my luna story

y luna? coz luna means moon in spanish. coz i love luna. O Mater Luna. Regina nocis. Adiuvo me nunc. is a latin prayer to mother moon i read from a book and tt's when i start to like luna.

i used to be very active in blogging, back at school time. but my blogger is too full i guess, it isn't loading well even after i change my custom made template (fully made by me, janet from music to background pics and everything was added, edited and adjusted using pure HTML codes. unlike normal ppl uses software to do it.) to a normal one provided by blogger. which is kind of sad as all the memories are there. from the 1st post to knowing of yichuan, jie wei den the passing away of cheng yee and all my school time memories. it is nt counted exciting but i juz love my memories.

sometime in life i always ask why this and that happen. but nth seem to make sense. i always wondered why did brother andrew not tell me he is transferring to msia himself and have to break the news to trifanny out loud, so that i can hear it(he told me himself tt he did it on purpose)? y i'm the last to know? i always ask myself why did it take bro andrew 1/2 a yr to return frm msia to see me agn and another 1yr 2 mths the next time? juz to brk the new that he'll be transferred to hk? why didnt i take the chance he gave me to jump over to giordano ladies? i do ask myself why did rendall not regconise me on the train? why did i have 'mommy face' to kids? why din i regconise hui shan when she visited? why din i grab the chance to take up engineering at NYP? why did he give me hopeful promises (i din want to state them.) when he couldn't fulfil any of them? why did his pretty she view my profile? why does it hurt to think of it and also think of her? why is it that i have to be attracted to him? why him? i could never answer these qns. i have to spill it out somewhere and tt's how luna story came along after i stopped blogging for don't know how long.

somehow i wish he will be here to read these and answer my stupid questions. somehow i feel that everything will be different. somehow i feel nth will be the same agn. somehow his feeling will nt be the same agn. maybe. maybe he is just a passer-by of my heart. but he still is the someone who can really make me smile. smile frm my heart.