Could Love Be A Problem?

Could love be a problem? For me, now, yes, it is a problem. Some one can not get ride of loving me and want to come to visit me, it is not supposed to be like this. I have done nothing that should lead it to get this situation, at least I think so. I just taught her English on the net via UC, a kind of instant message communicating software, and that happen months ago when I was in South Africa.

But now, when I got back to China, and met her again, she got so excited and said that she loved me.

Since she told me she loved, we have met several time on net. And each time I tried my best to lead her away from the topic of loving or liking of me, and carried on the English teaching. That was I most want to do to her on the net.

Why could it be like this? Jane once said that the attitude that I took when I treated women online was not correct, it should be according to the principle of "WHIT COURTESY, BE RESTRAINED ("有礼有节", I think it should be quoted from "有理，有利，有节"，and be modified)".

Jane might be right, the courtesy that I showed to the women when I was with them online should be restrained, controlled. But how could I do it? what should it be like?

It is a real new beginning

It was later than the time we normally leave from our office, but the other two my colleagues from ACRE, Dong and Sun, were still in meeting with the OWNER and the designers, and I could not wait any more, I could not bear the torture of being seen sitting there doing nothing, I have to leave.

We have been arranged to eat at the Great Geng Wu Mess restaurant, and without the other two, or any one of them, I do not want to have my dinner there. Therefore, I went to the Jin Ke Long Supermarket, the biggest supermarket near the Capital Mansion, which only has small service area of two floors, to buy a bag of Kangshifu instant noodles and two tins of lemon flavour Yanjing beer, and went back home, the flat I live in during my working period at CITIC International Cooperation Company in Beijing.

It is a real new beginning, today, I was informed that I had offically left from the South Africa Project Office and went back to the Overseas Industrial Department, which meant that my premium would not be paid by the South Africa Project. I was one of the last two to leave from the project, which I had worked on for two years, the other one is Fangsheng, the best brother of mine.

I called back Anshan to Mr. Liu, who is my direct leader for the previous project and the living project, and who informed me about the leaving. Feeling a little bit lost, I called my wife back home, and talked a litte about the leaving, which made me feel a little bit better.

Sun came back when I was chewing the boiled noodle, after salutation routine, he called back Anshan to his wife the had his bath, afterwards,locked himself in his bed room never came out. For me, Lol. setting here, conducted this post, to record what happened this day. Sound sad, doesn't it?

In the afternoon, Ying told me that the new mission for me, which I had talked to him in the morning, to work together in the Contract and Business Group, had been comfirmed by Mr. Jiang and would be confirmed by his direct leader after his trip to Shanghai, He was leaving for Shanghai this afternoon.

Finishing working in South Africa Project group, new mission in the business group of Brazil CSA project, chewing instant noodle alone, and immigrated to blogspot.com to creat a new blog for myself, this is a real new beginning, isn't it?

Loving Her

Ok, let me sit down and put what in my mind down here before it gets out of my mind.

I think I begin to love this little woman now so that I want to put the words describing what I think about her here to let her read it,which was not what I wanted to do before.

Why? Except for loving her, I can not give any other reason.

Later than 17:30, and it was the time for to leave for home, for her man, and it was the time I felt a little bit pitty 'cause I could not talk to her until 8:00 next morning, when she comes to work.

Why do I say that I am loving her? I think the only reason, from bottom of my hear, I want her to love me too. I can not imagine a man does not love the woman whom he does not want to love him. That is the evidence, no doubt about it.

What kink of love is it? Can I designate that? No, of course not, as I can not give her a reason to love me. It might be a Platonism, what else could it be, we have never seen each other in person, she is much younger than I am......whatever.

Anything else? I think yes. I want to get into her mind, her soul, by which the son of bitch can be driven out of her mind, her soul, far away from her body, which is left just for her man, the lucky guy who is going to marry her in not a long time. ah, I even want to go there to scheme an assassination to remove the funk inside her.

Are these evidence of loving her enough?

A New Beginning

Something is going wrong with Jane's blog at spaces.live.com, and this conducted our, mine and hers, immigration from spaces.live.com to here, a totally new weblog posting place.

Last night, after the eating out with Dong, sitting in my small bed room, awaked up my Toshiba Portege A100, Jane's blog of "比喻" still up there on the screen. But, after I clicked the post button to send out my comment to her 比喻, the hell thing happened, I couldn't access to her blog.

I had to save the comment to my blog at spaces.live.com, and sent a short message to Jane to ask if she blocked me from accessing her blog, the answer absolutely was "no", she had not blocked me.

What the hell is going on!!

Today, we made decision, hers and mine, to immigrate to www.blogger.com, which is served by Google.

So, now, hereby, I wrote down what happened to cause me and her to establish new gardens here at blogspot.com

Hope we can enjoy us here, God bless us, God bless Google, and God bless blogspot.com