Love is a fickle thing.

My letter:

Amy, why did it take you so long to let me know how you feel? I spent so much time, wondering, worrying if I'll ever see you again. Well, I still forgive you. I know you'll be back soon. And we'll be together again. :)

Love, Raymond.

Amy...

This post is for my beloved Amy.

Amy baobao. As much as I love you, I can't just sit around and mope. I miss you more than anything, and all I want is one more day with you. With that said, you hurt me... You really did. You left me... completely in the dark. Its just me too. No one to share anything with.

You're the sweetest girl I've ever met. I fell in love so quickly. Now you're not in my life anymore. I want you to come back here and finish school. Please?

If you ever come back... in a second, I would take you with open arms.

Denial

I'm in denial right now. I can't seem to have a stable relationship with anybody...

I end up hurting the people around me.

The fact that I hurt the people around me just makes me feel like crap.

So here I am, back at square one. Apologizing again – sorry.

If anybody

could put the pieces of the puzzle together, and figure out my story for each and every clue I leave on this entire blog... I would consider you to know me better than I know myself. I mean really... I've put many clues as to who I talk about, but it's never obvious who I could really be talking about because I always make it sound like I might be talking about someone else... but the clues are there...


Really though, if you figure it out, let me know.

How I know

Because... at least you're trying.

(no J, not about you... but I can see how you may think it might be... that's a different story; the one referred to herein may know a thing or two about)

The Cake Is A Lie

This guy knows how to make music.

Summer!

It's Summer break! Finally! It feels amazing to be done with one year of grad school. One more to go, but first? Let's do the next 3 months big.

Here's to the best Summer yet.

Cheers!

I am so happy you're still here.

I have no words. I don't really know what to say.

All I can think of is that, you have someone watching over you Amy, and I am grateful you are alive.

I love you.

The Cohort

What a pretty diverse & unique group of individuals...

My gut feeling?

-Edit- "New Post"


Right now, the day after the day after Mother's day, I really miss my Mom. I got mad love for my Mom.

I love you, Mama. You have been the greatest constant in my life. And that's the way it should be. We work together as a team. And one day, I'll pay you back in every way that you've paid me in my way through life. I owe you everything, because you raised me right. Everything past what I've grown into becoming is because you raised me right; your investment paid off.

Successful

I'm back on this song... again. That must mean it's a classic song... and also has sentimental value to me.

First thing on my mind.

Is there a way I can say, forbidden love on my own blog, and not have to worry about who will see it besides a select few? Hehe. Well, anyways...

I just wish you were were right now. I miss you.

More than just a diary.

Some of my most cherished memories are posted somewhere on this blog.
I'm not going to let you go. I want to remember these memories for the rest of my life.

New life.

Well it's the end of the semester... (almost)

But right now, I really wish that all these problems were dealt with a loooong time ago. I never felt close to the cohort this semester... until now.

I'm not sure how this happened. But last night was a pleasant night. I ironed out some of the problems I sorta had all semester. In general, it just feels better when there's less tension.

Anyways, I'm pretty excited about starting my thesis sometime soon. Well, at least after the semester is over. We'll see how excited I am this Fall.