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XIN YING ▼ "Born to live, live to dream, and dream to live." Took my first breath in this world on 22/April/1993. My current course in ITE: Hair Fashion & Design. Inspired to become the best Hairdresser, prove those wrong right. Music fills my days. Friends are my life, without them, my days are meaningless and dull. I'm someone whose straightforward and HATE Homophobics. Don't judge me before you even get to know me This is where i write how i feel,perhaps from here you may get to know me more? I Suck at expressing, so therefore this is the only place which i blog how i feel. Cus everytime i try, i get tongue tied. I don't lead an interesting life, just very ordinary. But i have a dream, that dream rides me to different vitality, challenging and extraordinary. Know me, and you'll know how it goes. I don't entertain haters here, so if you've got to the wrong site, just simply click the close button. "It's foolish to be obsessed with past failures. And it's just as foolish to be self-satisfied with one's small achievements." FORMSPRING
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Saturday, December 27, 2008 @ 4:35 AM | 0 comment(s) | add a comment.
Hmm..Nothing much happened today, I just found out something quite upset after I know. It's about my mother. Just now I asked dad to fill in a form and needs our family passport number so dad passed me a file which contains all important things inside then he went to bath. I was alone in the living room so while flipping for the passport number, I saw my dad and mother's divorce "document". I read it but I didn't want to continue reading cus it's something I hope to find out but after knowing it, I regretted. I might as well be kept in the dark and be a fool. yeah, what my grandpa and relatives said were true, it was my mother who wanted to divorce and she would rather have money than have me. Now I know how worthless am I to her, I'm nothing. Maybe some say she might have her reasons for doing so but after I know this I don't know should I hate her or what. I'm feeling kind of confused and.. I can't describe it, it's just down to the core. Each time when I ask myself 'will I be able to see you again', my heart is filled with hope but now it's nothing but disappointment. Lied to myself that it wasn't true but see, the truth is out in just a few minutes. Every year in school I just hope you will appear and look for me like that time in primary school. you took me away from school and I spent a day with you, you brought me to a place which sells the best cheesecake ever. But ever since that day, I never once enter that shop. Because it just reminds me of you. You lied beside me and hugged me to sleep, it was the last time I talked to you. You asked me how's dad and family, why didn't you want to ask dad yourself. If you cared so much then why did you leave at first? And soon morning comes, we ate breakfast and took a cab and you drop me outside school gate. I asked you "will you come back and find me?" you answered me "yes,I will'. This was the hope you gave me and till today I'm looking forward to the day to come. Although I know the truth, but I still long to see you. Before I got down from the cab, you gave me your number. few minutes after you left, I called you and talked to you while my tears couldn't stop for a second. After school I went home and dad beat me up and scolded me horribly. but I think it's all worth it, because I spent a day with you. I wonder will you ever think back and think of me once in awhile? haix... Labels: I really miss you, where are you?? |