Sunday, May 20, 2012

On Lately

The thing about lately is that I can't tell anymore whether the headaches are because of me recovering from that freaking anesthesia or getting stressed from over thinking. ._.

Time and brain juice are limited, but problems aren't. Now get up and (re)start your engine.

Monday, May 14, 2012

epic BPL finale

One word: epic.
As much as I'm grieving over ManU (must. not. angst. argh. OTL), I applause ManCity for their well-deserved win.

On a much much personal note, how I wish I was -there- now...


Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Pieces

"Pieces of me, fly reassuringly. Never turn back and cross that ocean."

Thursday, April 19, 2012

an sms to Fate, a friend of mine

YES, I am writing about a person with a bloody sorry excuse for a luck.

NO, I am not asking for a first hand experience.

"What doesn't kill you will make you stronger", maybe, but there is hardly an urgent need for me to become a superman. Please correct your perception and be more considerate next time.

Thank you very much. See you again.


Wednesday, April 18, 2012

reflection

"...there was a small girl, quiet and confused, torn between being amazed and trying to comprehend her surroundings both inward and outward."

fast forward for undisclosed time period, and i still have no freaking idea what was it that she couldn't understand.

maybe one of the main reason for why i am still climbing up is simply to get what she was trying to understand, but that will also continue to climb up on 'its' own, at 'its' own pace', in 'its' own orbital which clashes less and less frequently over time.
nevertheless, this motivation works for me so far, and so i'll go on, carry on, climb on.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

hell no reason go on and scream






"And stay strong; I'm doing everything."

~Details in the Fabric - Jason Mraz & James Morrison

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

On some ways of doing some things

"Actually, I know the answer. I can feel it, you know? When I think about it, my heart would beat faster and my blood would stir. It's just that I don't want to admit it, because that would give me another similarity. I refuse to acknowledge it, even though it's actually heartwarming, somewhat. We're too similar it's creepy. But it's warm too, so I don't really mind it, and I'm the only one who realises that anyway. But still."

edit: alter-ego.. (laugh) that's only half of the truth. :)