2.01.2010
When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end. How true~  I miss home): Daddy is going back tomorrow again, to officially sign the papers to sell of one of my houses. I will miss the magnificent sea-view of 280 degrees on the 31st floor. Yes, it's the direct sea-view facing West Kowloon District, and of course the 100 floor International Commercial Centre!  Life is so depressing, for me at least. No matter where I look, nowhere seems to have hope. Not at all. All I want to say is, I miss the food at home. The countless times whereby I slept till noon and ate all my favourite food for breakfast. I miss those stress-free, happy and joyous times. I miss the tranquil feeling home gives me. I miss those times whereby I shopped till my legs were on the verge of breaking. I miss all those times at home with my family and friends. We were so complete then. Why can everyone have their own happiness, but not me? What have I erred in my previous life, to bring about such great punishment in my current life? Dear God, I wish you knew how I felt. I know I am a free-thinker, but anyway life is just so miserable.
Worry not, this is not a suicidal post. Not yet anyway.
10:18 PM
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