Saturday, November 29, 2008.

There is none like you,
and no one else can touch my heart like you do..

And I could search for all eternity lord..
and find, there is none like you..

There is none like you,
and no one else, no one else can touch my heart like you do..

and I could search, I could search, for all eternity lord.
and find, there is none like you.

ooh.. I could search for all, eternity lord.
and find...

there is none, there is none~
there is none like you.

there is none like you.

( 'There is none like you', Lenny LeBlanc. )
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I actually wanted to post everything that had happened, but seeing everything back.
I lost my mood.
maybe i will post it up tomorrow, maybe I will never post it up.

but all I know is that.

I miss yeye very much, it hurts to actually think about it.

My heart really squeezes, that he is no longer coming back.

That he will not be sitting in that chair of his, laying back, sleeping and snoring with his mouth wide open.
That he will not be there on my birthday, smiling at me and wishing me happy birthday.
That he will not be there, wearing his favorite green shirt of his and sitting with all of us in one big round table, and having dinner during christmas.
That he will not be there during any meal, and I will not be able to call him.
That he will not be there wearing red that he loves, smiling and laughing, talking very animatedly to his brothers and sisters during chinese new year.
That when we go to malaysia, whatever we want to buy, he will say "buy buy!" and my mom will tease him and us.
That when we played mah jong, he will not tell us tales and joke with us.
That he will ask me anymore to 'ok' him.

He is really gone, gone..
For eternity, till the day I die.
I will not see him again, till he comes visit me both spiritually or in my dreams.

It pains me to even see mama in this condition.
To never see the man she love and has spent 40 plus of her life with.
To never see the man she love sleeping and snoring beside her.
To never see the man she love complaining to her.
To never see the man she loves so deeply, calling her name and saying i love you.

It is amazing, how life can go on.
How the people around me, can live on like nothing has happened.

I want to get over this, I don't want to forget it.
but I want to get over this.
and I do not want to stay at home.
but i don't feel the need to be happy or be playing around.

This is reality, and hook or crook I will have to accept it.

I wanna go east coast, go ride my bicycle to the end of it.
and to tan everything out.
I want to do that, but the only question is when?

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Marianne, Olivia, Rachel and everybody else.
I am sorry, I doubt I can go out this tuesday, really sorry. D:
with me in this condition, I think I will just dray you guys down.
so sorry.

And sorry, that i cannot go and visit shannen.
I have to abide some traditional rules.

- I cannot celebrate my birthday, and thank god for that, cause I don't want to.
- I cannot celebrate new year's nor christmas.
- I cannot go to people's houses for 100 days counting from the 24 november.
- I cannot wear red, nothing red.
- I cannot cut my hair for 49 days counting from 24 november.

and yeah, so yeah.
sorry shannen, don't think you will read this though.
but i will pray for your waking up, though it will be painful.
but get well.

and, thank you debra, for giving me your well wishes and the only one to reply me.
thank you for your intentions. :)

just in case, to let you all know, he died on the 24 november, monday, 2pm in the afternoon.

thank you for reading and god bless.

p.s
A kiss for you that is sorrowful, a goodbye for you that is loved.
I will love you yeye, always, and will never fail to.

{ 10:35 PM }

narcissism.

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