Thursday, June 11, 2009
Army life, i can say we partially kind of adapt to it already. for me, i started to tear little. not as much as de past few days. guess we are just too sticky. thats why it takes longer time to adapt. but right now. heard that his training its getting tougher. but i strongly believe that my boy is able to endure it true.
army basically also let our love get fonder. and made as matured. i starts to get much more independent. walking on streets alone. its not that bad thou. coz he always stays in me. my mind and heart. :)
i believe that i have said this many many times. but i just like to say it again. i really grew a lot in this relationship. thou time to time i get so childish that its so obvious that i me myself cant even take it. hahas. right at this moment. he is the only man i wanna spent my life with.
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FINALLY! its Thursday! 1 more Thursday im able to see my BF! and as usual work today. after work i headed str8 to DG to MAC and get de cup for BF. i miss the previous 1. any1 has extra for de previous 1? can sell me or so?
living room tiles just being smashed. next monday or tuesday gonna put on new tiles. =D brand new living room. alright. i got to off to hand write diary for BF le. TATA
P.S - BF, its only like 6 days. i noe i haven been good. i skip meals. i didnt take care of myself well. i even drop my weigh down. which u dislike the most. my misses never ever cut down each day yet it grows. my regrets is never ending. i always re read my previous blog, ur blog and current blog. my heart aches so much. they always say wat.. live with no regrets and etc. but i do. i regret i nv cherish u well. actually i got to thanks to Army. without this, there is many things i didnt notice it. Example, ur care and dote towards me. nv fail making me smile. i finally get what u mean right now. how important is my smile to you.
I Love You JunWen
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Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.
Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.
For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.
Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...
army basically also let our love get fonder. and made as matured. i starts to get much more independent. walking on streets alone. its not that bad thou. coz he always stays in me. my mind and heart. :)
i believe that i have said this many many times. but i just like to say it again. i really grew a lot in this relationship. thou time to time i get so childish that its so obvious that i me myself cant even take it. hahas. right at this moment. he is the only man i wanna spent my life with.
__
FINALLY! its Thursday! 1 more Thursday im able to see my BF! and as usual work today. after work i headed str8 to DG to MAC and get de cup for BF. i miss the previous 1. any1 has extra for de previous 1? can sell me or so?
living room tiles just being smashed. next monday or tuesday gonna put on new tiles. =D brand new living room. alright. i got to off to hand write diary for BF le. TATA
P.S - BF, its only like 6 days. i noe i haven been good. i skip meals. i didnt take care of myself well. i even drop my weigh down. which u dislike the most. my misses never ever cut down each day yet it grows. my regrets is never ending. i always re read my previous blog, ur blog and current blog. my heart aches so much. they always say wat.. live with no regrets and etc. but i do. i regret i nv cherish u well. actually i got to thanks to Army. without this, there is many things i didnt notice it. Example, ur care and dote towards me. nv fail making me smile. i finally get what u mean right now. how important is my smile to you.
I Love You JunWen
__
Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.
Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.
For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.
Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...
