• 8th March
    2012
  • 08

I’m again staring at a blank page.. searching for the right words. Trying to put all my emotions into a sentence.. a phrase that could express how much hurt I feel.. how much happiness too. I’ve got so many things to say.. (and I think, my opinion is just way out of line).

So here it goes:

Good luck. Be happy. Have no fear. Have no regrets. Say sorry. Be a man. Thank God. And Just be happy.. always.

Actually, that’s all I’m praying for.. your happiness.

  • 19th January
    2012
  • 19
  • 31st October
    2011
  • 31
I could use some from this list.
DON’T listen to Bob Dylan (made me smile. yeah. don’t.)
wear a big sweater
drink tea
clean your room
go on a walk
(don’t know how to make paper cranes)
watch anime
think about how beautiful outer space is
go to a cafe
sleep on a pile of blankets
ask someone to hold you
visit the library
sit with someone
remember that there are always cupcakes
:)

I could use some from this list.

  • DON’T listen to Bob Dylan (made me smile. yeah. don’t.)
  • wear a big sweater
  • drink tea
  • clean your room
  • go on a walk
  • (don’t know how to make paper cranes)
  • watch anime
  • think about how beautiful outer space is
  • go to a cafe
  • sleep on a pile of blankets
  • ask someone to hold you
  • visit the library
  • sit with someone
  • remember that there are always cupcakes

:)

(Source: ghostinthemirror, via danadazzles)

  • 10th October
    2011
  • 10
  • 1st September
    2011
  • 01

one day you’ll get tired.. and will stop caring. when that day comes, it won’t matter if he’s the one who broke up with you.. or if you’re the one who broke up with him. You will only be consumed with so much relief that it’s finally over.. you’re finally moving forward and all your life is just a step away.

You will forget all the good things that happened, and will only be reminded of the bitter ones. This day, today, would not matter.. the smiles you’ve exchanged this morning will not pass your mind once you’re already set on to take the world. Someday, all of these will just be buried memories..

  • 21st August
    2011
  • 21
something for myself: I can’t help but believe that love is just not for some people.

deeperside:

I can’t help but believe that love is just not for some people.

I have seen people fall in love and endured everything through time. But I have seen people fall out of love too.. some of them lasts for a couple of years.. and some, just after a couple of days. It’s tricky, and I know you’d agree that love, no matter how much you work on it.. will always be unpredictable.

I have met Jane last week, and she told me stories about her young self.. and how she let a lot of love pass her by. She was pretty.. still is actually, even at her old age of 46.. She told me tales about how many suitors used to lined up for her attention.. how her 2nd boyfriend brought her in a cheap hotel, and how nervous she was that day.. she told me about Selmo, and his love for her that she turned down because she can’t learn to love him back. She said, Selmo was not easily discouraged and tried again many times.. but still she wasn’t able to love him back. She told me how much she regret letting him go.. and how she can still hear his words after so many years, “I don’t know how to move on from you, Jane. I do not even know if I could still love someone else after you.” I saw Jane took a deep sigh. And across the table, I saw how pain crossed her eyes before saying.. “He’s married now. 3 kids.”

Jane, like almost every girl I know, dreamt of happy endings too.. of loving someone who loves her. She prayed for it to come true and it didn’t. But maybe, love is not for her.. and I can’t help but think that maybe.. love is not for me too.

  • 8th July
    2011
  • 08
  • 28th June
    2011
  • 28

The Official Greeting: Happy birthday. Happy birthday. Happy birthday to me. :)

yes, it’s my birthday today. and I would like to thank everyone who greeted me in advance.. and also those who will greet me after this post. haha.

Well, I’m again a year older.. and here I am once again, thinking about the previous year.. the mistakes I made, the troubles I’ve caused, the lesson learned, the fights, the after-hugs, the loss, the new morning.. the love.. the dream.

At the end of another age, I will end another story.. year 23 has been good to me, generally speaking. I gained friends and lost a few.. I gave up and started again.. I’ve changed careers, which was a smart move by the way.. I’ve become a better me (or atleast, I’ve tried).

I will never pass this age again.. Thank you 23, you’ve done well.

  • 25th February
    2011
  • 25
  • 30th October
    2010
  • 30