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Monday, November 15, 2004

Everybody have Secrets

Since I've been bored to death by the current exams stress, yesterday have a great rest, through the form of watching a movie. Of course, I've had to thank Abel for accompanying me when others wun. Well, although we had ORD, we still do meet up quite often. Thank God he dun mind watching the korean show wif me.

As the title says, "Everybody Have Secrets". Yes, I noe u all must be thinking of me as a pervert, watching this R(A) show which starred Choi Ji Woo(chio bu neh) and many more. The story revolves around the male lead who seduces the trio of sisters, supposedly giving them secrets to hold and live happily ever after. Before u think of the sex scenes, PLEASE throw away ur coloured lenses. Dun see the movie as a sex show, rather, see it as a comedy which provide food for thought on the way. Choi Ji Woo is absolutely farni as the bookworm who learnt about sex through books; she was super hilarious, fumbling here and there along the storyline. Hence moral of the story: When watching this show, please dun take food/drinks or sit in front of sumone who do so.

The movie when viewed as a comedy actually scores high, it seems so real and yet dun seems to be practical. The little bits of philosophy offered here n there might seem amoral, but they do offer food for thought for those who delights in pondering. Overall, I quite like the show, an absolute piece of laughter for the audiences, just a pity that most people wun see it that way. Strange isn't it, that sex is actually a very important of one's life, and yet we are TAUGHT to see it as profane, dirty and unholy. Well, to be frank, that means each and everyone of us is born dirty; after all, sex is the way to which we humans procreate life and live on. Therefore, can't we just throw away the coloured lenses people gave to us, and start viewing sex and even the world in a different but more natural way????


Tuesday, November 02, 2004

Sob.....Sob......Sob.......

10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me.
She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine.
But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it.
After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her.
She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her.
She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart.
She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did.
As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine.
After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Senior year
The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did.
Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step!
I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes.
I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day.
I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma.
I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it.
Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man.
I wanted her to be mine, but she didn`t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!".
She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend".
At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years.
This is what it read: "I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it.
I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

I wish he would tell me he loved me! I wish I did too...
I thought to my self, and I cried.
I Love U
I Love U
I Love U
I Love U
I Love U
I Love U
I Love U
I Love U
I Love U
I Love U..."




*I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why............>_<