He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him.

At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, and she thought to
herself, "Please, let me go home..."

Suddenly he asked the waiter, "Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee." Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously, "Why you have this hobby?" He replied, "When I was a little boy, I lived near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there." While saying
that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home... Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family.


That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every
beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, and then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said, "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life's lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything... Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth, I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste... But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again."

Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her, "What's the taste of salty coffee?" She replied, "It's sweet."

tHeRe aRe mAnY tHiNgS i WaNt 2 tEL u

bUt i dOnT kNoW hOw 2 sTaRt

mAyBe iM tOo sHy tO tELL u

oR i aM sCaReD tO fAce d cOnSeQuEnCeS



fALLiN inLuV wiTh u hUrTz mE sO mUcH

hOpiNg tHaT u wiL LuV mE tOo

bUt i tHiNk i aM wRoNg

fOr nOw i kNoW tHaT u LyK hEr nD nOt mE



iM sO s2P!d 2 bELiV iN eVeRyThiN dAt u tOLd mE

tO bELiV dAt u LuV mE tOo

iF oNLy i cUd tUrN bAk tYm

sO i cAn eRaSe u iN mY LyF



eVeRyDaY i tHiNk oF u

iM wOnDriN` iF u aLsO tHiNk oF mE

bUt wAt cAn i dO

iM jUsT uR cLoSe fReNd



nOw i kNoW hOw iT fEeLz

hOw 2 bE iGnOrEd bY sUm1 u cArE mOsT

iM sOrRy 4 bEiNg mE

aNd 4 LoViNg u sO mUcH



wAt cAn i dO nD wAt cAn i sAy

hOw cAn i LeT u kNoW wAt i fEeL 4 u

hOw cAn i sHoW mY fEeLiNgs tO u

i rEaLy wAnT u tO kNoW dAt i LuV u sO

Lady: Why do you like me..? Why do you love me?

Man: I can't tell the reason.. but I really like you..

Lady: You can't even tell me the reason...How can you say you like me? How can you say you love me?

Man: I really don't know the reason, but I can prove that I love you.

Lady: Proof? No! I want you to tell me the reason.
My friend's boyfriend can tell her why he loves her but not you!

Man: Ok ok!!! Erm... because you're beautiful,
because your voice is sweet,
because you are caring,
because you are loving,
because you are thoughtful,
because of your smile,
because of your every movements..



Unfortunately, a few days later, the Lady met with an accident and became a vegetable. The Guy then placed a letter by her side, and here is the content:



Dearest,

Because of your sweet voice that I love you...

Now can you talk? No!

Therefore I cannot love you.

Because of your care and concern that I like you..

Now that you cannot show them, therefore I cannot love you.

Because of your smile, because of your every movements that I love you..

Now can you smile? Now can you move?

No, therefore I cannot love you...

If love needs a reason, like now, there is no reason for me to love you anymore.

But does love need a reason?NO!

I still love you... Because love doesn't need one.

i haven't been working on my blog since last week.. it's because i have been busy taking care of my pets.. NEOPETS! i got of them, a Uni and a Bruce, if y'all know what i'm talking about.. LOL..

here are a couple of pics of my neopets:

this is Angenick, a blue baby Uni


and this blue baby Bruce is pennypenguin0319

click on any of them to see their pet pages.. pls do visit their pet pages often so they could win a popularity contest.. LOL.. *peace out*

When you are together with that special someone,you pretend to ignore that person. But when that special someone is not around, you might look around to find them. At that moment, you are in love.

Although there is someone else who always makes you laugh, your eyes and attention might go only to that special someone. Then, you are in love.

Although that special someone was supposed to have called you long back, to let you know of their safe arrival, your phone is quiet. You are desperately waiting for the call! At that moment, you are in love.

If you are much more excited for one short e-mail from that special someone than other many long e-mails, you are in love.

When you find yourself as one who cannot erase all the messages in your answering machine because of one message from that special someone,
you are in love.

When you get a couple of free movie tickets, you would not hesitate to think of that special someone. Then, you are in love.

You keep telling yourself, "that special someone is just a friend", but you realize that you can not avoid that person's special attraction. At that moment, you are in love.

While you are reading this page, if someone appears in your mind, then u are in love with that person.

John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his Army uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station.

He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn't, the girl with the rose. His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued, not with the words of the book, but with the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind.


In the front of the book, he discovered the previous owner's name, Miss Hollis Maynell. With time and effort he located her address. She lived in New York City. He wrote her a letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond. The next day he was shipped overseas for service in World War II.


During the next year and one-month the two grew to know each other through the mail. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. A Romance was budding.


Blanchard requested a photograph, but she refused. She felt that if he really cared, it wouldn't matter what she looked like.


When the day finally came for him to return from Europe, they scheduled their first meeting - 7:00 PM at the Grand Central Station in New York.


"You'll recognize me," she wrote, "by the red rose I'll be wearing on my lapel."


So at 7:00 he was in the station looking for a girl whose heart he loved, but whose face he'd never seen.


I'll let Mr. Blanchard tell you what happened :


A young woman was coming toward me, her figure long and slim. Her blonde hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears; her eyes were blue as flowers. Her lips and chin had a gentle firmness, and in her pale green suit she was like springtime come alive.


I started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was not wearing a rose. As I moved, a small, provocative smile curved her lips.


"Going my way, sailor?" she murmured.


Almost uncontrollably I made one step closer to her, and then I saw Hollis Maynell. She was standing almost directly behind the girl. A woman well past 40, she had graying hair tucked under a worn hat. She was more than plump, her thick-ankled feet thrust into low-heeled shoes. The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away.


I felt as though I was split in two, so keen was my desire to follow her, and yet so deep was my longing for the woman whose spirit had truly companioned me and upheld my own.


And there she stood. Her pale, plump face was gentle and sensible, her gray eyes had a warm and kindly twinkle. I did not hesitate. My fingers gripped the small worn blue leather copy of the book that was to identify me to her.


This would not be love, but it would be something precious, something perhaps even better than love, a friendship for which I had been and must ever be grateful. I squared my shoulders and saluted and held out the book to the woman, even though while I spoke I felt choked by the bitterness of my disappointment.


"I'm Lieutenant John Blanchard, and you must be Miss Maynell. I am so glad you could meet me; may I take you to dinner?"


The woman's face broadened into a tolerant smile.


"I don't know what this is about, son," she answered, "but the young lady in the green suit who just went by, she begged me to wear this rose on my coat. And she said if you were to ask me out to dinner, I should go and tell you that she is waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!"

1. She makes eye contact and smiles at you.
2. She calls you for homework..... a lot!!
3. She flips her hair when she's talking to you.
4. She touches your arm when she talks to you.
5. She says "No, I'm not telling you who I like!!" with a big smile on her face.
6. She asks you who you like or who you would go out with seeming interested.
7. When you go to the movies with a bunch of your friends, she's almost always next to you.
8. She criticizes (put downs) the girl you like.
9. She knows your WHOLE family's names including your dog).
10. She knows stuff about you like your birthday, eye color, favorite color, screen name, favorite food, favorite band, what music you like and favorite sport.
11. Her friends outside of school know about you and say she talks of you a lot.
12. She knows your phone number and address.
13. She will try and talk and spend time with you as much as possible.

1. His snow ball hits you (but not in the face).
2. He threw away his laser pointer after you told him you think they promote random acts of violence.
3. After asking you to sign his yearbook he wrote "How come we never hung out?".
4. He yelled Hi!!" to your mom that day she picked you up from school.
5. He blew off his buds to go see "Run Away Bride" with you cause you couldn't get another girl pal to go and you didn't want to go alone.
6. Forget your jacket? You can wear his.
7. His voice get softer ("Hey you") whenever you two talk.
8. You hung up on him and he called you back.
9. You were invited by him to a group outing.
10. He called you to talk to you about nothing at all.
11. He imitates your laugh- okay, you do snort sometimes, which makes you laugh even more!!
12. He remembers little things you mention in casual conversation.
13. He sometimes stares strait into your eyes.

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