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Random Thoughts on the eve of Valentine’s Day

admin — Sat, 06 Feb 2010 06:37:47 +0000

Last night, I had nothing to do, so I took a magazine “sprout” with random on the table in order to kill the time, then I put a cup of water on the edge of table, and then I sat on the bed with a feeling of coziness. Every article in “Sprout”, I could find a dim figure of my own in the distance, where are our confusion and melancholy. When I read several sections, I was a little bit of sentiment, flaking one after another. . .
“after graduation, we still have together? ” is one of article in the magazine, the article is a piece of departing about senior after four years of college life, all will pursue their own dream, now as I do, which once had been disordered and overturned in my mind. I fell in the fragments of memory last winter, we song and laughed together, how happy we were at that time, but this year I am alone to face valentine’s day, So happiness is always impermanency, we part with each other, because of graduation, We will go to different places, at the moment I did not feel the accident, I knew we would break up at a certain time, but I would like to use the limited time to let me calm down.
We love each other for three years, finally we divide, regardless of result; we break up with each other eventually. I end up with my youth and love in the university. But I never regret everything. As After this show the empty stage will be the only witness of this sad story. Some things are always unpredictable to us, no matter what fate we will encounter. Therefore, although a lot of people meet by chance, and which is also a kind of predestination, and we cherish this kind of predestination and salute each other. Perhaps the reason is that I am a person who is always dedicated on my own. I thought as long as we love each other, no matter how difficult, no matter how bitter; I would think you are my soul bays. However, today I finally understand that the sky which is for two people, I don’t do it alone.
When we pour into our memories together, the moment I am pleased, because we fell in love before, and I paid out a lot, but also gain a lot, I have a wonderful memory and a sweet memory. But this year’s Valentine’s Day is bound to be lonely. I often call to remembrance in previous years that we had in the past, I can not help shedding tears, after all, the reality is cruel, we end up with breaking up.
Sometimes, the more we grow up, the more we will become degenerated. and I always look at the blue sky and imagine my own future; but today I no longer think about the future, only hope to take my step in front of Road. I always like tragedy very much, like the sad feeling!
Valentine’s Day is coming this year, but I am bound to be lonely, I have adapted in this way, I also need to calm down myself to such life. I will graduate soon, but also appropriately I will take my own future on my road, I don’t know what to happen for the future, but I firmly believe that I will gain my own happiness.

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My Valentine Day

admin — Sat, 06 Feb 2010 06:36:42 +0000

The Valentine Day is a conventional festival in the West. As the story goes, this festival is coming from a religionary story. A young churchman was arrested for his preaching. His spirit for the Christianism affected the old turnkey and his daughter. The churchman and the girl got in love little by little. But the churchman was condemned to death because the Christianism could not be allowed in that age. Before death penalty, the young churchman wrote a letter to the girl expressing his affection. In the day he died, the girl planted a tree with red flowers to indicate her miss. The day was 14th, February. Years later, the churchman was awarded by the Saint. Then that day was named by the young churchman’s name, St. Valentine, for preaching up his faithfulness.

Now the religion does not affect our lives so much, and the Valentine Day tardily lost its religionary signification. But the affection between the churchman and the girl is still touches us. Friends or couples select this day to express their love to each other. They change the gifts like chocolate, red rose, or the St. Valentine card full of love. Generally, boys present flowers to girls, and girls present chocolate in return. And it is the best chance for the boys and girls to represent their mind to each other.

When I met my boy friend, now updated to my husband, we changed gifts every Valentine Day. Sometimes was a bundle of roses, sometimes was a bottle of perfume, and sometimes was a pack of chocolate. These gifts did not spend too much money, but could represent that we care about each other so much. But we seldom had dinner in restaurant in the Valentine Day because there were too many people outside in that day. There was difficult to find a seat in any restaurant or other amusement place. We went out in a certain Valentine Day’s night, just walking and walking to find food. It was just like a big parade with thousands of people ‘snatching’ food. Finally, we tired so much and could not move any more, still as hungry as a wolf. We decided we should never add trouble to ourselves in that day. It was too terrible.

After we married, we seemed losing the passion to spend this festival and almost forgot giving gifts to each other. We spend more time on housework or how to cook a delicious dish or which fitment should be acquired for our home or accompany our parents. I think it is the life, from the ideal to the reality, and we adapt it then accept it.

I still treasure up several leaves which my husband represented to me first time and empty perfume bottle he first gave me. It was a sweet memory for us. But now maybe ‘together’ is the best gift for us with time going by.

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Jack and Jill

admin — Sat, 06 Feb 2010 06:36:01 +0000

It was Jill’s first year in college. Campus life was always amazing for a freshman, but it was not the case with Jill. Jill, a literature lover, spent a better part of her time reading. She could recite lots of classic works from memory and won hearts of her professors and friends. Such a bookish girl was she that she was anything but gregarious person. Though life sometimes could be boring for her because she seemed to follow the same routine everyday, she could make a lot of fun out of it. When she didn’t felt like studying, she would hang out with her friends or do something interesting for a change.

One weekend, while Jill was chatting on line, a stranger names Jack caught her attention. Jack’s knowledge and his outlook on a lot of things left great impression on Jill. They felt like having known each other for ages. They talked with joy for a long time before they knew it.
Then the next weekend came, Jill went to the cyber bar again. Surprised to find out that Jack was there, they began their chatting. From their talk, Jill learned that he just achieved his Master’s degree and was offered a job in a big company. Apart from that, Jack gave her some guidance on her literature study.

Weeks after weeks, the more they knew about each other, the stronger the feeling grew. They had a lot of things in common. Both of them loved edelweiss which was a kind of little white flower and stood for love and bravery in Austria. They both were longing for the kind of true love between Queen Victoria and Prince Albert. Red was their lucky color. And during holidays, they would go to play tennis twice a week. And what’s more, they were still available. But they never asked each other phone number or address. Nor did they know each other’s face. Knowing that they were in the same city, they were unsure what might come.

They lost contact with each other for months. Wandering in the street, Jill saw many couples hand in hand and a lot of flowers and chocolates were on sale. She came to realize that today was Valentine’s Day. All these days, she often pictured his face in her mind. Suddenly she had an impulse of crying. She rushed home and turned on the computer, praying that he was there. And he was expecting her for a long time. Right at that moment, they found each other.
Finally, Jack shall have Jill, all shall be well.

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Not Rushing, Still Waiting

admin — Sat, 06 Feb 2010 00:36:56 +0000

I’m one of you——if it is Valentine’s Day and if you alone and lonely, staring at the computer screen to read what I’m writing now, barely able to coerce the sad feeling into the innermost cubbyhole of your heart, the self pity that’s scratching to well up and the big question: why is that I’m all alone on the most romantic day of the year, again!?

All alone I am for the past 23 years, plus 23 miserable Valentine’s Days. What is wrong with me! I’m not intolerably ugly, if not gorgeous, not temperamentally unbearable, not a cynic keeping love at bay. I’m totally normal, reasonably pretty and sanely passionate….Hey hey hey! What goes wrong with me? I’m not supposed to say things like that. I’m not supposed to be pitying myself like this, even though it is Valentine’s Day. It’s not that all of a sudden I’m thirsty for love, longing for a piece of that sweet chocolate, a bunch of roses. It’s not that an essential epiphany dawns on that a man will make my life complete. It’s only that when reaching a certain age in your life, you learn to play the game of contrast and comparison; you begin to wonder what is it that everybody else around you carries on the shoulder every day yet is still not in your pocket; you begin to question your way of life when the way you define the word “normal”deviates from the way the society does.

Ever since my first romantic vibe began to pulse, I firmly truly believe that there is a person for everybody, a right one, the one, the right one, like a knife and fork, a shoe and shoelaces, a cup and coaster. Any of them being replaced, they’ll survive. But it’s never the same, never the same life. There are times when a guy stands right under your scrutiny. He’s perfection. He’s everything you dream about. He’s the one you think you’re gonna kill yourself if you let him go. But no matter how the chemistry simmers, no matter how you two magnets draw each other and no matter how great the first kiss feels, you know he’s a fake, a phony. For all the “right” things, he isn’t the right one. If you compromise, if you loosen up, if you get lazy for just once, you become another cliché, the one in which so many married couples, after the passion recedes, after the feel ebbs, live separated and unshared lives, remain remotely polite through all the Christmases and birthdays, through all the mishaps and misunderstandings. I hate that. I hate the very thought of it. What’s wrong with holding my own faith? What’s wrong with waiting, waiting for the right one, if you know all these lonely years are finally worth it, if you never doubt his existence, if——though he may be thousands of miles away——I wait for him, willingly and stubbornly.

I don’t know how many times I’ll spend Valentine’s Day by myself, but I’m just content with where I’m now. I’ve spent the happiest moments with myself–with no irony–you’re laughing, hah! Now I still weave my own fantasy tale of my first boyfriend, my first relationship, just like a little girl. Anyway, to all these happy lovebirds now trying to make the most out of this holiday, Happy Valentine’s Day!

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Where Have All The Flowers Gone

admin — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 12:23:13 +0000

Listening to my favorite song “where have all the flowers gone”, touched by the sentimental and reminiscent tone, I am reminded all things which I have experienced with all my girls, current and previous. Maybe enjoying the wonderful time with lover and appreciating the beautiful roses are the most reasonable things in the valentine’s day, but I’ve never had such a meaning experience in the past valentine’s days. Listen to those sentimental songs, recollect those beautiful memories, read those essays written during those old days, write some new to record my mood at that very moment. My valentine’ day slips away from morning to the late night, like the notes of songs dancing from the beginning to the end. Always have, always will.

Where have all the flowers gone?
Where the flowers gone?
Where have all the young girls gone?
Where they all gone?

I am enamored of the sound, rhythm and lyrics of this song, as what heroin and dancing outreach do to those potheads. I was dragged far away from the realistic life back to the remote young and naïve days.

Listening to the song, I remember that girl, the girl sitting behind the same desk with me. I was always dizzy in afternoons of summer days. It was her who pinched me again and again to call me back from my beautiful dreams and require me to listen to classes carefully. I was plain and short in those days, but there was a butterfly in my heart. My heart seemed not to be living in the dark and wet chest but jumping in the shining and exciting days. I was looking forward to the moments of meeting her. It was unnecessary to tell her my feelings, because the feeling was so vague and fuzzy that I didn’t understand what the hell it was. How fast time flied! We graduated from that school and switched to another. I looked for her everywhere on the first day when we went to report. It was sunny, the sunshine beat down on the windows through those high trees. Everyone else looked so excited and happy, but for me the excitement and happiness were gradually elapsed. In the crowd seeking her a thousand. hundred times……I have never seen her from that day.

Two years later I was admitted into the NO.1 middle school in the town far from my home. On the first day I met a girl who was tall, slender, naughty and lovely. The following three years were boring and dull, but I was grateful that I kept the pure friendship between us. She was a charming and balmy flower to me, but unfortunately my heart had been fulfilled by the previous girl. We were kind of bosom friends in those days. Later I left for another city near the sea. Over there I kept away from the hustle and bustle of the capital city and away from her familiar and charming face. But when I was blue and sentimental, I would dial her phone and told her that how much I missed her. She was the most loyal audience and the bay where I could pour my feelings.

I always want to find the reasons why there is a valentine’s day in our world, maybe it was designated to memorize a celebrity, maybe it was appointed to celebrate a meaningful event, but I believe that the valentine’s day was designated for all of us to memorize all the beautiful days we’ve experienced.

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Love never dies

admin — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 12:22:10 +0000

To my dear:
It’s already late at night. To celebrate the oncoming Valentine’s Day, my friends are still discussing about dates and gifts. But lying in bed, with the blue night over my face, somehow I am suffering from insomnia again and what is overwhelmingly spreading in my mind is nothing but you. Girl,it has been one year and seven months since we were torn apart.

On the Valentine’s Day three years ago, you were walking and dancing along the street, with me singing behind. Your fragile smile was the best beauty I’ve seen in this life and this world. Before we know, we had been in love for 5 years in total. And now the memory is bringing a tear to my eyes. Do you still remember the campus we walked in, the songs we sang together, the swings we played on, the parks we went to, the stars we counted, and the tears we cried, the laughter we laughed. Every little thing we did together is coming back so clearly to me. But it’s also unforgettable that on that stormy and rainy day, something somehow came between us and our love came to a grinding halt. You walked away and never come back again, with the bluebird whining in the cold rain……

Days keep going by. Nights keep falling down. How do I feel about our ended love now? It’s killing me that I still miss you. If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden. Who are you with now and does he care you enough? Are you still worrying about your parents? Are you still easy to get cold?Are you still growing your beloved long hair? It’s killing me that I still can’t let go. It’s all because I still love you deep down. There are so many things left I planned to do for you, so many love left I was to show you. I know I should move on but if I had a wish, I would turn back the hands of time and hold you with my last strength. It’s killing me that I must let go. In spite of my doubts,you said you found your freedom and real happiness now. I’m sorry that it’s stressful for you to be with me, keeping you upset. I should let you go and I did so.

What is love and why is love? It’s an old and lasting question for human. And I learn some points because of you. Love ripens us. Owing to love, we learn the art of care and duty and we learn that love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it and it darts away. Love heartens us. Being deeply loved by someone gives us strength, while loving aomeone deeply gives us courage. At the touch of love, the greatest refreshment in life, everyone becomes a poet and a brave. It’s true that love is blind. But the soul cannot live without love and a heart that loves is always young. However, love requires somethings–trust, the same aim, and certain material basis. Trust is the bond, aim the direction and reality the base. And I conclude love like this–the forever guard of two hearts across the time and space. Wherever you go, whatever you do, I will be right here waiting for you. My hearts lives with you and I’ll think of you every step of the way. If I know what love is, it is because of you.

Love is happiness and without love, the earth is a tomb and life a blank. And here with the Valentine’s Day before, what I want to tell you, all friends in love or in unrequited love in the world, is to be brave to love. Fortune favos the bold. Passionate love is a quenchless thirst and it’ needless to hide and be shy. If love is not madness, it’s not love. Just show your only one your passion and cherish every moment. Brief is life, but love is long. Love never dies. On this special day, I am here wishing you all and my dear true love and bliss……

Dear, the letter is coming to its end, with a drop of tears……

Yours Ever
Jason Chao
2010.1.30

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Valentine’s Day or Valentine’s Debt

admin — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 12:13:33 +0000

Introduction:

It is Valentine’s Day today. But Stan’s beloved girl Wendy breaks with him in the noisy but joyful street. Suddenly, people gone, joyfulness gone, sun gone, it rains. Stan stands in the rain, alone.

Feeling bitter and hopeless for breaking up with Wendy, Stan cries in the rain and touches her photo again and again. The words “I love you forever” in the photo look so ironic.

SCENE 1. In a street.

(Enter Stan, sad, despair, and painful)

Stan: “I love you so much, why you leave me? I search for the whole city, just wanting to get a great Valentine’s Day gift for you.”

(Exit)

SCENE 2. Stan’s house, Dark and cold

PROLOGUE

Lying on the bed, sadly and drained, Stan can’t force himself to get sleep. The only thing he can do is to throw himself in the same song – All out of love of Air Supply’s.

“I’m all out of love; I’m so lost without you. I know you were right, believing for so long…”

All his friends feel sorry for this matter and try to comfort him.

(Enter Stan and his friends Kyle and Butters)

Butters: “We came over to cheer you up, Stan!”

Stan: [softly, creaking] “…Go away.”

Kyle: “Stan, you can’t keep doing this to yourself. You have to go live.”

Stan: “Why? What’s the point of living when the only girl I ever loved is gone?”

(Exeunt)

SCENE 3. Wendy’s downstairs, a week later

PROLOGUE

After closing himself at home for a whole week, Stan gets one thing. That is: he does love Wendy. And what he should do is to win her back.

So he goes to her downstairs with his favorite song, trying to tell his earnest mood to her. (It might be the most romantic thing he can do.)

However, there is already another guy who arms around her and draws the curtains.

(Enter Stan)

Stan: “Oh, my god, How can she do that? How can she leave me on valentine’s day? How can she betray me for another guy?”

(Exit)

SCENE 4. Stan’s house, a month later

PROLOGUE

Stan completely gives up himself. Now, end up alone is the only thing in his mind. But he is still in pain and his friends try to get him out of this trouble. So they ask him to play with them.

(Enter Stan, Kyle and their friends)

Kyle: [returns] “Come on, Stan. We’re gonna play dodge ball.”

Stan: [with emotion in his voice] “I can’t believe it. She’s in love with somebody else.”

Kyle: “Dude, you need to snap out of this! So Wendy left you for Token. What are you gonna do? Just be miserable your whole life?”

Stan: “There’s nothing else I can do. She was my whole life.”

Kyle: “Aw, come on, dude! All you’ve done for the last four days is mope around! You might as well hang out with those Goth kids who dress in black and talk about pain all the time!”

Stan: “Maybe I should. At least they will understand me. Maybe I should hang with the Goth kids.”

(Exeunt)

SCENE 5. In the street

PROLOGUE

Stan really becomes a member of those Gothic guys who are always in black, talking about pain and dark, letting loneliness and depress devour their souls.

During Stan’s unlucky time, one of his close friends, Butters, fall in love with a sexy girl. He goes there to find for her many times and spends all his pin money on her as tips. He calls her and expresses his love to her. However, the material girl never cares about these.

Not surprisingly, Butters is another unlucky dog in love and he cries in rain sadly.

At that very moment, Stan and the Gothic devils pass by and saw the sad Butters.

(Enter Stan, Butters, Goth 1 and Goth 2)

Stan: “Butters?”

Butters: “Oh [sniff, wipes away his tears] Uh hey, hey Stan.”

Stan: “What’s the matter with you?”

Butters: [sobbing] “Well, mu mu mu girlfriend broke up with me.”

Henrietta: “Did she step on your heart with stiletto heels?”

Butters: “Yeah. [sniff] It sure does hurt.”

Goth 2: “That’s cool. I guess you can join up with us if you want.”

Goth 1: “Yeah. We’re gonna go to the graveyard and write poems about death and how pointless life is.”

Butters: “Uh, uhm no thanks. I love life.”

Stan: “Huh? But you just got dumped.”

Butters: “Wuh-ell yeah, and I’m sad, but at the same time I’m really happy that something could make me feel that sad. It’s like, ih ih, ih it makes me feel alive, you know? It makes me feel human. And the only way I could feel this sad now is if I felt something really good before. So I have to take the bad with the good, so I guess what I’m feeling is like a beautiful sadness. I guess that sounds stupid…”

(Exeunt)

SCENE 6. A playground

(Enter Stan, Kyle and their friends)

Kyle: [prepares to receive the football] “Okay, it’s third down. And now, somebody make a play!”

Stan: [arrives] “Hey, can I join in?” [The other boys turn around]

Kyle: “What happened? Aren’t you still wallowing in pain?”

Stan: “Yeah, it still hurts a lot, but …I just realized that there’s gonna be a lot of painful times in life, so, I’d better learn to deal with it the right way. [Token and Wendy walk by at this point] Hey Wendy! [Token and Wendy look] You’re a bitch. Token? [Flips him off] Right here, buddy.” [Token and Wendy walk off, insulted]

Kyle: “Well. Dude, it’s uh it’s good to have you back.”

Stan: “Yeah. Let’s play ball.”

(Exeunt)

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Breaking Up on Valentine’s Day

admin — Wed, 03 Feb 2010 06:49:11 +0000

“There are so many similar stories in life that have sad process and ending, but for the reasons, each has their own story. People often believe that all happy love stories have their own features and details, while for all depressing stories, they have the same sad root. Two theories are regularly used to describe our daily love and life stories, I do not know which one is right or wrong, and moreover I do not have such invention to find it out. It seems that where the two theories originate has nothing to do with me. After all, I am an unfortunate guy who is abandoned by somebody. Even if I come up with the right idea, so what? The earth still runs on its original track, and the moon never appears in day time, and the sun never rises in the evening. Everything needs to live their own life no matter how unfortunate or glorious the stories are. Perhaps I doomed to be single at my young stage, so I must fresh myself up and find the source of courage to support me to run further in my life road.” Cheyee buried in her thinking completely, the murmuring habit came to her again, but it was not like seeing a old friend to share the happiness. It was the third day for Cheyee sitting in chairs with distressing tears running down from her pale face. To see her in distance, even a child was afraid that a blister can blow her away easily, for she looked so sick and unhelpful.

The about thinking was on a story that Cheyee broke up with her boyfriend on Valentine’s Day, it was so unexpectable for her. Only a few words left by her boyfriend, “Hi… I suddenly find that you are not my type any more. I think it is time for us to live our own life.” So simple words gently and slowly jumped out from his mouth and went into Cheyee’s ears, and made her immediately lose the direction. Without her recovering from the cruel fact, her boyfriend vanished and left the endless pain for her. She stood at her feet with great efforts, only her thin shadow accompanied with her. At that moment, she did not want to speak any words, and just hoped it passed without any trace.

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A Boring Valentine’s Day

admin — Wed, 03 Feb 2010 06:48:35 +0000

The steps of this year’s Valentine’s Day are approaching, we are so used to the cheerful atmosphere on Valentine’s Day, the same situation is repeated year by year. Therefore, many guys including me increasingly regard Valentine’s Day as a boring day which is not so different like other days, perhaps the name can be shown to people that it is the only distinction. As we know, Valentine’s Day of course has related with love stories, but we have already seen countless same stories on that day, even the details of the stories are totally same. Boyfriend buys a bunch of rose and orders some dishes in advance, then repeats the same three words at least one million times. All of these change this day into a normal even a boring day.

When a new couple wants to select one special day to memorialize the sweet and beautiful love, the first idea comes into their mind is Valentine’s Day, so on that day, the marriage music is played again and again, which hurts the ears and eyes of all people on marriage spot, maybe they hate to attend such so called saint marriage ceremony, even though they keep it in mind for the face problem. At that moment, I do guess more and more people want to make it different, if so, why not arrange the special day on other days. There are so many days in a year, why this day has the special meaning. If a lot of people do the same game at the same moment and at the same day, it is totally boring, the only image left in people’s mind is that there is so noisy and disorder on Valentine’s Day. The trumps of cars and cracks of fireworks consisting of the so named beautiful moment causes a great number of people losing good sleep and appetite, because they greatly affected by this.

We know that if what you give is what others want, that is the best thing. The above mentioned things deeply affected ordinary people’s life’s order. Therefore, do we have enough reasons to call the day interesting and memorable? If the answer is positive, the above situation will not happen again, but the answer is negative, if so, why do we claim Valentine’s Day is good? Thus, can’t we keep doing ordinary things on such a boring day?

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