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February 20, 2006
Drama
I was holding my hot green tea, passing by my boss's office. He stopped me.
" Helen, you have 2 minutes?"
"Sure. You have some news to share?" Cause' his face was full of strange emotions.
" Yeah..I am sorry but I have to tell you that your job is cut, so is mine, and some others."
"Oh. When did you get the news?"
" 2 minutes ago."
" When is our last day?"
"This Friday."
"Oh."
I walked out his office, with my grean tea still hot in hand.
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February 12, 2006
No tomorrow
She was an intern doctor. She met him in a bar. They were drunk. The next morning she started her first day as an intern doctor only to find that he was her boss, the brain surgeon. So the one-night stand was extended to the many-night stand..
They were happy, until one day one woman declared that she was his wife. She was furious. He explained, his wife cheated on him with his best friend so he left then he met her. His wife was a capable and beautiful doctor too and she was appointed by the chief for a project in the hospital where he worked. She wanted him back.
He had to make a decision. Surprisingly, (or not) he chose to stay with his wife. She was devastated. But deep in his heart, he knew what they had was not just a fling. They moved on with life and controlled their emotions.
This is part of my present favorite TV show < Grey's Anatomy>.
Watching the last episode, I teared.
She almost died in an accident. He rushed over to see her. She told him at the moment of dying she tried to remember when their last kiss was, but she just couldn't. He looked at her, " I am glad that you are fine." then walked out. She turned back, his voice came from behind:" That was a Thursday morning. You just came out from shower, smell like a flower. I was running late. You put your head on my chest then kissed me. That was just a normal good-bye kiss, like every other days...but we never knew that would be our last one."
Many times in life, we assume everything is just there. We can take time. But we don't know what will happen then what will become our last. We constantly tell ourselves that we should live as if there is no tomorrow, theoretically, until one day we really don't have any.
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February 8, 2006
Hibernating thoughts
Winter in Montreal has been rather friendly. I almost forgot the piercing coldness. Some feelings can be easily forgotten no matter how strong they were at the moment, like the pain of giving birth. A girlfriend just had a baby girl a couple of days ago and she was already starting to think about having the second one, as if she never suffered. Yet some other pain, will take a long time, maybe forever to be forgotten. A story came to my mind. That was about a boy who had a very hot temper and often hurt others by saying something really harsh. One day, his father asked him to hammer the nails in the wood fence and then asked him to take out again. Having him look at the holes that the nails have left, his father said:” Sometimes your words are like the nails, even though you take them back, there are always holes left.” From the first day of Chinese New Year after the conversation with my mom, I have decided that I will try not to say anything hurtful, especially to my beloved ones. Hurtful words, like daggers, are so hard to be forgotten even though they are forgiven. Very often, we hurt people we love the most and always those we love hurt us the most.
A friend asked me whether I have been hibernating. I smiled. I have been awfully quiet this winter. I even did not start to ski yet. I spent a whole lot of time with myself in my cozy nest, reading in my bath, watching movies on my couch, playing with my pictures on the computer or simply doing nothing. I have very limited outgoing calls and I receive very few visitors. Seems that I have been dating myself a lot, errr, I have to say, the best date ever.
Every day we are building or destroy something, no matter our own kingdom or the bridges with others. If a relationship is a house, then every little step is either to put on a brick or take out one. And it is never too late, to put on new ones.
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February 5, 2006
What time is it there?
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