Sunday, May 18, 2008

This would be my present :)

To an amazing girl,
To my favourite emo buddy,
To the ever energetic person,
To the person who is capable of making me smile,
To the psychic who knows i'm online even when i'm appearing offline,
To the incredible fight wall spammer:P,

and most importantly,

To one of the BESTEST person i have talked to online,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY OISHEE :)

PS: sorry, wish i could come up with something better. maybe next year :P

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Of Movies

Im not at home right now, at my grandma’s place, no decent internet connection, I cant do anything much here. It sucks that I can’t sleep. I can’t go online, and I was in such a rush to come here, I didn’t bring along any storybooks either. And when I cant sleep in the night, my mind starts wondering and I become emo, again and again. This is worst than how it was before I played FC. At least before all that, I still talk to tootoo most night, ( then, sue talked to me once she found out about it) and if I want to,I can always drive to genting. Driving there gives me a certain exhilaration, it takes away my emo-ness. I cant do all that here, and what did I do to keep myself occupied in the night? I bought movies, and of all movies, I bought the holiday and 50 first dates.

THE HOLIDAY! I mean, I really don’t know what I was thinking. I watched that movie before, its an amazing love movie, and I know, watching it will only make me more emo. I knew all that, and I still bought it. Even though Jack Black and Cameron Diaz was in the movie, my favourite actor is actually jude Law! He was actually a real gentleman, kept his composure and his jokes are classy, a ladies killer yet a responsible father! Perhaps, just too perfect, that no one like that would exist :P but watching that movie, and the character played by jack black and kate winslet both fell in love with someone who isn’t nice at all. ( nice, you said I use the adjective way too much. Sorry princess, I love that word:P). the know they fell in love with a mean bad person, yet, it is so hard to not love them. Love makes you go crazy, makes you do illogical things, it takes away all logic and reasoning, it makes you….blind.

Speaking of love makes you do crazy things…take a look at 50 first dates. I haven’t watched that movie before, its an amazing one now that I did. Again, this one made me even more emo. It just goes to show how much a guy is willing to do for a girl that he loves. So much sacrifices done by him, and even though he knows her memory might never return to normal, he never gave up. And yet, after all that he has done, she comes over one day and says, “ im breaking up with you”. It was in my honest opinion, cruel. Yes, she has a point, that her memory condition will prevent him from achieving his dreams, and it will only make his life harder every single day. But, that doesn’t give her the rights to decide what is good for him. She wants it so that he will be happy, but hey, did anyone ever ask him, what is it that he really wants? Maybe, all those dreams and ambitions of his, are not as important to him as her love. It could be just that simple. Just those lines like “ im not good enough for you” and “ you deserve someone better” actually really makes me wonder…did we ever ask for anyone better? No.. sometimes, you don’t have to be an amazing person…you just need to be you.. and for being yourself, someone will love you unconditionally. There is never an explanation for love, again, no logic or reasoning to it.

Love, can be truly amazing. I know if I want to, I can kill love within me, but it was so hard for me to even remember how love feels like, I don’t want to ever forget it again. I wont forget love, despite all the emo nights I have to go through, it is worth it to remember how love feels like.

The way you get to hold the person you love.
The way you whisper “ I love you” to their ears
The way you look at them and ask them every single time, “ how did you ever get so beautiful?”

Or
The way they react when they see you and didn’t expect you to be right in front of them.
The way you look at each other when she gets on the train back.
Waiting by the phone, for a text message to say “ hey I’m back, I miss you”

And
The times you have to think of more ways to surprise her
The dreams you had, and you call one another to talk about it
“ pls stay, 5 more minutes” …and perhaps, that will always be the sweetest line you ever want to hear. That mere 5 minutes, can make so much of a difference

And certainly

The way you kiss each other goodbye, and walk away on a different path, only to turn back again, to smile, and wave.

I miss all that. Yet, I know I can never love again. Never, again.