thank you xiang. really.

crying is such a energy sapping thing to do. and it's such an unglam affair too.

well, depending how you cry, mine was. imagine your mouth and nose and eyes all squashed up to the centre, with chokeful of tears falling all over and all the time. then you woke up the next morning feeling extremely tired, the eyes especially, despite a good 6 hours sleep.

crying is still, good. morrie says so too. i rather cry and release all that pent up emotions than to let me die from within.

so yea, i am feeling slightly better. still, i am going to hide in my shell a little longer. two days, that's all i need.

and i really want to thank xiang. xiang, you're the babe! i'll probably be crying till now if i don't have you come in to talk to me. you probably ain't aware of the intensity of what you did last night but i'll say akin to an angel's breathe. (i shall stop here so as not to spoil the "moment", you get me. :) )

some things screwed up - my internet and my phone mainly - we couldn't continue sharing but i'll love to hear you finish the story of oreo's fight (and yours). now i am saying again, a HUMONGOUS T-H-A-N-K-Y-O-UUU!!

everyone needs friends and i've got great ones.
life isn't tt bad afterall?

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i said before it is the difference that draws us together.

collin is everything i was not.
his family is everything my family is not.
to some extent, that's why i'm with him and no one else.

if there is a need for balancing the yin and the yang, i'm yin and he's the yang.

and for that, i am grateful.