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Theres a war at home and my maid and I won it!

After I reached home, the first thing I did was take off the very heavy bling belt that I was wearing and hang it at the back of my door. AND GUESSED WHAT! I SAW MY ENEMY, MR LIZARD. 

You should have seen how brave I was, slamming the door and ran to the living room in lightning speed, screaming “TARWIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!” Immediately, my maid goes “yes? Got gahgah ah?” And i nodded my head with a stern face (heh, actually no, i was damn scared). Ahhhh, once my dog heard my scream, she is no where to be found. WHAT COWARD RIGHT. She is going to get fired from my squat i swear. She dare not come out of her hiding spot even when my dad is eating (you know how humji she is alr). 

okay, back to the story of the war, my maid stomped into my room with a newspaper in her hands. And I stood in the living room, about 500km away, looking brave. THEN, MY MAID SCREAMED “AHHHH TISSUE! PASS ME TISSUE!” Really you should have seen how I ran to the coffee table and throw the box through the door with the tiny opening. My aiming had never been that good. NEVER. Of course, what is the throw without screams right? Yeps, and I threw two boxes in cause the first box only left like what, 2tissues? WOAH. Finally, my maid and I got Mr Lizard dead. With my help in screaming and throwing tissue papers of course. 

What would I do without a brave soul at home. Sighs.

有你在的地方一定有歡笑，你善良，調皮，任性，霸道與貼心。你看起來活潑好動，但實際內心深處，你有些自卑而自負，你希望自己能把事情做到最好，你很在乎別人對你的評價，你的性格像小孩，單純直接，情緒化，喜怒哀樂寫在臉上，你沒有心機，但也缺少些自我保護的能力，你表面看來很容易相處，但想要走進你的內心世界其實並不容易，你需要人家的鼓勵，包容，寵愛和肯定，其實你也常常自我反省，你希望自己能做到起碼80%的完美，但你似乎沒那個毅力，所以你的情緒變化無常，一定是被這些因素困擾的。

Sometimes I am not sure what love is. Sometimes I would find myself asking is this how love is suppose to feel?

There used to be days I was really sure what it is. Moment of first love that innocent fluttering feeling which comes out and lives within me with excitement made me confident this was probably was love was. Fresh and new and full of excitement. Then in the midst of smiles and laughter, tears came along..with anger and pain. What seem to me like it was everlasting love,flew out of the window in just a blink of an eye. Questions began to rise, isn’t love suppose to be everlasting? or is it just a spur of the moment thing. Can you really lose love with time?

Second and third relationships ended up the same way. Things such as ‘I felt love in the beginning, but somehow I lost it with you… you’d be better off with another better guy’ became a common quote. Innocent image of love gets lost in the process. All you’d recall is just how ‘love’ doesn’t last and that well maybe you just don’t know what exactly love is.

Funny, how easy it is sometimes to forget all those happy moments you share with a person that you’ve build together for a period of time in just a blink of an eye… then later on only recall the pain which acts as the base for the defensive mechanism you unknowingly build around you. Sometimes I guess maybe I chose not to believe in love so I don’t get hurt again.

I’m back again on the track but I am not sure what I am feeling is really love, or just a longing to be with someone, since I’ve seem to have a misconception. The image of love began to be blurry. What exactly it is begins to be uncertain. I doubt almost everything and just things flow, but I can’t really feel like I am all there.

In the end I am still not sure.

From:

http://leloveimage.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2011-12-11T19:41:00-05:00&max-results=3

Not as good as the previous ones but still fine. Good day with Vinc too! :)