by the end of the week, i finally shipped popo to Seattle.
altho it seems like just simply sending a cat over, it actually means differently to me. popo has been with “us” since our team built up. this team was once so close that other people can’t even blend in. all the craziness, fun, not-fun, stupidity… all that were just everything in life. when the team start to fall apart, we all know what we used to share together stays.
popo made me think of it. and shipping him away was just like a symbol of an ending. now all the team members are all over the places, and I’m still here. I’m still here…
poor popo was scared in the kennel and i guess he just began to trust me but he hates me for putting him in the cage… from the beginning, i never wanted to handle all that, but when popo is away, i was glad it was done by me. just like a dedication to our old life and friendship also to popo of course.
when can I get out and take a good breath of real fresh air
although I prob think about escaping to another place more than once a day, I think I’d still be very sentimental if I leave this island again
this is how special home is, isn’t it
nothing is better than hot chocolate in winter time
can someone like hot chocolate come into my life?
I want to have someone I can say “I miss you”
sometimes I just feel bad of doing something to someone
but the thing has been done is done
there is no way I can go back to the time to make a decision again
when would I always make the right decision?
I’m sorry to say or do the such things to you
thank you for making me more mature every day