our conversations are getting shorter and shorter over the phone. wat went wrong?
i hate being away from you. it'll only make me feeling lonely and unloved. the only place i feel loved and secured is in ur arms.
is it too much to ask for?
cant u feel it we've been distant apart? can we spend more time to draw it closer?
i don't want to be distant from you. that's only making me feel that u dont love me anymore. i know i've been throwing temper at u recently, watelse can i do to get your attention? and like i've said, i'm afraid that u dont love me anymore.
we're spending time lesser and lesser... our conversations are getting shorter and shorter over the phone. wat went wrong?
i hate being away from you. it'll only make me feeling lonely and unloved. the only place i feel loved and secured is in ur arms.
is it too much to ask for?
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Tonight's the Night - Janet Jackson
Stay away from my window
Stay away from my backdoor to
Disconnect the telephone line
Relax baby and draw that blind
Kick off your shoes and sit right down
Loosen up that pretty french gown
Let me pour you a good long drink
Ooh baby don't you hesitate cos
Tonight's the night
It's gonna be allright
Cos I love you girl
Ain't nobody gonna stop us now
C'mon angel my hearts on fire
Don't deny your man's desire
You'd be a fool to stop this tide
Spread your wings and let me come inside, cos
Tonight's the night
It's gonna be allright
Cos I love you girl
Ain't nobody gonna stop us now
(tonight's the night, tonight's the night, tonight's the night)
Don't say a word, my virgin child
Just let your inhibitions run wild
The secret is about to unfold
Upstairs before the night's to old, cos
Tonight's the night (tonight's the night)
It's gonna be allright
Cos I love you girl
Ain't nobody gonna stop us now (tonight, tonight's the night)
Tonight's the night (tonight's the night)
It's gonna be allright (tonight's the night)
Cos I love you boy
Ain't nobody gonna stop us now
This is so special
Tonight's the night
Don't be afraid
Tonight's the night
Don't be afraid
Tonight's the night
Don't be afraid
I wanna make things allright
Tonight's the night
Don't be afraid
Repeat and fade
what the fuck now??
im pissed... very pissed...
this morning we were having meeting with our assistant manager and as usual, all the shooting with AK-47. nightmare. not the 1st time. i got used to it. note: 'I' got used to it.
after meeting, my senior starts showing face. then, senior asked to call one of the dealer to get something from them. i was like... that is beyond my control and kesian them la, their customer is from JB for God's sake.
i have no choice. tho it's only the last 3 days i'll be here, i still have to do my part, i called the dealer and told him the situation. and i gave a week. hopefully he can make it.
then after this shit, she asked me to call all the quotation. its bloody saturday and everyone who have day off sure will wake up late so i wanna call probable noon. she was like, call all now! i wan to close every job now. wtf...
wat if... WAT IF... that customer wants to think about it? collect 1st then only think? u know wats the hassle to come here with all the jam and all??
shit...
this morning we were having meeting with our assistant manager and as usual, all the shooting with AK-47. nightmare. not the 1st time. i got used to it. note: 'I' got used to it.
after meeting, my senior starts showing face. then, senior asked to call one of the dealer to get something from them. i was like... that is beyond my control and kesian them la, their customer is from JB for God's sake.
i have no choice. tho it's only the last 3 days i'll be here, i still have to do my part, i called the dealer and told him the situation. and i gave a week. hopefully he can make it.
then after this shit, she asked me to call all the quotation. its bloody saturday and everyone who have day off sure will wake up late so i wanna call probable noon. she was like, call all now! i wan to close every job now. wtf...
wat if... WAT IF... that customer wants to think about it? collect 1st then only think? u know wats the hassle to come here with all the jam and all??
shit...
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
which one leh?
i'm so so so torn apart. i dont know which one to choose... sighs...
all of them are so beautiful and i love them all... but i cant be buying all of them and wear it... sighs...
why dont u give me some suggestions? XD
Name : Puzzle - You Complete Me
i like this but i think it's a bit old fashion...
Name : Mark of Love
this is ok too i think, but i dont like the gold part thing...
Name : Ball with Hollow Out Pattern
i think this is very cute!!
Name : Love You
i like this too! it's i love you.... cannot really see it right? hehe...
Name : Valentine's Pendant
this is not too bad... i like it...
Name : Nobody Stops The Love
This was my previous one. but baby's necklace broke d, and mine too later on... pendant is still here. but was thinking to get a new one~ hehe... fatt haoo~~
heihhhh... how?? my favourites are ball, valentine's pendant and love you... how?? >.<
anyways, its from Mark of Love. Hehe... have a peep. i got this page by simply searching thru yahoo... enjoy~
all of them are so beautiful and i love them all... but i cant be buying all of them and wear it... sighs...
why dont u give me some suggestions? XD
Name : Puzzle - You Complete Me
i like this but i think it's a bit old fashion...
Name : Mark of Love
this is ok too i think, but i dont like the gold part thing...
Name : Ball with Hollow Out Pattern
i think this is very cute!!
Name : Love You
i like this too! it's i love you.... cannot really see it right? hehe...
Name : Valentine's Pendant
this is not too bad... i like it...
Name : Nobody Stops The Love
This was my previous one. but baby's necklace broke d, and mine too later on... pendant is still here. but was thinking to get a new one~ hehe... fatt haoo~~
heihhhh... how?? my favourites are ball, valentine's pendant and love you... how?? >.<
anyways, its from Mark of Love. Hehe... have a peep. i got this page by simply searching thru yahoo... enjoy~
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
another thing to learn...
To All Married Couples and To All Future Couples...LOVE WHAT U ARE GIFTED WITH RATER THAN LOVING WHATEVER PASSING BY...very classic example below!
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!
That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly.
Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy.
Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset.
I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.
Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death does us apart.
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote:
"I'll carry you out every morning until deaths do us apart"
The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, the property, the bank balance that matters. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you, but if you do, you just might save a marriage.
Relationships are made not to exploit, not to be broken.
We teach some by what we say
We teach some more by what we do
But we teach most by what we are
- Mailed by a friend of mine...Point to ponder upon -
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!
That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly.
Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy.
Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset.
I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.
Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death does us apart.
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote:
"I'll carry you out every morning until deaths do us apart"
The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, the property, the bank balance that matters. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you, but if you do, you just might save a marriage.
Relationships are made not to exploit, not to be broken.
We teach some by what we say
We teach some more by what we do
But we teach most by what we are
- Mailed by a friend of mine...Point to ponder upon -
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