Thursday, July 31, 2008

Working life.
I guess I havent blogged since I started working. I used to love working more than studying. Studying would be the last on my list of anything. But since moving to New York, I have to take a few steps back and think again. I still liked my ad agency job in Wisconsin the best. I like what I do, I learn alot, I get proper lunch breaks, I work with intelligent people, and I get to play video games.


Here......ah well, I won't say anything. It's better than not having a job. and I am going back to WI!!!! ahhhh!! 2nd home. almost.


I dreamt of you last night. You came to New York City to visit me. And I was overjoyed. I didnt want to wake up. I took leave for the 1-2 weeks you were here, and worked my ass off after that to re-pay all the hours. Liberty Island, Battery Park, some of the places I recall visiting with you. It's an honor for me to even be able to dream of it. Thank you.


I think our hearts are like bone marrows. When you donate a bone marrow to someone, it has to match EXACTLY, and it's not like you lose anything. I think it grows back or grows some more, or...*maybe it's just one of my shallow thoughts* but ppl never die or anything like that after donating their bone marrows.


It's just like our hearts. When we give our heart to someone, ie. love someone, it's not like we will run out of love, same like we dont run out of bone marrows. There will always be some more love from inside of us to give to someone else.


It's not like I have one heart and if I give you my heart, i got zero heart.


We give the love. The heart we keep. The heart can keep on pumping more and more love. and bone marrow has to match exactly before you can donate it to someone, same with heart. The fact that you gave your heart to this person, it means that both of you WERE a match at SOME POINT in time.



*squeals*squeals*squeals*



No one has ever came up with such a metaphor. I think I'm so good at this.
Note to self: add self-love.

But yeah, I think this is the reason why God gave us such capabilities. So that we will never be brought down by ONE person and never be able to move on after that. Because we still are able to love and give ourselves to others. and that is the beautiful part of love. It allows mistakes. How many things in life allows mistakes?


"When two people from two very different worlds are together, the point
where their worlds collide is the beauty of love."

We collided. in a zigillion different ways you could think of at different points of the sphere of our worlds.

But we are slowly drifting apart. Forces from opposite sides are pulling us back into where we came from, the reality. Zero crossover paths. Back to two mutually exclusive entities.

Unmatched. Unmet. Untied.

0 dress with ribbons only?:

Gimme gimme more! gimme more!