"Bit more of a lefty than a righty", according to my "sistarr", Tracy, if yannoe what I mean, even though I am right-handed xD
Soo..this Tumblr came into being on Tuesday, June 1st, 2010..haha let's get this started..
Tumblr: my addiction inhealthy, AI for short
"Live it up"
A little info about me:
|| Born Vincent Chee Ping Fung at 1:16pm on Friday, September 21st, 1990, in San Francisco, CA. Born and raised here in the City. Currently residing in the city of La Jolla in San Diego County, CA, for educational purposes.
|| School of the Arts c/o 2008. City College of San Francisco 2006-2011. University of California, San Diego 2011-14. Hopeful educator one day (elementary or
community college/university). Double majoring in Chinese Studies and Music, with an emphasis in Vocal Performance , possible minor in Religious Studies. "The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates. The great teacher inspires." --William Arthur Ward
|| I speak English, can speak Mandarin Chinese, can understand Cantonese Chinese, and have studied Tagalog and Russian!
|| Vegetarian since 1995! Life-long status starting late Fall 2006. No meat, seafood, onions, garlic, leeks, chives, shallots, tobacco, alcohol. Also still working on getting rid of eggs and dairy..maybe one day I'll be vegan! =P
|| I love, love, LOVE God, and nothing can ever change that about me 0=]
//// Tian Yuan Temple (TYTT 天元道院) in San Mateo, CA
\\\\\\ Tian Yuan Youth Class: Group Leader!
//// Tian Yu Temple (TYT 天育壇) in San Francisco, CA
//// St. Thomas More Catholic Church (STM) in San Francisco, CA
\\\\\\ STM 8PM Choir ("Filipino Choir"): Bass
\\\\\\ Faith and Love in Action Youth Group (FLA): Lead Minister, Faith Coordinator
\\\\\\ St. Benedict's Young Adult Group (SBYAG): Member
\\\\\\ Lay Minister: Music, Lector, Extraordinary Minister of Holy Communion
//// The Newman Center Catholic Community at UCSD
\\\\\ Student Minister: Liturgy Committee
7:00PM Evening (6:30PM) [Student] Choir: Bass
You stand there in the doorway the way you always do, right leg crossed over in front of your left, leaning to the right, your right arm raised, resting your head in the inside of your elbow, with that silly little smile of yours. That’s how I’ll always remember you. That’s how I love you, but not like this.
You sit there in the chair, feet firmly planted on the ground, leaning over with your head bowed down and your hands folded to your forehead, as if you were praying, but praying is the last thing on your mind now. This is not how I want to think of you. No, not this.
We’re on a train. You on the right and me on the left. You got the window seat after we fought over who would get it, though only playfully, because I know that you know all I want is for you to be happy. You look out the window, chin rested on your fist. Your other arm is wrapped around me as I lean over to you, resting in your embrace. I could lie here forever, just you and me, but that’s not what life have destined for us, for you.
We’re in a room, that room. We’re in that room again. I know you loathe that room, and for that, I loathe that room too. You’re not wearing what you normally do, but in that blue robe, you look beautiful, stunning, amazing. Yes, even in that blue robe you make my world go crazy. I’m crazy for you, but that’s not what life has destined for us, for you.
Get these voices out of my head. All I hear is white noise, mumbled speech, as all these people are touching me all over, putting their hands on my shoulder, back, head, touching me all over. I don’t understand what they’re saying, and I don’t want to. All I want is to hear your voice, but where are you?
Got your voice in my head. I hear you. I can’t help but smile. There you are. In the corner of my eye, I see you. I quickly turn around. Blink, and you’re gone. Where did you go? I could have sworn I saw you there. No, that’s right, you couldn’t have been here. All I want is to see your face, but where are you?
I close your eyes and whisper a sweet good night in your ear. I tuck you in and make sure you’re nice and warm on this..in this..bed. I want to stay here with you, lie here with you, sleep here with you, but I can’t. I can’t do that. You wouldn’t want that anyway.
I close my eyes and suddenly, there you are! I hear your voice is in my ear, feel your arms around my shoulders, smell your scent envelop me. Here, we can stay for as long as we want. We can lie here together. We can fall asleep in each other’s arms, like we always do. This I can do. We can do this. That’s all we could ever want.
Blink, and I’m gone. But..am I really? I’m here with you. Now I’m here with you for good. Now I’m here with you to stay. I shut my eyes and tell myself to wake up. This is all just a dream. But then I feel your hand upon my face, gently caressing it as only you can do. I open my eyes. There you are. This is how I will always love you, just like this. This is what’s been destined for you, for me, for us. All I could want is you, and here you are. That’s all we could ever want: each other, just one more time.
Don’t blink. There’s no need to anymore. We’re home.