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Saturday, January 24, 2009

Late Goodbye

Summer/June 20xx
She ran so fast that she almost knocked down the janitor’s cart. “I’m very very sorry” she quickly helped the janitor to pick up the cart and continued running without looking back. The janitor shook his head and just smiled “I understand.” She pressed the lift button again and again and started to get annoyed by the fact that the lift had to stop several levels before reaching the ground floor. “Damn!” She cursed a little, and when the door opened she jumped in and pressed the floor where it said “Intensive Care Unit”. She pressed the “Close Door” sign until she reached the floor. When she reached, she ran to the wing where he was at, she ran so fast that she thought she had forgotten to breath. Then she saw his parents in front of the room. His mother crying loudly while his father consoled with tears rolling down his eyes, several relatives were there but she couldn’t really make out what they were saying and doing. Her eyes blurred and her heart chanted, “Please don’t go, please don’t go” over and over again.

Spring/January 20xx
It was still snowing in January and she had decided not to go home because she wanted to try spending Christmas in a foreign land. She was sitting near the window to capture the beauty of winter from her window when her roommate passed her the envelope. It was from him. Inside there’s only one photograph. A beautiful view of the blue sky, the white sands and the endless crystal blue water, he had drawn in a heart on the corner of the photograph and wrote on it “Flip and read”. She smiled and realized that even though they were far apart, he still managed to control her. She flipped the photograph and saw his handwriting. “Dear, I missed you during Christmas. But anyway, your mom got me a new hoodie. Remember the trip that I told you about. I found this beautiful place and I knew that you are the only person that I wanted to share it with. It might not look too wow in a piece of paper, so why don’t we go there during your next school break?” He then drew an arrow pointing to the very bottom “It’s a promise. We will go next summer :) Stay warm, love“She laughed silently and as if answering to his words, she nodded her head and said softly “It’s a promise”. She looked out to the window, the wind was blowing the leafless tree and the grey skyline that accompanied her all winter long never felt so lovely.

Summer/June 20xx
She has just turned in her final paper when her cell phone vibrated. It was her mom. She picked up her phone in front of the class and half whispered, “Hi Mom, yeah I just turned in. By the way I bought the ticket back it’s the day after tomorrow. No, I haven’t told him. I wanted to give him a surprise. I told him last week that I can only be back by the end of the month. What, why? Mom, you are scaring me. What do you mean he wasn’t well? But he is well now right Mom? What hospital? What happened actually?” She felt her feet lost her balance and the next thing she knew she was on the plane on her way home.

Summer/June 20xx
The funeral was simple. But so many people had attended. She hadn’t cried since he left and no matter how sad she was, no tears seemed to fall down. His parents asked her to sit beside them during the funeral and his mothers held her hands and as the procession ensued her grip kept getting stronger. She realized that’s how his mother tried to stop her tears. She kept on looking at his picture. He was smiling and she was angry at him, how could he smile when he had chose to left her alone. She remembered when he had to join a camp one summer when they were in high school. She hated him for leaving her alone and decided not to write him any letter for whole summer. He sent her postcards every week, telling her how much he had learned from the camp and how fun it was and how he had missed having her with him. “Dear, I wished you were here. I wished you were here to share my laughs and were here to see me punched that stupid Billy Crocker in his face. I missed your stupid naggings. I miss you. Just you.” She sent her a letter the following day and she promised never to ignore him anymore because of how empty it would make her life be.

Her eyes blinked when she realized that her mother was helping her to stand. The funeral had finished and they were getting ready to go home. She looked at his grave one more time. The emptiness that she felt during that summer came back. She opened her mouth, screaming his name but no sound came out. She fainted.

Summer/August 20xx
She waited patiently for the train to come to a full stop before boarding. She picked the window seat near the very back of the train. An old couple saw her and smiled; she smiled back and lowered her eyes to avoid any conversation with them. She pulled out her I-pod and put on her earphones. She picked his favorite song and pressed play. She felt the wind blew on her face and she closed her eyes. Slowly as the song started, memories about him came rushing back. The time when they first met in elementary school, the time when she was lost in the mall and he had found her, the time when she was jealous when he talked to another girl, which made them realized that they wanted to be more than just best friends, the time when he let her go to her dream university. Their late night calls, their letters, their secret codes, their promises.

The train jerked to a stop and that woke her up. She looked out from her window and realized that she had arrived. She alighted and started to walk following the directions that she had in her hands. After walking for almost 20 minutes, she saw the sign pointing to the beach, her heart was thumping faster. She exhaled and said to herself “You can do this.” She pulled out the last photograph that he had sent her back in January. She walked for some more distance and stopped when she realized that she was standing on the exact same spot where he took the picture. She observed her surrounding, and matched them with the picture in her hand. Then she pulled a glass bottle from her bag. On the bottle she had written, “Dear, You. Always, Me” She had written everything that she had wanted to say to him in there. “I made it. I am here. I love you. I will miss you forever.” She took a deep breath and with a swing she threw the bottle into the water. She saw as the water slowly pushed the floating bottle farther and farther away from her. For the first time since he was gone, tears rolled down her cheeks.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Playing with the dough


I spent several days this week playing in the kitchen, sometimes alone, most of the time involving my mom, and several times with my sisters. Some of our recent creations are:


1. Chocolate Molten Cake


2. Cheese and Ham Roll


3. Starry Starry Cookies


4. Nastar (Chinese New Year MUST Have :) )

































Thursday, January 8, 2009

"是我想太多 你总这样说 但你却沒有真的心疼我 是我想太多 我也这样说 这是唯一能安慰我的理由 我想我沒有错怪了什么 虽然你不说 都是错在我 太晚我才懂 爱了你太多... " - 想太多- 李玖哲
Translation: "Think Too Much/Overthink" - Nicky Lee.
"It was me who think too much. You always said that. But you never really love me. It was me who think too much. I said that myself. This is the only reason that could comfort me...I think I didn't misinterpret anything. Even if you didn't say anything, it's all my fault. Too late to understand.. loving you too much.."

He was leaning against the tall glass window. His image merging beautifully with the city lights scenery. She was looking at him then shifted her gaze to the moon, when she realized he shifted his gaze to her way. She slowly sipped on her Sour Apple Martini that she ordered. Words seemed to hang in the air. The soft piano playing, the singer was singing the request of the couple on the next seat. After feeling his gaze on her face, she dared herself to look back. Even in the dim lights, she could see his smile and then she asked "Now..what are we going to do?" He put down his glass and sighed.." I don't know"

He has eluded that question for almost 5 years. She has been waiting to ask it since like forever. He smiled awkwardly to her. She could feel that the answer won't be what she had always hoped. He could feel her dissapointment in her eyes. He quickly said "No.. It's me who can't make a decision. You know how I felt about you.. It's just..."She interuppted him before he could finish, "You are not sure, right?" Right after saying them, she felt that she actually was helping him in breaking her own heart. He shifted in his seat, his way of showing his uneasiness. She smiled and closed her eyes, trying to shift the tears from her eyes to her heart. He sighed.."I like you, a whole lot,.. I want to be with you.. I..." He stopped and lost his words again. She interrupted him again, "You just don't want to be with me forever, you just can't love me." He looked at her. His expression carried a mixture of confusion, dissapointment, hurt and a tinge of relief. She hated this look of his, but she forced herself to smile and said "I understand,..." After taking a big gulp of her martini, she continued "We would make a lousy couple anyway". He almost catched her crying from those words.

He picked up the phone and dial her number. She didn't pick up. He knew she was there and was trying to elude him. Just like how he always eluded her calls or emails. Then came her voice from her answering machine, he tried hard to sound calm, "Hi, It's me. I just want to let you know that I'm boarding the plane in 10 minutes. Look, I wanted to.. sorry... Sorry..that I.. uhm.. We.. uhm... I..Well, you have to take care ok ? During the time when I can't see you, I wish you all the best in uhm.. everything.. .. ok .... uhm..." At the background, the stewardress called all passengers to board the plane, he looked at his watch, hoping that at the last minute his mind could make a rash decision to stay behind for her. But the thought of the future scared him and he finally clutched the phone and continued to say, "Well, they called me. I got to go.. so.. uhm..." 10 seconds went by, finally "Goodbye" He hang up and picked his hand carry and walked through the boarding gate.

On the other end, she knew her phone rang, she knew it was him who called but she decided not to pick it up. She stood near the phone when his voice echoed through the answering machine, she tried her best not to breath or made any sounds, even though she knew he wouldn't hear any. She heard the broadcast and at the very corner of her heart, she had hoped that he would make some rash decision and decided not to go.. but her mind told her to give up. Then she heard him saying his goodbye and then the end of the recording. She smiled softly and said "I think too much..understand too late, love him too much.." Then she pressed the rewind button, and back to the part where he was saying his last sentence. She heard his voice saying "Goodbye" echoed again and again, and finally, she followed him.. "Goodbye" and pressed the delete button. The answering machine beeped "Message deleted."

His plane took flight. He saw the houses grew tiny and tinier and then he decided to just looked away. She left her house. She just stepped outside her apartment when it started to drizzle. She let the drops of water touched her face. Her tears joined the water from the sky to celebrate the perfect ending for a dying love that was never given any chance to bloom.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Good Bye 2008!! It's been a fun ride.

Welcome 2009!!!

I spent the entire day of the first day of 2009 at home with my family today. We had dinner together (Shabu-Shabu ala My Mom's style). Besides that I spent the whole afternoon till night watching the Disney's classics animation. Starting from Sleeping Beauty. I have to tell you, I am enchanted by these classics and I started to wonder who my prince charming will be like. Could he be:
The brave and modernist like Prince Philip, who would fight for you and could sweep you off your feet with his love songs.
The trustworthy and romantic like Aladdin, who could come up with the smartest trick to make you laugh and has the neatest “mode of transportation”.
The sweet and understanding like the Beast, who loves you and giving you freedom to be yourself and has the best home

Because I am such a greedy person I want my prince charming to be all of the above :)

Because I’ve watched Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Aladdin, Beauty and the Beast in one single day and from every single one of them I learned something in common for all these beautiful ladies.
1. They are not afraid to dream and put their hopes in the stars. They are optimists.
2. They are a feminist; they believe that women are important decision maker too. (Ex. Jasmine declined to be married just because of some stupid laws, Belle made the decision to stay behind so her father could be released)
3. They are smart and funny, at times witty.
4. They are kind and fair to everyone around them, they can be fierce but it's all for the good.
5. They don’t really care about status or appearance of their princes. What inside is the most important and they love them just the way they are. (Ex. Cinderella doesn’t even know that she is actually dancing with the Prince, Aurora thought that the guy in the woods is some stranger passing by, Jasmine knows that Aladdin is only a peasant but she picked him among other princes, and Belle doesn’t care that her prince is a 10 feet tall beast whose paws could tear down a tree.)
6. They believe in love, freedom and all things good and righteous.
7. They are much more modern than the people in their eras.
8. They are self-less. They are willing to exchange their own happiness for the happiness of others.
9. They work hard to achieve their dreams.
10. They have great smiles.

So, in addition that they are beautiful, they have great gowns and they love to sing (thinking of which, all of the princes love to sing as well…well, match made in heaven, I guess J ) I guess these qualities are the things that made all these princesses steal their princes’ heart.

Those fairy-tales happy endings tend to make me feel warm and fuzzy inside, makes me feel nostalgic and breaking some of my cynic, too realistic point of view about lives. They bring me some gleam that life should be more like a fairy-tale; you have to believe it to have the miracle happens to you.

Hey, I should make that as one of my New Year Resolution: "To live in 2009 with more positive outlook and believe that the best is yet to come."
Happy New Year 2009, everyone!!!