My memory at Wheels – Disco Roller Skating Rink

The brain is an amazing thing. It is much better than the computer and it will not expire unless our body is expired or terribly damaged. You may not realize this, but a part of our brain keep some of our earliest memories from our childhood.

Do you remember what is your earliest memory? I do. My earliest memory was when I was 2 years old. It was vague, but it’s still a memory. It’s painted like a permanent picture in the gallery of my brain. It’s nothing spectacular. In fact, it’s rather mundane. Each time I try to recall my life when I was a child, the one with me sleeping in my father’s lap while nursing a bottle of milk will never fail to come to the surface. He sang a lullaby to me as I suckle on the bottle. The song was ‘Somewhere Over The Rainbow’. That was my earliest memory. Strange, isn’t it? A lot of people was in my life when I was a child, but my father seems to be the permanent fixture in my my memory.

I could remember him coming back from work, and I’d be screaming ‘Daddy’s home’ with sheer delight from the door while my mother carry me in her arms. I could also still remember my first time in kindergarten, my first day in school, my first bicycle ride, my first dentist visit… he was there…with me… while I was growing up.

I remembered a lot of things. Some of these memories with my father is so vivid and fresh that when I took some trips down the memory lane, it felt as if it was just yesterday.Some memories, however, were suppressed, and I could not remember it at all until I did something similar to trigger it.

The one with my father teaching me how to skate is one of those memories that I did not remember until I did something similar. I almost forget that I could actually skate until one day, the nice people from Hahah and The Wheels – Disco Roller Skating @ Subang Avenue invited me to have some fun in the skating rink before they open it to the public.

I was rather thrilled when I was invited to be among the first to experience a family friendly disco style skating rink, and therefore, I accepted their invitation with delight. I went there with my husband and son.

My father once brought me to a skating rink and taught me how to skate, and I thought, now, it is my turn to bring both my son and my husband to experience how liberating skating can be.

Upon arrival, my family was treated like a VIP, and we were even given a complimentary membership card that would entitled us to many privileges whenever we decide to skate at Wheels.

There’s a choice of inline skates…

And

Roller skates at your disposal…

More used to ice skating and inline skating, yours truly chose a rollerblade for her skating session instead of choosing the rollerskates. While her husband chose rollerskate as his poison. He said he can’t balance himself with those inline blades. ROFLOL.

The Wheels skating rink is a fun place to hang out with your family and friends. I wouldn’t exactly suggest you to bring your toddlers there, but kids 6 years above who is packed with adrenaline, couples with raging hormones, family who wants to escape a mundane routine would enjoy this funky place. It is fully air-conditioned…

And the skating rink was properly dimmed and disco lights were lighted u to make the entire place more funky and fun. The LED lights seems to dance merrily on the floor as the music from the 70s blast off in the air. One of the best feature of this rink is that there’s lanes for you to compete with you friends… or fiend… LOL.

This is a really neat skating rink, take it from me. Once a skater, will always be one… but an amateur like me would always require a rest every now and then while skating. (geez, I’m getting old… my stamina is not as good as when I was in my teens…) The platform above is for people who are tired of skating and would like to rest for a couple of minutes before skating to their heart’s content again.

The Wheels skating rink may look like it’s intended for professional skaters, with it’s dimmed lights and all, but believe me, it’s for everyone. If you’re a first timer, you don’t even have to worry about injuring yourself if you ever bang the wall while skating, as the place is properly padded. All safety precaution has been taken by the Wheels to ensure the safety of the skaters.

Wondering about the rate in the Wheels skating rink? Well, it’s as stated below. There’s price for normal skaters, Wheels members as well as Wheels VIPs. There’s also monthly entry pass for those avid skaters.

Do note that rental of roller skates or rollerblades are free of charge. This means you only need to pay for the entrance fee and you’ll be given a rollerskate or rollerblade to use for the as long as you want.

Feel that the price is still too expensive? Well, Hahah is having a great promo for Wheels Skating rink.Just click the pic below to see the great deals they’re having.

You can purchase a voucher or two from Hahah. It’s 52% off as stated below:

Hahah Deal:* RM 12 for a whole day at Wheels.
Hahah Rewards Multiplier: Free Mineral Water after 20 units are sold
Deal Period: 3 – 8 Feb 2011

The voucher is valid for 2 months from date of issue. (Date: 10 Feb 2011 – 10 Apr 2011)  These E-Vouchers are transferable but not redeemable for cash. Please note that no replacement will be given for expired voucher(s)

So, folks, looking for some fun for this coming Valentine’s day or those long public hols? What are you waiting for? Get the deal now.

Need more infos on Wheels Disco- Roller Skating Rink? Well, just visit their facebook page HERE to find out more about them.

The rink’s address in case you wanna walk in for some fun:

Disco Roller Skating @ Subang Avenue,

Lot S4.01, Subang Avenue Shopping Mall,

SS16/1, Subang Jaya,

Selangor Darul Ehsan.

Cleffairy: Watch out, skaters… you haven’t seen the last of me or my two monsters yet. LOL!

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You’re still the one…

Dear Seng,

It’s been 4 years since jie last saw you in Henesys Hunting Ground, hitting snails with a snowboard while making silly faces. You were just a teenage boy then. How time flies. It’s 2010 going on 2011. A lot of things has changed, but you’ll still be the only one who will die at Balrog with jie and the one who will leech jie at Skelly =.=

Balrog with it’s dreadful claws… *faint*

You’ll still be the one who will play cheat with jie and protect jie from the awful big dragon… what’s it’s name? Uhh… eeeee… Manon… and damn Griffey.

Manon…. (the damn stupid dragon that killed me countless times.)

The dumb Griffey… killed jie til jie wanna cry! *SOBS*

Horntail (Bwhahahaha… remember how we pawned the damn Horntail at Orbis? Wuikss… Orbis? How come we can kill Horntail at Orbis? Horntail supposed to be in Leafre. LMAO!)

Yes, indeed, years has passed since we last play together… and die together… but you’ll always be jie’s protector… jie’s warrior… and jie will always remember you as the one who always says goodnight to jie.

Happy birthday, Seng. God bless you always, no matter where you are… at land or at sea. 😀

Lotsa love,

xoxoxoxox

Your jie, Cleffairy.


Ps: Seng, let’s go and die together again? It’ll be fun. Let’s do the new Balrog! Bwhahahahahahaahaha!!! Jie wanna kick the new Balrog’s ass!!! Don’t worry… it won’t hurt much… jie promise not to forget to heal you. And if you die before jie, jie will try to resurrect you before jie die. 😛 LMAO!

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Excellent food, excellent service in Flying Chillies

Last month, my dad gave me a surprise visit. He was having a meeting somewhere in town and he dropped by and took me to a posh Thai Cuisine Restaurant to eat. He was actually craving for my Tomyam, he said I make the best Tomyam ever, better than my grandfather’s Tomyam, much to my mum’s chagrin.

My mum have been trying to imitate my Tomyam but couldn’t seems to get it right and she gets pretty annoyed with my dad each time he compared our Tomyams. I find my dad’s preference hard to believe, though. I’ve always thought my grandfather’s Tomyam is still the best. 😀 Nothing beats my grandfather’s authentic Siamese Tomyam!

Anyway, my dad brought me to this restaurant called Flying Chillies, The Gardens, Midvalley. I have a lot of things to say about this restaurant. No… not a bad review, but a very good one. A 5 star review, in fact.

The service is really good and the staff are really friendly. They move as quick as lightning and served within 10 minutes despite the peak hour.

Flying Chillies Restaurant, 3rd Floor, The Gardens, Midvalley.

Very nice and intimate surroundings.

They were having this special promotion for Golden Tomyam Siakap, but we didn’t order that. Instead, we ordered these:

Spicy Seafood Tomyam for 2. I’ve requested it to be less spicy, cuz I know that in these Thai restaurant, their Tomyam are really really spicy. The Tomyam was still very spicy, but bearable. It’s sourish like what Tomyam is supposed to be, so I guess this Tomyam is up to my liking. It was generous with seafood too. Loads of huge King prawns, squids and flower crabs in it.

My dad ordered these for me. *grinz* he knows me best. It’s my favourite tempura calamari. Goes very well with their special Thai sauce dip.

Flying Chillies’ shrimp omelet. Initially I thought it’ll be one of those ordinary omelet, but it turned out it taste very nice. The omelet was laden with sweet shrimps and  and shredded carrots. Very yummy.

And the main star of the meal: Fried fish.

Dad wanted fish. I wanted mango salad. So we compromised. We ordered this fried fish topped with mango salad. 😀 I don’t quite fancy fishes, you see. I hate the bones. But to my surprise… this fried ‘siakap’ is boneless. The chef had de-boned it at my dad’s request. Dad must be scared that I’ll choke myself silly while helping him to eat the fish.

Since it was boneless, I gobbled it up without any complains. I love the mango salad, it’s to die for. Very fresh and crunchy with the right amount of ‘nampla’ (fish-sauce), sweetened fried anchovies as well as dried shrimps. There’s also fried peanuts in it.

My dad tend to go overboard when he order food or drinks for me. I was busy snapping pictures, and when I went back to the table… he ordered 3 drinks for both of us to share. All of it are my favourite. *FAINT* Orange juice, iced lemon tea and Coke.

Total damage to daddy’s pocket: Rm165.00. Very expensive, but the service and the food is great. We were never ignored and the food came to our table in less than 15 minutes.

Dessert was sourish lemon ice cream. No picture, though, cuz I forgot to take a photo of it. 😀

Wanna try this place out? Here’s the address:

Flying Chillies,
T219, Third Floor, The Gardens, Mid Valley City, Kuala Lumpur.
Tel: 03-2287-7708 Fax: 03-2287-7710


Cleffairy: Next time I wanna eat at Tony Roma, Daddy! Let’s go eat the rib rack! Mwhahahaha!

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Family Management Made Easy

As of late, I stumbled upon a family management website. It’s a comprehensive, one stop family management website made easy. Take a look at the vid:

AboutOne is an online family management system with a touch of magic.  It is one place that is accessible anytime, anywhere from any device. In just seconds you can store, secure, and manage what matters most: precious memories and household information. If you’re familiar with the social networking platform like Facebook, you’d find this portal very easy to use.

By taking a few seconds to record events in AboutOne, from any location, any device (phone or scanner), and at any time – right when they happen or later when you have a free moment – you’ll have quick access to that information when you need it in the future.

Printables are the real magic of AboutOne. Your posts are automatically combined, saving you time on everyday chores like creating family newsletters, scrapbooks, beautiful hard-cover memory books or baby-books, and creating and mailing holiday cards; or completing school forms, college applications, caregiver instructions, and tax returns (for example capital gains on a sold property). With AboutOne Printables, we take what you are already doing, and give back even more to save you time, and help you be prepared for those inevitable life events.

The AboutOne Inbox makes it so simple to capture memories as they happen and add them to AboutOne. Simply snap a photo from your phone, type in the memory description, and some facts that you want to remember forever about that memory, and email it to inbox@aboutone.com. The next time you login to your AboutOne account you’ll see the new items in your inbox that can be assigned to a family member, relationship or home picture, or automatically included in your digital scrapbook and family newsletter as a memory. Plus any member of your family can send memories to the AboutOne Inbox—spouses out of town for business, kids away at college, just add their email address to their profile and they will have full usage of the inbox feature!

Each family member has their own page where you can enter the memories, photos, and activities they participate in. You can also upload important documents like birth certificates or passports so that you have them in case of an emergency. In addition you get fun facts about the year each member of your family was born including: birth stone, flower, who the president of the United States was and what the price of milk, bread, and gas was that year.

This portal is something like Facebook, only it’s more secure and family oriented. And if you’d like to manage your family data in a more systematic way, this is the place to go!

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Where am I?

Eeepppssss!!! Where am I? Eeee…. looks like Mummy’s gonna make me go into the church and confess all my sins… *sobs* I must have been biting her too much for attention when she’s doing her work. *sobs* Now she’s gonna make me go inside there and confess all my dirty little secrets… 🙁

Sobs… now they’re going to make me admit that I actually stole Mummy’s pair of slippers and hid it under the bed. Now Mummy is going to know how naughty I’ve been and she’s  not going to give me those yummylicious fishes to eat and make me eat dry food for one week. Sobsob!


Meow Meow: I’m very sorry Mummy, I’ll try not to bite you while you’re working again. And I’ll try not to hide your slippers again. SOBS.

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Meow Meow Go Travel

Ohhhh! Scary, scary… Mummy haven’t been in her best mood since that awful trip to Skudai. First she got really, really mad with the people who organized Linux Varsity UTM Skudai 2010.

Then she got extremely hot tempered because she felt violated and harassed in Rose Cottage Skudai. She was practically boiling and she looked like volcano waiting to erupt it’s lava for many days. She’s so hot that she sizzled and her mood was mercurial.

That is not good. Papa was really scared… because she was saying something about getting a Rottweiler or a Doberman to guard her everywhere she go or something about suing people til they gone bankrupt.

Mummy keep mentioning that she loathe October… so many bad things usually happens in October, and was mumbling something about killing people slow and bloody in her novel again. Tsk tsk tsk!

Mummy may be small sized and looked like a school girl… but she can be a real hellcat and a skinny Hulk… never, ever offend my mummy… people say… my Mummy is actually a mad, raving lunatic fairy. I don’t know what that means… but Papa said that it’s something about being very angry and muttering a lot of nasty expletives for days and nights!

So to sooth Mummy’s anger, Papa brought us on a little trip, and this time, Papa and Mummy brought me along, saying that our family is going to go for a little adventure… Papa says, bring Mummy and big brother go for backpacking, because Mummy likes to go on adventure and she loves backpacking! You see… my Mummy likes to play Indiana Jones… you know… the one with hat and whip? Mummy have them too… the Fedora hat, that is… she yet to get her hands on a bull-whip, though…

See the picture above? Well that’s me, Meow Meow. I was inside my carrier in the car. I was a really good girl. Unlike many cats… Mummy says I’m really special cuz I love to stick with Papa and Mummy and prefers to travel instead of staying in cat hotels! I didn’t even make noise when we’re traveling. Hehehehe! And I am very smart too… I only do my big and small business in toilets! 😀

When we go out to sight-seeing, Papa and Mummy will carry me in my special bag… 😀 It’s called the pet carrier bag. Suitable for cats and toy breed dogs! Actually I prefer to stay in the bag more when we’re traveling, because I can see the view through the ‘windows’ on my bag.

But sometimes,Papa and Mummy would insist that I walk together with them. But I am abit scared when we go travel to strange places…so if Papa and Mummy don’t put a leash on me and make sure I’m safe and always with them… I will hide inside the bag and refuse to come out! 😀

So… wanna know where we went backpacking to? Stay tune… my Mummy will be back soon, and tell you where we went. She’ll also be sharing tips on how to travel with pets. Stay tune, okay? 😀

Meow Meow: Meeowwww… meowwww… meeeeeoowww!

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What I fell for…dining al fresco

Have I ever told you my love story? The story of first love, the story of sweet nothings and romance? Have I told you the story of the prince outside of my window with a stalk of Champagne rose? How about the man who held my hand while riding a motorcycle? Or the one who wrote his name with a firework stick? Or maybe, the man who learned to swim and ride horse because of me?

I guess I haven’t. LOL. And I’m not sure if I will, because there are things that I don’t tell and keep to myself.

But I surely appreciate it that my sweetheart brought me to this place, and I hope that in the future, there would be more. Hahahahaha!

Actually, I’m pretty easy to please… indulge me with the simple pleasure in life…a few moments of peace to reflect and protect me from the Gorgons who can’t wait to devour me out there, and you’ll be making me the happiest woman on Earth. 😀

Cleffairy: There are a lot of characters that I could not pronounce…there are a lot of words I cannot read, but I do know what this sentence read, and I certainly can pronounce it. 天长地久.

ps: A poem for your thoughts:

Robert Frost (1874–1963)

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; 5
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same, 10
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back. 15
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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Parents Creed…

I’ve been meaning to write about this… but I’m a huge procrastinator.I received a lot of pressies this year for my birthday, and unlike the yesteryears, this year’s birthday wasn’t painful or lonely at all. This year, I’m remembered, and I feel so blessed. I wanted to write about what I’ve received, but first, let me share what could be the most meaningful gift among the things I’ve received.

Someone very special gave me this for my birthday earlier this month. It’s a little card, with writings on it. Initially, I wanted to snap the picture of the card and put it here, but seeing how bad the quality of camera is, it won’t do the beauty of the card any justice, and I think it’s best if I just copy the writings over here:

Parents Creed

If a child lives with criticism,
he learns to condemn.
If a child lives with hostility,
he learns to fight.
If a child lives with ridicule,
he learns to be shy.
If a child lives with shame,
he learns to feel guilty.
If a child lives with tolerance,
he learns to be patient.
If a child lives with encouragement,
he learns confidence.
If a child lives with praise,
he learns to appreciate.
If a child lives with fairness,
he learns justice.
If a child lives with security,
he learns to have faith.
If a child lives with approval,
he learns to like himself.
If a child lives with
acceptance and friendship,
he learns to find Love in the world.


Cleffairy: Thank you, Cikgu, for being so thoughtful. 😀 This means a lot to me, and I’ll remember this for as long as I can.

ps: Your other pressie… the sexy garment… lol… I used it when I paint, instead of cooking. 😀 Yeah, I do paint. *roll eyes*

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Wishing us to last forever…

My husband is quite a traditional person while I do almost everything to defy tradition. A few days ago, recalling that the midautumn festival is near, my husband began to crave for mooncakes while I couldn’t really be bothered about it. But being meciful and taking pity on the poor soul, we went out for a mooncake hunt. And we brought back this. It costs us Rm 2.50. And I was rather amused…

Because in the semi darkness of the night, these looks like some Mickey Mouse mooncakes… and the cake seller told us that these are Mickey Mouse shaped mooncakes, but when we brought them home… it happens that they are not mooncakes, but Mickey Mouse sponge cakes with the colourings of mooncake skin, filled with melted chocolates. LOL.

Poor husband… LOL…and lucky me. He was looking for mooncakes, but got chocolate filled sponge cakes instead. But I can’t say I pity him that much, because he enjoyed the cakes nevertheless, because he’s a huge fan of chocolate melting in his mouth.

What’s the lesson of the story, folks? The lesson here is that one ought to learn to live with the fact that we cannot always have what our heart desire, and sometimes, the best things in life are surprises and mistakes, and as long as we learn to take the world as it is instead of how we want it to be, we’ll be contented and happy. 😀 Ponder on that, and here’s wishing all Malaysians out there a very Happy Midautumn festival, and wish the love that you had for your loved ones last forever.

Here’s dedicating 但愿人长久 (Wishing us to last forever) to all of you out there.

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Cleffairy: The best things in life are unplanned…

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How can you mend a broken heart?

I made 3 phone calls today. One to my aunt, one to my mother, and another to my father. 2 of the phone calls made me feel so horrible, causing me to make another phone call. 🙁 Guess whom was the last one I called just to make myself feel better again? *sigh*

Yes, that’s right. The last phone call was to my father. Why? Cuz both my aunt and my mum kinda make me feel bad inside to the point that I feel like I wanna throw up!

I feel like crying. I wanted to cry, but I won’t let myself. I won’t allow myself to be wallowed by self pity and self-disgust…. especially when my bloody other half is being nonchalant about this freaking issue. Maybe I should just take up shooting and shoot something to vent my frustration. 🙁 I feel so trapped and abused. Yes, that’s right. Abused. And also used… and also unappreciated… and the list goes on!

To cut the long story short… I made a phone call to my aunt, who is just 1 year older than me, to congratulate her on being pregnant. Then all the bloody nonsense when I’m going to have a baby and blah blah blah started. I was really happy, truly, that she’s being pregnant and all… but does she have to ask me a lot of personal questions that I don’t feel like answering?

*sigh* I avoided her question like a plague, and and made a promise that I don’t really tend to keep, which is to… uh… visit her when she finally give birth… cuz I kinda hate being around relatives who loves to get on my nerves by asking me personal questions and those showing off and stuff.

You see… I’m not really successful in life, and I wonder if I ever will be. I am not rich, and I don’t exactly reproduce like some sort of a pig either… so yeah… you get the picture, why I don’t like to be around relatives. They simply poke their noses in places that they’re not supposed to.

After successfully ending the conversation with my oblivious Aunt, I called my mother, whom I haven’t talk to for quite some time now. You know… call her just to ask if she’s all right and whatnot. BIG MISTAKE.

Of course she’s all right. She’s always all right. She almost NEVER fall sick. 🙁 Not that I’m saying I wish that she gets sick… I’m just saying that sometimes, I feel really uncomfortable talking to her, because she likes to… uh… gossip, and… like those people in my life… she loves to… compare me with others, even when I’m all grown up. I can’t relate to her, and she doesn’t understand me. She loves to socialize with relatives, much to my chagrin.

She loves going to the weddings, baby showers and funeral( Good Lord… I don’t know if anybody can enjoy a funeral, but obviously, my mother can). Fine. She likes family occasion. That is none of my business. But I don’t feel comfortable at all when she tells me how big their weddings are, and how wonderful their baby showers are…she always says them in a tone that’s hinting me something, and I loathe it so, so much.

Why can’t she just let me off, and leave me alone? I am not interested in joining her and make a court jester out of myself at these family occasions.

I never failed to feel bad each time my mother talked to me about those stuff. Talking… is still tolerable… why can’t she understand that I have no interest in taking part in those things that she’s so fond of? 🙁

I’m not interested to go to relatives’ wedding. I don’t want to go to relatives’ baby showers… and I don’t want to go to funeral too. Why? Because people just won’t mind their own business and ask ME personal question that I considered as invasion of privacy!

It is sooooooooo difficult. No offense… but I kinda hate female relatives and outlaws who are in their 50s. I can’t relate to them, and they’re pretty…what’s the word? OBNOXIOUS.

I felt sooo sooo bad, and knowing that my husband would brush me off when I talk about these stuff…you know… relatives’ wedding, baby showers and whatnot…my husband is never interested in listening to such things and so I called up THE ONLY PERSON who WILL ALWAYS listened to me, regardless of how silly I may sound- MY FATHER.

I called him up, and he was still at work. He told me that he was in front of the PC, finishing up some work, and so I told him that I will call back later when he’s not busy, but thank God he said that it’s all right and refused to let me hang up.

He asked me if I’m all right. And of course…I kinda lied him. I told him I’m fine, just a bit stressed about work and whatnot. The usual. He must be sensing that I’m upset… cuz he asked if I’m feeling well. So I told him… I don’t know if I’m feeling well… I’m feeling feverish… must be the weather and I just call to hear his voice and to ask if he’s doing okay.

But my father knew me very well and bombed me. “Did you happen to call your mother?” he asked.

I broke down at this point. I said yes, and I blahs to him, telling him that my mother had been at it again, asking me to go to places I don’t want to and telling me who and who is getting married, and who and who is having baby showers, and who and who is so pretty and practically glowing… and also about so and so who is just promoted and whatnot.

I told him I don’t want to go back to those family occasions… because I feel that no matter how successful I am in life… people would still judge me on how well-married I am and how many pooping and wailing brats I have~!  And people are more interested in how many times I get laid a week more than what I’ve worked so hard to build! It sickens me to the very core. 🙁

While other people in my life would have probably reprimand me for being so reserved and refused to socialize with gossiping bimbos at this point, my father didn’t accuse me of that. He listened sympathetically and told me that he didn’t fancy family occasion too, and if I don’t want to, I don’t have to go back and face those people who doesn’t mind their own business.

I told him that I missed him. And the only reason why I wanted to go back for the holidays is just because I wanted to see him. 🙁 Even if people around me hurt me badly and made me feel inferior with their words, I still want to see him and have a good time together. I missed talking to him, I missed being understood and I especially missed being taken seriously.

I heard clicks of the keyboard at this point. And after a few seconds… my father told me…that perhaps, he could make some arrangements and come to visit me instead… he didn’t promise me… he said he would try to make arrangements to visit me instead.

And you know what? That alone makes me feel a lot better, even if he can’t manage to come and visit me during the holidays. Those words… those words alone made me feel loved, protected and and cherished. Those words made me feel important too. And… for now, those are enough for me. Even if he can’t manage to come and visit me… I feel better already… with just his words…my father… he made me feel better… by just listening and assuring me that he loves me regardless of how people think of me.

Cleffairy: Breathing is difficult, especially when people are trying their best to suffocate you. And here’s ‘How Can You Mend a Broken Heart’ by Bee Gees.



How Can You Mend A Broken Heart

I can think of younger days when living for my life
Was everything a man could want to do.
I could never see tomorrow, but I was never told about the sorrow.

And how can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?
How can you mend a this broken man?
How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again.

I can still feel the breeze that rustles through the trees
And misty memories do days gone by
We could never see tomorrow, noone said a word about the sorrow.

And how can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?
How can you mend this broken man?
How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again.

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