I stumble, I awkwardly trip and fall
Eyes squeezed shut, fearful to hit a wall
An uneasy dart of the eyes off the side
Feeling the catch, a warm gentle guide
A flushed shade tinting the face
From the lack of poise and grace
An embarrassed apology, bubbling alarm
A forgiving smile, unfazed charm
A reoccurring foreign situation
Silent, flourishing admiration
A ticklish wish, a mute request
Forcing the heartbeats to slow and rest
Swept up repeatedly by hug after hug
Pushing back the intrusion of the bug
Biting back improper notions
Foreseeing the confusing emotions
A line drawn between wrong and right
Enjoying the company, guiltless, polite
The vague friendship already made
Shivers invade as I wish you stayed
An epiphany understood much too late
Left to thinking, leaving things to fate
But yet, regret is something that I won’t touch
Even if distance later on hurts me very much
A whirlwind of edgy, baffled felicity
I ask no sorry from your lips, neither pity
Because I genuinely ask amnesty from thee
For my footing and heart are both clumsy
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Me = Happy Participant
Note to self: My limit on wearing 4 inch heels is 3 hours.
Another note to self: Think of poses ahead of time next time you go to Cue! >.>'' Sigh......
Like I told my friend, my feet hurt, I'm partially deaf, I'm so tired, but I'm really happy. The dance was actually pretty fun and I kind of learned something new. I hope that I get better at teaching, choice of wardrobe (heels killed me and limited the dancing, so lesson learned) and being a better host. >.<'' I really tried. I do hope that my friend had a good time though. =T Or....at least a decent/tolerable time. >.< Well, I'm not exactly sure if I taught him well enough how to dance with a girl to hip hop techno remixes. He tried to teach me how 2 slow dance. But...that didn't turn out so well. I tripped so many times that the number of times that I tripped can't be counted on just my fingers. >.<'' (maybe my fingers and toes... >________>) At least we shared a few laughs and moments, so I'm pretty satisfied with the memory. =)
Another note to self: Think of poses ahead of time next time you go to Cue! >.>'' Sigh......
Like I told my friend, my feet hurt, I'm partially deaf, I'm so tired, but I'm really happy. The dance was actually pretty fun and I kind of learned something new. I hope that I get better at teaching, choice of wardrobe (heels killed me and limited the dancing, so lesson learned) and being a better host. >.<'' I really tried. I do hope that my friend had a good time though. =T Or....at least a decent/tolerable time. >.< Well, I'm not exactly sure if I taught him well enough how to dance with a girl to hip hop techno remixes. He tried to teach me how 2 slow dance. But...that didn't turn out so well. I tripped so many times that the number of times that I tripped can't be counted on just my fingers. >.<'' (maybe my fingers and toes... >________>) At least we shared a few laughs and moments, so I'm pretty satisfied with the memory. =)
031310 C'est la Vie
You went off to travel
You went off to roam
Your blood dripped on the gravel
Living at Paris, your dream home
A l’amour too late learned
Dreams past overdue
Passion too belated burned
Acceptance rare, but true
You brushed it off with a smile
You even laughed at first
But Death began its call to dial
As things went bad to the worst
Why you chose me to call
A gift upon me you did bestow
Your breaking voice I will recall
Even though it was more than a year ago
But alas, you missed Death’s ring
When he asked if you were ready to go
If you wanted the life you wanted to cling
A Parisian street lamp smothered by snow
When the last breath exhaled
This weeping world set you free
As the fragrant morning paled
And the wind sang, “C’est la vie, c’est la vie.”
You went off to roam
Your blood dripped on the gravel
Living at Paris, your dream home
A l’amour too late learned
Dreams past overdue
Passion too belated burned
Acceptance rare, but true
You brushed it off with a smile
You even laughed at first
But Death began its call to dial
As things went bad to the worst
Why you chose me to call
A gift upon me you did bestow
Your breaking voice I will recall
Even though it was more than a year ago
But alas, you missed Death’s ring
When he asked if you were ready to go
If you wanted the life you wanted to cling
A Parisian street lamp smothered by snow
When the last breath exhaled
This weeping world set you free
As the fragrant morning paled
And the wind sang, “C’est la vie, c’est la vie.”
Friday, March 12, 2010
030810 Heart of a Cloud
Radiant elegance descending the stairs
No signals, announcements, flashy flares
Floating down as an angel’s feather
A delicate pale against the sky’s weather
A sea of blue and a standing out white
Speech that’s gentle, kind and light
Gazing silently, observing down below
Gentle waves of breezes to the land down low
Filled with dreams and bubbling sighs
A blank canvas underneath oil-painted eyes
A flower, but no roots nor supporting stem
An innocent victim soon condemned
Underneath heat and burns will disperse
A mind soon to shatter against a curse
Lips to fall syrupy to tainted grounds
A muted angel falling without sound
So seek some windows to welcome the night
Not cover the view with curtains’ weight and height
Not tenderly missed and too soon forgotten
As the world’s innocence continues to rotten
No signals, announcements, flashy flares
Floating down as an angel’s feather
A delicate pale against the sky’s weather
A sea of blue and a standing out white
Speech that’s gentle, kind and light
Gazing silently, observing down below
Gentle waves of breezes to the land down low
Filled with dreams and bubbling sighs
A blank canvas underneath oil-painted eyes
A flower, but no roots nor supporting stem
An innocent victim soon condemned
Underneath heat and burns will disperse
A mind soon to shatter against a curse
Lips to fall syrupy to tainted grounds
A muted angel falling without sound
So seek some windows to welcome the night
Not cover the view with curtains’ weight and height
Not tenderly missed and too soon forgotten
As the world’s innocence continues to rotten
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Me = Diets and Fishies
Much better today. Well rested from Fae Mao's house because I think I took a very lovely 2 or 3 hour nap. =)
My friend Mishtah Teko (haha, I wonder what he's going to say after reading that >w<'') has been convincing me to get a widget where you can have a recent comments thingy on the side. At first, I tried looking and didn't find it after about 10 minutes and went back to doing homework. Today, I looked around and finally found it, as well as that fishy thing that I've seen people put at the very bottom of their blogs. =) Fishy fishy! =D It's amusing. ^^ Sooo feel free to scroll down to the bottom and feed my virtual fishies that never get fat. Would high school girls be jealous that they never gain weight? I can imagine a good chunk would because I've heard a 4th grader say they need to go on a diet. All I did was look at her annoyed and ignore if I remember correctly.
I'm not bashing on changing diets. I'm prefectly fine with some person who eats hamburgers all day to finally decide to lug their butt cheeks over to souplantation for at least some sort of salad (every weekend with their friends or something even sits well for me). THAT is something admirable. Not starving yourself so you can fit into that dress that you've always wanted your butt to look good in. THAT is just plain stupid. =) I can say that with a smiley plastered on my face. Luckily, I don't share the difficulties of one who eats fast foods all that much. I eat french fries and the extremely rare occasion of KFC, but that's only when others buy it. I haven't eaten a burger in about 2 years. Quite amused with that fact for I recall a time when my parents would too busy to go looking for a restaurant about 15 minutes away for food (and because the Village Shopping Centre wasn't built yet) so I settled for Burger King over near the MT. SAC. It's fantastical. =) So. Changing to healthier diet for Souplantation or something. -thumbs up- Heck, I'll even give you a coupon so that it's two for one's price. Buuuuuut starving yourself because that's what the media reports on their poor, stalked celebrities. Um. Yeah.........................................NO.
My friend Mishtah Teko (haha, I wonder what he's going to say after reading that >w<'') has been convincing me to get a widget where you can have a recent comments thingy on the side. At first, I tried looking and didn't find it after about 10 minutes and went back to doing homework. Today, I looked around and finally found it, as well as that fishy thing that I've seen people put at the very bottom of their blogs. =) Fishy fishy! =D It's amusing. ^^ Sooo feel free to scroll down to the bottom and feed my virtual fishies that never get fat. Would high school girls be jealous that they never gain weight? I can imagine a good chunk would because I've heard a 4th grader say they need to go on a diet. All I did was look at her annoyed and ignore if I remember correctly.
I'm not bashing on changing diets. I'm prefectly fine with some person who eats hamburgers all day to finally decide to lug their butt cheeks over to souplantation for at least some sort of salad (every weekend with their friends or something even sits well for me). THAT is something admirable. Not starving yourself so you can fit into that dress that you've always wanted your butt to look good in. THAT is just plain stupid. =) I can say that with a smiley plastered on my face. Luckily, I don't share the difficulties of one who eats fast foods all that much. I eat french fries and the extremely rare occasion of KFC, but that's only when others buy it. I haven't eaten a burger in about 2 years. Quite amused with that fact for I recall a time when my parents would too busy to go looking for a restaurant about 15 minutes away for food (and because the Village Shopping Centre wasn't built yet) so I settled for Burger King over near the MT. SAC. It's fantastical. =) So. Changing to healthier diet for Souplantation or something. -thumbs up- Heck, I'll even give you a coupon so that it's two for one's price. Buuuuuut starving yourself because that's what the media reports on their poor, stalked celebrities. Um. Yeah.........................................NO.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Me = Cracked Smiles =)
Title wasn't meant to sound emo. >.>'' I just realized that it could be taken as such. But it is true. I was quieter today in all aspects, even my little sister thought it was because I just woke up from a nap or some sorts. Good things that habit about me came to the rescue...like I'd tell anyone what's on my mind until I dissect it completely. Another fantastical fact about me. Just....utterly fantastical. I hate my sarcasm. It's annoying even to me.
I'll admit. What made it so much more difficult to get through the day was the fact that EVERYTHING reminded me of my friend. (saying friend sounds so awkward, but due to my preference for rather keeping people lost to anonymity, I'll have to deal with it) It went from a pencil to a jacket to writing down the date to someone saying fantastical. It just annoyed me that I was taking on such a burden to take time to react like I did. If my conscience was a rattlesnake, it rattled the whole day and I just wish that it bit my mind to pieces. At least I wouldn't be stuck on the fence trying to figure out what to make of things. Thinking things in monochrome is quite difficult and brain-wracking for me. Trying to do so is throwing me off of what I want to and what I should. I was told ever since I was a 5 year old to know clearly the difference of what I want to do and what I should do because OBVIOUSLY those two things aren't always the same. Black and white. Black and white. This is seriously a regression from my New Year's wish, as well as a regression overall. I wish I was a better person.
Oh oh wait. I at least could figure out when I could cry soon in the future. That is a plus at least. Before I would've just wondered when the hizzles that I'm going to finally crack and start crying all over the place. Luckily those times are alone, but despite that, if there was a way to make crying into a trait. I'd refuse it. Takes up energy and time. What a waste. A useless waste.
NOW on to the happier things about today. A few things did slow down the process of fencing myself in with only probably 2 people with the key to enter where ever I am. Poor analogy. I apologize. A few things made me crack a small smile today.
It's cute. One of the miniatures that I found from one of the blogs that I follow. =) Fae Mao always makes me smile, so no argument there. I have to admit. After I was doodling with my lead pencil today, I did remember some fond memories that made me smile. I make it sound like I'm going to die soon. T^T Maybe.....this part isn't so happy as I first thought in the end. Le sigh...
I wonder how this concept would turn out: Instantaneously A Muted Optimist Parading Around As A Pessimist (or Realist, if one must argue for themselves..) So...many questions after I typed that...But I'll deal with it later.
I'll admit. What made it so much more difficult to get through the day was the fact that EVERYTHING reminded me of my friend. (saying friend sounds so awkward, but due to my preference for rather keeping people lost to anonymity, I'll have to deal with it) It went from a pencil to a jacket to writing down the date to someone saying fantastical. It just annoyed me that I was taking on such a burden to take time to react like I did. If my conscience was a rattlesnake, it rattled the whole day and I just wish that it bit my mind to pieces. At least I wouldn't be stuck on the fence trying to figure out what to make of things. Thinking things in monochrome is quite difficult and brain-wracking for me. Trying to do so is throwing me off of what I want to and what I should. I was told ever since I was a 5 year old to know clearly the difference of what I want to do and what I should do because OBVIOUSLY those two things aren't always the same. Black and white. Black and white. This is seriously a regression from my New Year's wish, as well as a regression overall. I wish I was a better person.
Oh oh wait. I at least could figure out when I could cry soon in the future. That is a plus at least. Before I would've just wondered when the hizzles that I'm going to finally crack and start crying all over the place. Luckily those times are alone, but despite that, if there was a way to make crying into a trait. I'd refuse it. Takes up energy and time. What a waste. A useless waste.
NOW on to the happier things about today. A few things did slow down the process of fencing myself in with only probably 2 people with the key to enter where ever I am. Poor analogy. I apologize. A few things made me crack a small smile today.
It's cute. One of the miniatures that I found from one of the blogs that I follow. =) Fae Mao always makes me smile, so no argument there. I have to admit. After I was doodling with my lead pencil today, I did remember some fond memories that made me smile. I make it sound like I'm going to die soon. T^T Maybe.....this part isn't so happy as I first thought in the end. Le sigh...
I wonder how this concept would turn out: Instantaneously A Muted Optimist Parading Around As A Pessimist (or Realist, if one must argue for themselves..) So...many questions after I typed that...But I'll deal with it later.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Me = Miniature Food Eye Candy Admirer
OooOoOOoOoOOoOoOoooh how I bow down to thee~ =) If I had money to flitter away, one of the things on my artsy-craftsy list would be to buy miniature foods. I really wish I could make these things. T^T Neither the time nor the money at the moment to spare. Athough, paper cards aren't too shabby to design and mess with for now. We'll have to make do with what's given. I found a whole bunch of miniature artists' blogs and I find it an absolute inspiration to look at their work. It's refreshing, cute and......mini! =) It's cute. (Yes...I had to repeat cute twice. ^^) The only thing in the way of me buying some (especially some of the sushi ones) is their price. Since their handmade, I don't question the time and effort put into each and every single one of them. Wouldn't it be nice to have time to play with polymer clay and figure out how to make them? I read a few how-to's for them and found that you have to mix the clays to make the different, unique colors. Well...that's just like oil painting then. A worthy discovery adventure for the future indeed. =) Another thing to add on my list of what-I-want-to-try-in-the-future. OooOoOoooOoOoooOOoOOh the money I'll need to finish that list. It's unbelieveable I tells you. =-=''
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