real stuff
Thursday, November 5, 2009 @ 11:59 PM
HELLO THERE. Kay i really really know that I haven't been blogging nowadays. It's just because I've been too busy living. REALLY LIVING. Oh well, and umm, I just wanna say that I guess I'd do fine. =9Here's something real:
It's Okay.
Really, it is.
I’ve learned through my short years of living to accept many things. That’s what life’s all about honestly: being hit by things you can’t control and learning to cope with it. You can either stay stuck on it and have this naive mindset that you can dominate your problems, or you can let it pass like a rude stranger; cursing about it for the first few moments, and then going about your day.
I don’t want to become depressed over you, because then you’re not only leaving me, but you’re also tearing down everything that I’ve worked so hard to build for myself. It has taken me long, dark years to get to where I am today, and your decision will not effect my progress.
I’m finally happy with my life, and even though you played a huge part in getting me there, you’ve decided to leave.
So I have to watch you go.
Yes, I’m sad.
No, I won’t stay in an infinite sorrow.
I see the pictures of you with your new friends, and I’m at an age and maturity where I can only think about how lucky they are to have you.
It’s not as though you did this on purpose; not by a long shot, but events happen in people’s lives where priorities change and the once important individuals get swept under the rug.
Don’t worry, I’m alright.
The bitterness is only natural though.
I love you with all of my heart, and as long as you’re happy as well, then so am I.
I know where this is going already, and I’m not childish enough to assume that everything will steadily get better and our lives will soon intersect again.
We had our time together, and as much fun as we had during that time, it has ended. We’ll become one of those friends that only smile slightly and give a wave in the hallway as we go about our routines.
We’ve both gotten the most out of this bond, and other people have come along to show you what they have to offer.
I’m fine with that.
As long as you get the best out of those relations and you become an even greater person because of it. You make me so proud, and you always will.
I love you.
-http://pimpzoofag.tumblr.com/page/2 Oh man, you're a genius. =D
*don't get too irritated yet, THIS IS NOT AN EMO POST. and this is not about you. Teehee. Okay-lah. I'm working on a really long Dubai post (smiles).
yummyscrumboes
Monday, November 2, 2009 @ 11:38 PM
haha =)
Saturday, October 24, 2009 @ 11:57 PM
“The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.”
RumiWhen in doubt (?)
Friday, September 18, 2009 @ 1:22 AM
And sometimes, when I don't hear people tell me what to do or just a subconcious imagery of what I'm programmed to do, I just eat chocolate and watch a movie. Tell me, is that a waste of time or just a distraction? Because I doubt that I'll go about doing things I'll regret when I follow this, cause then I won't have to think much, if not at all, so I can stop reading between the fading lines for once, because then I won't see anything and that'll be like homemade music served in a piping hot cookie tray. Exactly, no i mean the feeling you get when you bake and the first time you pull out the tray from the oven and it smells so good. You can barely imagine that you made all that, but you've just spent hours kneading the dough and everything and you deserve a piece of everything. And it even smells so good, even through the sweat and your hands ache you still can't blame the double chocolate chip wonders for them cause you can't find fault over them anymore. So, that's what I thought about you coming back into my life. Oh, much ado over a cookie.So, there's no telling! =)
off to watch wizards of waverly place, the movie
off to watch VforVendetta
off to Mines
off to loving the person you are
Tell me why i'm distracted by repetition
Monday, September 14, 2009 @ 5:49 AM
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Shanan's like all mbledju udlemjb lbemujd jumbled.
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i'm numb.
a sleepless frenzy you put me in
Friday, September 11, 2009 @ 10:44 AM
"If you don't tell lies, you never have to remember anything."
Lately, often enough, this irks me, probably more than the conventional human being. It's not like if you talk about it, soon enough you'd actually get it. You'd just tuck it away, in a mini corner of your mind, like a stagnant immovable rock and when it starts to float to the surface, you just push it down again. It won't stay down for long, but it's weighted down by lies and factual errors that you don't even care to correct. So don't cower in cowardice, because when you start to distort the truth, there's nothing worth hearing from you anymore.
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Shanan says: "That's my philosophy."
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It's two in the morning and I'm trying to make sense of the world which I will one day rule, ahem, if you permit me to that is, humbly I say. Yet I dunno, there's something about a VforVendetta-ish righteousness about me. I guess that's permanent (ha-ha) and that too, is the motivation for me to scream for what I believe in. =D
God, I sound like a haiku-blogger. In the very loose sense of the word... and, oh, bumped my head in an almost-blackout frenzy at school today (ouch). It bled and stuff...Basically it happened for about 5 reasons:
1. The fumes from heating chemicals
2. The curry mee and the calamari and the soup (not possible)
3. Lack of sleep
4. Improper sense of direction
5. Was channeling all my energy into observing how the crystals filter
nuh. maybe i'm just a freaky mess. haha, fat chance! =D
I'm still as perfect as ever.
peace. xoxo.
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Sometimes, occasionally...
Wednesday, September 9, 2009 @ 6:36 AM
09.09.09I like listening to change, and now I just realized that you're not coming back, and it is all that it seems.
will be back, writing in pen instead of fiddling with keys. with love and i miss this blog so muj.
"And I will do a favour, the last one, when I start counting the seconds and minutes and hours, and maybe my prison will be walking through the world alone, but I never doubted you. And that is because I never will."
TO THE FUTURE! (with all VforVendetta-like enthusiasm)