last night of the 7th lunar month

funny isn't it.. last time the 7th lunar month used to feel very long..but now it seems to fly past.
just watched this movies on tv.. babelicious louis koo the poor ghost and pretty hongkong lady can't remember her name as the other poor ghost.

story is man from city woman from village on an island. man go island. they fall in love. have baby. but not married yet and man left island. woman's father want woman to abort. woman don't want. father lock woman up. man come look for woman. father angry. beat man. man die. father burn man body near the sea. woman see man die. woman upset but pregnant. went through pregnancy. baby born. woman commit suicide. woman drown in water. old lady in village wrote a charm where man was burnt to stop man and woman from creating havoc in village. twenty years pass. tv crew went island to film. the baby became a wild boy. tv crew tot ghost. old lady then tell tv crew story. then old lady help bring man and woman together after they have tried to look for each other for 20 years.

i kinda tear... seems like love is so unreal and can only be found in tv shows.. story books...

the other day a friend of mine let me listen to a song which she said she has always fantasied that to be her march in song on her wedding day as she walked into a church.. well all the best to her.. but i really don't know...

seems like i'm crying alot recently..well guess its good.. stress relief...

fish wanted me to explain..thanks fish.. actually i feel very lonely sometimes.. and i don't want to call anyone up to just talk about my problemss..cos its not fair they have to listen to me..talk and talk..abt the same problem all the time.. and well i have told him i want to break up..but he wants some time to prove himself to me.. which i have given alot..and this is the last straw.. i do not want to drag.. but for the sake of the time we had together..i agreed to give him some more time.. but i did not promise him if i will change my decision even when it is the dateline..

the night i told him i wanted to break up..i cried a lot.. because we shared quite a large part of our lives together..and it meant closing a chapter of my life..and letting go of some things...of course now as i sit here i still feel like crying as i recall that night..i know i never want that kind of pain anymore..all the hurt and disappointment.. enough to last me a lifetime..

i never wanted to grow up.. who said we have to..