July...

A few more hours to it.
July was not any favourite month but I take it as it is. A month 12 days later I came.
=)

I dreamt that I had a son last night.
To put that really weird and nonsense dream contents aside, my son...in my dream was very good looking.
Boyish looking yet mature. How I love contrast combination.
He had a very cute smile. A smile I would fall in love with if I'm just a gal of his age.
And still in my dreams, I remember giving him the name I decided recently. - Ruo4 Xiao1.
Haha.

Anyway...If I ever have a son, that would be years from now.

July.
A month I am especially thankful no matter how.
I love my parents. Lots of things I missed up as I grew up. Lots of things I have yet to give them.

A month that perhaps I should reward myself and buy another 'prize' that proves my work.
But more importantly a month I should give thanks to many that come and leave, that gave memories, that are and were special.

Cos' no matter who you are and what it is, I know in my heart that you matter.
Regrets doesnt bring us back.
Sorrys arent necessary.

We knew in our heart.
We were once important to each other.

And to many who are still here,still important.
Thank you.
Naturally I hope that these relationships will not become a thing of yesterday, but we are all wise by now that it is only but life that such is just a phase and chapter.

Eventually I will learn which are the selected few that will last in my life.
The amount will not dictate the blessings I have.
But you will be truely special.

This month,I will never leave out my family.
Home is the heart of a typical Cancerian like me.

And this is the 3rd July that I still have you by my side.
I will not forget the 1st July especially.
Will always remain special and the feelings are unforgettable.

Such a sentimental blog is a result of such a sentimental song.


When I was small, and christmas trees were tall,
We used to love while others used to play.
Dont ask me why, but time has passed us by,
Some one else moved in from far away

Now we are tall, and christmas trees are small,
And you dont ask the time of day.
But you and i, our love will never die,
But guess we'll cry come first of may.

The apple tree that grew for you and me,
I watched the apples falling one by one.
And I recall the moment of them all,
The day I kissed your cheek and you were mine.

Now we are tall, and christmas trees are small,
And you dont ask the time of day.
But you and i, our love will never die,
But guess we'll cry come first of may.

When I was small, and christmas trees were tall,
Do do do do do do do do do..........

-First of May