Its been almost 14 months ago.

Hi blog, long time no talk.. yeah?

Seems like a fairy tail, having you with me for which is gonna be 2 years soon! Oh how time flies.. but then again our relationship have had its many ups and many frequent downs. But we managed to pull through in the end, don't we? Oh that's why i love our relationship so much. having so many difficulties but still overcoming them! I know it takes a toll of our emotional beings.. but we still have each other no? I think of you when i'm in pain, when i'm in doubt, when i'm so troubled with my life.. but i know you'll be there to guide me through. Gosh i made it sound like you're a God. hahaha. Noooo wayyyy hahaha if i did that then you'll confirm bully me!! hehe <3 You're my dear, you're my pig. Of course i'll do anything for you. But can sometimes give me chance? Sometimes i get a little tired too.. 

Thank you very much my dear. 

I know 1 year 10 months is a long time. I know that you're in pain, the pain of missing love, the pain of not being able to be together. I wish i could bear some more of your pain, so that you could live your life without that much burden to carry. For me i'm bearing the weight of my own time through the sacrifice for my country. Sorry that that cause you to bear this weight with me. But honestly this weight that you share with me really makes my time here much easier to pass. I could not imagine a night in camp that i do not think of you. And that i wish to fly away just to meet you right there and then. But then i would kena AWOL lah. hahahaha.

Thank you very much for being patient and understanding. 

Sometimes it can be hard for you to bear this burden (me), i try my best too. sometimes. I know that I get complacent on your efforts and love for me. I think that that makes me a total jackass for that. I apologise... Sometimes it gets tiring .. I know especially when you need to talk to me and need me to be there for you but i can't or maybe i was too lazy or complacent.. Sorry. It gets tiring sometimes. Army made me even more lazy than i had already been. But it's not excuse yeah? 

"I wish I could put you inside me so that you could be with me forever."

Thank you piggy 
I love you :)

Awesome song from one of the apple store playlist:

Birdy - Skinny Love

Come on skinny love, just last the year
Pour a little salt, we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I told my love to wreck it all
Cut off all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my,
my, my, my,
my, my, my, my,
Right at the moment this order's tall

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind

And in the morning, I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
'Cause I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love, what happened here?
Suckle on the hope in light brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full, so slow on the split

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind

And now all your love is wasted
Then who the hell was I?
'Cause now I'm breaking at the bridges
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall,
Far behind?

Come on skinny love
My, my, my,
my, my, my,
my, my, my, my,
My, my, my,
my, my, my,
my, my, my, my.

The 22nd.

I am your father, who takes care of you and scolds you when you do something wrong.

I am your mother, who showers you with motherly love through loving affection.

I am your sister, who you can confide to when you have any secrets to share,
someone you can trust to keep and have a shoulder to cry on.

I am your brother, someone who you can trust to protect you from anything.

I am your grandmother, who shows love through the food I make.

I am your grandfather, who can give you solemn advice on life and anything else.

So you see, i am like your family;

I am your boyfriend.

The Window View

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his room-mate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

Then unexpectedly, a sinister thought entered his mind. Why should the other man alone experience all the pleasures of seeing everything while he himself never got to see anything? It didn't seem fair. At first thought the man felt ashamed. But as the days passed and he missed seeing more sights, his envy eroded into resentment and soon turned him sour. He began to brood and he found himself unable to sleep. He should be by that window - that thought, and only that thought now controlled his life.

Late one night as he lay staring at the ceiling, the man by the window began to cough. He was choking on the fluid in his lungs. The other man watched in the dimly lit room as the struggling man by the window groped for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room he never moved, never pushed his own button which would have brought the nurse running in. In less than five minutes the coughing and choking stopped, along with that the sound of breathing. Now there was only silence-deathly silence.

The following morning the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths. When she found the lifeless body of the man by the window, she was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take it away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the world outside. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."
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Moral of the story is... There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations. Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.

If you want to feel rich, just count all of the things you have that money can't buy.
As blessed as you are, always remember that there are people less fortunate than you. While it is not an obligation to help anyone, you don't lose anything by sharing some love. Happiness shared is doubled, remember?