Rusty...

Looking back on the first half on this year. Sooo much has happened. Ignorant blog entries cursing the world are Spllllatted all over this page. I must admit I really hated the world once. Now, i just shut up and stay in it. For the fact that i have someone special in this world for me. I owe her to this.

Alas! I'm free.

If it isnt about sitting in a good ol rocking chair and going back and forth over and over again. Enjoying the joy in such simplicity.

Its like playing a game of solitaire on ur desktop and just marvelling in the simplest of things.

It was all forgotten when I stood between the world and this. I facade on the oncomings and forgot the outgoings. I was product without process. How sad life can be...

But nevertheless, now, I looked upon everything as if it was her. Perfect, simple, joy. Its as if im back to where i started but this time round, im making sure i enjoy every minute of that process with her.

I love her.

insanity

insanity is a word with many meanings. medically, and intermittently. my dad is insane. medically. and i am insane intermittently.
whats keeping me sane?
Her.
Her messages always gave me hope. her smile just lights me up all the time. we have been together for almost 1 1/2 years already and our love candle is still alight and shining bright.
she astounded me with so much love she has given me. i dont think anyone cud have that capability to love me that much as she does. im really touched.

i have one more sem to go before i have endless time with her. i really cant wait. i pray and hope that this coming four months will whizz by.

-cross fingers-
AND i hope that we will get to spend overnights with each other again. =D
I ADORE them.


I hope i can hold of the insanity in the mean time. heh.

We been thru the ordeals that none can ever compare.

What i can't comprehend, i ask of too much.

I'm simple by thought. Complex in thoughts.

That's harder to comprehend.

What't making it simple is the fact that i love her alot. more than anyone will. a BIG ARSE of me to make such huge proclaim. But im not doubting thats why im screaming it aloud.

I hate whats all this thats tumbling me in my way, but it is something that we have to grasp about life. you can't mingle in a straight flat path, there are bound to be lil pebbles or a huge arse rock right smack in the middle of it. if u dont watch for it, u'll trip. but if u stop putting ur nose in the air, a lil humbleness wud put u at a safety margin. for one thing, u wont fall.

i learnt that in these few days.

Im happy. I know I am.

Shes bringin it all to me.

I dont want to comprehend.
I just want her.

(comprehend is too hard basket)








For her:
Love, I love u for who u are.
and what that brings with u, i willingly take it all.
I came into this knowing, that i love you wholeheartedly.
And no matter what, the heart wud stay whole for u.
Im sorry for all I've said.
You are the best that i can ever have.
The Best. =)

dear, i wasn't studying as i had said when u called. i hope u like this. its a lil movie i made and after all we have been through, its time our story came out in print. =)

and what we have started will not come to an end.

memories are what we hold the closest to our heart. That is how i lived with every moment that i can't be with you. =)

This is yet another pledge of my genuine love for you. Enjoy, dear!

loving u always,

your one love,

Tendy

no wait, seriously, am i humping?
DISH the dirt.



Oh wait!

HUMPS!



I own them.



LoveInTheMidstOfGreenMUCk.
In Love with RED.
PicturesNeverFade.Not OUrS

Phrase of the day: Its too hard basket

CountingDownThe days of Deprivation.


Hey,punehead.Risotto's a rice dish. just as carcinogenic is cancerous.OfCourseif u are dumbEnuff,putTHem together.

Adore her smile
Adore her hair
Adore her burps.
Adoration of all that is hers.

whats new.

im lightyears away.

but

an hour from being gay.

loves red.
always
=)

The magic wonders of life and its bittersweet.its a symphony. a bittersweet symphony. it plays the chords of pain, happiness, the grim, the ugly. My symphony has been played at its happiest during this period.
Occasional songs of pain passes but never lingered. Tampered in my memories are sweet symphonies of love.
A tamperment worth the cost. the cost of love.
devastation made lost with brilliance of the red flowers. Bloomed in the nights of day. Green lights flickering, but never burned out.
Words are just an entity.
Actions are subjective.
Colours are my life.

love thee red flowers.
love thy her.
love by her.