there's so much things i want to say to u
but so intertwined and complexed i dunno how to express myself.


a few months back, we had an arguement about intel vs ibm
about the origins of the tech, more specifically, PC industry
about the percentage of customers microsoft has vs apple
about the future outlook of operating systems domination

and then we drifted to what makes a tycoon.
a huge debate, that was.

i never told u, but i enjoyed every minute of it.


and the other day, we were talking about logistical operations of a company
about gd management vs gd product
about the telecommunications boom in china

i was amazed at how our thinking meshed.


when dual processors in laptops emerged, we talked about its feasibility.


the day before, we were watching old-time soccer on espn
ginola was playing. there was barnsley. thats how old.

we talked about how soccer was more beautiful in the past.
about the best players. most beautiful goals.
about the upcoming world cup. and how brazil is so going to perform again.
and how holland and spain are so NOT going to perform again.

i felt your adrenaline rush with mine.


once, we were reading torque.
we saw sirius. and our immediate reaction was "oooh-la-la! thats a freaking chio car!"


today
i told you why monet loves painting lily pads.
and you told me how far chicago is from the U. of Illinois.


we have so much, so much to say to, and learn from, each other.


we are going to finish that partly-watched CSI
we are going to eat junk food while watching world cup
we are going break your bank balance shopping at adidas
we are going to kop all the dvds your uncle gets from China

we are going to New York, Ireland, Greece, Morrocco and Italy
we are going to have 2 dogs. named linlin and congcong (jokin')
we are going to build Rain a mini garden for him to run around
we are going to have a house with a library of my own
we are going to buy a gallardo spyder thats black
we are going to visit all the biggest museums in the world.

we are going to do so many, so many things together


and we ask, how are we ever going to find someone like that again?
who holds our dreams like theirs, and makes them come true?


i dont know. but im holding on to u.
no matter if u are in san francisco, washington or illinois.
or heck, in congo.

because i love u so.