Monday, December 12, 2005
When Things Meant To Be...
Hmm, my first post in December, if you're reading this, Merry Christmas!
Last night I went to a wedding banquet with my mum, the little girl who lived next door when I was a baby is the bride today. There I met all the old neighbours, my anmesia problem was immediately challenged by all these familiar faces.
The most suprising thing to me was that, I met my high school teacher AGAIN! Yes, if you read my blog, I had met my teacher in New Zealand, and we were very surprised to see each other in the wedding banquet!
It feels weird when things play time with me.
Talking about that, recently I was introduced to a fortune teller. I've never met one before, and never intend to meet one frankly. Someone gave him my day of birth before I was there, and he has already written down my life's prediction on a piece of paper. He gave it to me as a present, I don't know should I be appreciated or not, coz I am very regret that I read it. It's just scary when life becomes predictable, sense of direction started to be confused, wish I could undo this, unfortunately it was too late.
A serious advice - Don't let fortune tellers fuck your life up. Runaway from them.
Before you finish, check out my latest pictures of Disneyland day.
P.S. I wrote a story and it was brilliant, but why did my inspiration come at 4am?
[[audio: The Cloud Room - Hey Now Now]]
Hmm, my first post in December, if you're reading this, Merry Christmas!
Last night I went to a wedding banquet with my mum, the little girl who lived next door when I was a baby is the bride today. There I met all the old neighbours, my anmesia problem was immediately challenged by all these familiar faces.
The most suprising thing to me was that, I met my high school teacher AGAIN! Yes, if you read my blog, I had met my teacher in New Zealand, and we were very surprised to see each other in the wedding banquet!
It feels weird when things play time with me.
Talking about that, recently I was introduced to a fortune teller. I've never met one before, and never intend to meet one frankly. Someone gave him my day of birth before I was there, and he has already written down my life's prediction on a piece of paper. He gave it to me as a present, I don't know should I be appreciated or not, coz I am very regret that I read it. It's just scary when life becomes predictable, sense of direction started to be confused, wish I could undo this, unfortunately it was too late.
A serious advice - Don't let fortune tellers fuck your life up. Runaway from them.
Before you finish, check out my latest pictures of Disneyland day.
P.S. I wrote a story and it was brilliant, but why did my inspiration come at 4am?
[[audio: The Cloud Room - Hey Now Now]]
