Friday, May 27, 2011

I feel liberated. Do I?

These days I wished I had an electric guitar and I'll blast bitchy songs and start jamming in my room to act like an ultimate bitch wanna-be.

Brenda started screaming when walking down the staircase. It made me wanted to scream too. But if I ever did, I'll make sure that it echoes through Ryan Lai's eardrums to thank him for all the nice "affirmations" said to me.

These few days I feel like a little kid all over again. The day was spent studying with a few moments of escapism into childhood whenever I played with my nephew.
Sometimes I forget that I've to come back to reality, back to this grown up mindset I'm forced to succumb to. Sometimes I just want to be like a child. A child who pouts when he or she loses something he or she likes; even if the "something" is insignificantly small or unimportant: a cute paperclip, a sticker.

A child who embraces childlike innocence and knows nothing of deceit or murder. No malicious remarks, no hypocritical attitudes, no evil thoughts.
A pure heart, clean hands. It goes a long way.
Why do all of these fade away with age?

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Saturday, May 14, 2011

You don't have to travel to cool romantic places to witness true love.

A lady leaning on the shoulder of a man.
Both heads full of grey hairs, wrinkled faces, undesirable body figures.
Walking sticks stood right in front of them;
As both lay sound asleep on the bus.

It's not every girls' desire to have the hottest looking boyfriend, but it's every girls' dream to find someone who truly care and love her even when she's no longer like before.
We don't need those sweet whisperings, all we need and want is security.
After all, we're all little women at heart.

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