Far away from home

How can I tell you that I care?

Time is on our side and everything will turn out to be excellent and beautiful!

I am afraid of being obsessed, by anything and with anything.

The feeling of being excessive caring and concern makes me tired. I still remember the "tame" thing in Little Prince. The fox is so nice that I felt sorry for his death. But I'll never agree with him about being tamed by the little prince.

"But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life . I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not ea t bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the colour of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me bac k the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat..."Little Prince

Too much concern must lead to hurt and pain no matter to oneself or others.

I'm not sure is it right or wrong to share the little games with my families. They seldom relax themselves but they seem to be addicted to it.

They need to have fun and things will be ok.

People say words they don't really mean to.

People get angry when they can't pretend to be happy anymore or they feel hurt.

I've met people who are sensitive to the feelings of others. They always put the beloved ones' needs in the first place.

I've seen those kind and sensitive people get angry at their beloved ones, as well as those who are loved, forgiven and helped got frightened and extremely hurt.

They can't sleep well the day when they hurt or being hurt. They think of what has happened but they don't get it. It is a pity the giver thought the receiver won't be hurt too much while the receiver did, both in the name of love.

I've recently been watching Desperate Housewives. Sometimes I feel sorry for Bree's believe in George's words. That dirty man has been telling lies and using all means to date Bree. One of the hardest thing in the world is to tell people. People risk their trust and if they are lucky enough they can be rewarded the same way. If not, they lose all they stake on. Pity that, isn't it?

Mary Alice: Trust is a fragile thing. Once earned, it offers us tremendous freedom. But once trust is lost, it can be impossible to recover. Of course the truth is, we never know who we can trust. Those we're closest to can betray us, and total strangers can come to our rescue. In the end, most people decide to trust only themselves. It really is the simplest way to keep from getting burned.

I am sorry for being mad at you. I am sorry for being selfish and rude. I am sorry for not able to let you live a happy life without any fear and worry.

I want to be wealthy so that they won't save what little money they earn for us. I want to be famous so that they can be prond of me and they can hear my  name all the time. I want to have a nanny so that mammy won't be that tired cooking in the hot summer and cold winter.

I don't know whether you are happy or not. You never tell us what happened and how you felt. But you can't resist being sad and unhappy. I am sorry that I am not smart enough to know what's inside but i care. I beg your words and don't be so silent. If you are not happy, tell us. We are right there waiting for your smile and laugh.