I found this trivia around the net and eventually decided to do it cause I found it amusing. The idea is to put your shuffle on, and then see where the wind blows you to... and I'm gettting some pretty weird answers. Read on, if you're bored.
If someone says "is this okay?" what do you say? How I Feel - Kelly Clarkson Huh? That's like asking me what I asked?
What do you like in a guy/girl? I Can Do Better - Avril Lavigne HAHA this suggests contempt! Oh no I feel bad no I didn't mean it it was the iTunes' fault!
How do you feel today? Faith - 80% Alcohol I feel faith bursting through my veins, I guess. Pretty much okay, I basically learnt a new song today!
What's your life's purpose? Give Me Another Chance - Goong Hey never thought of it like that. I mean, my life's purpose is to give people chances, to give me chances.. hey this trivia is really good. I'm working something up.
What is your motto? Welcome To The Black Parade - My Chemical Romance Oh! My motto is to 'be a saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned'! But I'm not that noble, yes? I'm guessing I'll take it another way, 'we'll carry on'!
What do your friends think of you? Work This Out - High School Musical 2 HHAHAHA they think I'm hardworking? No way!
What do you think of your parents? So Yesterday - Hilary Duff Oh my God I didn't mean it I'm innocent it's not my fault! *points to computer* see dad the itunes you installed is evil i tell you EVIL.
What do you think about very often? Colour My World - Westlife I'm... thinking of colouring my world? Hey but that's cool. I mean, it's quite true. To a certain extent. Mrs Ho goes crazy whenever I say that but oh well it's a blog.
What is 2+2? You Light Up My Life - Westlife In a different cd but I LOVE WESTLIFE STILL. However totally doesn't answer the question, but the answer is good enough to make up for the loss of an answer!
What do you think of your best friend? Come What May - Moulin Rouge (Ewan McGregor/Nicole Kidman) Hey I like this quiz! Come what may, honey! HAHAHAHHA. And I realise I know my iTunes well. I know every song! So far.
What do you think of the person you like? Just Like You - Hannah Montana I think I like him for him. I guess. I mean, come on, how am I supposed to interpret this?!
What is your life story? Lonely No More - Rob Thomas COOL HAHAHHA! I'm lonely no more, Rob Thomas! Goodbye to you!
What do I have to tell him in my life? London Bridge - Fergie I don't see the connection! Oh my God am I supposed to tell him that I used to love playing London Bridge when I was really young and still do? (Oh man I just said it.)
What do you want to be when you grow up? Climbing The Walls - Backstreet Boys I want to climb walls! Well figuratively I guess it's true I mean I want to be a psychologist so I'll be climbing over other people's walls of emotional defense... Whatever.
What do you think of when you see the person you like? Lose My Breath - Destiny's Child HAHAHAH do I THINK about losing my breath or do I lose my breath?!
What will you dance to at your wedding? Since - A Love To Kill ST OMG I LOVE THIS SONG and the title of the movie is really appropriate and I loved the movie and OH MY I'M GOING TO PUT THIS ON MY WEDDING! Never thought about it, thank you, holy trivia!
What will they play at your funeral? Say Okay - Vanessa Hudgens Wait a minute I'm supposed to say okay? Well depends. On circumstances.
What is your hobby? What's Up Lonely - Kelly Clarkson I LOVE THIS SONG. It's my latest craze I'm all wild over it. What's up lonely Seems your my only friend who wants to share my pain Tell me heartache What it gonna take For you to leave me alone today Well sometimes I like being left alone (:
Biggest fear? Kiss Me - Sixpence None The Richer HAHHAHA I guess that means no perverts.
Biggest secret? We'll Be Together - Ashley Tisdale Aww that's cute. But Ashley can't sing. Please stick to acting, honey!
What do you think of your friends? Don't Write Me Off - Music and Lyrics ST Guys though I might be leaving, listen - don't write me off. Just yet.
Okay. Over and out. All my songs are really mild. I just couldn't get Daughtry.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
♥ Sunday, October 28, 2007
The Trouble With Love Is - Kelly Clarkson, Thankful
Love can be a many splendored thing Can't deny the joy it brings A dozen roses, diamond rings Dreams for sale and fairy tales It'll make you hear a symphony And you just want the world to see But like a drug that makes you blind, It'll fool ya every time
The trouble with love is It can tear you up inside Make your heart believe a lie It's stronger than your pride The trouble with love is It doesn't care how fast you fall And you can't refuse the call See, you got no say at all
Now I was once a fool, it's true I played the game by all the rules But now my world's a deeper blue I'm sadder, but I'm wiser too I swore I'd never love again I swore my heart would never mend Said love wasn't worth the pain But then I hear it call my name
Every time I turn around I think I've got it all figured out My heart keeps callin' and I keep on fallin' Over and over again This sad story always ends the same Me standin' in the pourin' rain It seems no matter what I do It tears my heart in two
(The trouble with) The trouble with love is It can tear you up inside Make your heart believe a lie It's stronger than your pride The trouble with love is It doesn't care how fast you fall And you can't refuse the call See, you got no say at all
Go look it up. I promise you it's a love.
You know when you say you're going to do something, you should do it, right? Even if you didn't specifically say it's a promise, you should still at least keep to it, don't you think? Yeah, that's what I thought so too. But then again, let's change the topic. Have I ever told you how much I love Kelly Clarkson? I mean, I love her. Stop me from overreacting. When I look at a song of course first it's the melody but then again I find the lyrics and sometimes I change my opinion, you know? Anyone tried that, give me a call and we can all wail together. Her voice is legendary, please tell me you've at least heard her.
It's after the exams, so I'm guessing everyone's in a bored mood. Okay I didn't think it'd ever be possible, you know, but oh my god today I'm just really, really bored. Like I can just sit there and cry because of excessive boredom in my brain I'm practically dying, dying. Which is why I finally found a solution. You paint. I know, I know! I hate art and I hate painting because of the cleaning up afterwards but actually I like painting itself. It's really cool, you know. (I know you're confused because my sentences aren't making sense, I realise by now I talk in circles that go around and around and - okay I shall stop now) I shall paint/draw more in future.
Okay, I'm basically reducing myself to blogging like this because of - you guessed it - the boredom so anyone with fresh ideas, bring it on!
Thursday, October 25, 2007
♥ Thursday, October 25, 2007
I'm moving to Jakarta. It's confirmed. Don't try to change my mind now or you'll get a sock in your eye. Anyway, I was just thinking. I remember when I was really small my family'd share a bottle (the macdonald kind) of soda and we'd get four straws. My brother and I used to fight all the time to call our straws the highest. My parents didn't mind. After some time I realised that my mom is one cunning fox. She'd forever take the shortest french fry, shortest straw, last ice cream. My brother loved it - he thought he was winning everything, but I finally found out years later that the real winner was my mom. I've learnt many things from my mom. I learnt that short fries were the crispiest, the last ice creams were the bigger servings, and most importantly, I learnt that shorter straws are wise straws. If you don't understand what I'm talking about, go and try it. I promise you it's a great feeling when you finally get it.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
♥ Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Thought a little humour might be appreciated.
I swear, she is so cute.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
♥ Saturday, October 20, 2007
Not looking hurt doesn't mean not hurt. Not hurt doesn't mean will never be hurt.
Not looking tired doesn't mean not tired. Not tired doesn't mean will never be tired.
Not looking pissed doesn't mean not pissed. Not pissed doesn't mean will never be pissed.
There's a limit to what I can take, and I can already see it right in front of my face without anyone else helping to reach it. Please don't teach me that I need to show what's already been hurt so that you won't. Why can't you see it, when I'm beaten up and bruised and battered inside? It's okay, I'm talking incoherently.
♥ Saturday, October 20, 2007
Thanks to Yingting, I love Chemical Romance. Two songs only, actually. So far, I mean. But I'm improving (: Just dropping by to note, the song is Cancer, by MCR of course but it lasts 2 minutes plus so it'll play over and over and over again. If you want to stop it from singing over and over and over and over and over again, press the red 'stop' button on your browser if you're using IE or linus or firefox. Otherwise, if you're using a mac, like me, you can't even HEAR IT. Yeah, that's how pathetic I am. So yeah. Go figure. Too mood-swingy to say anymore, so goodnight.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
♥ Wednesday, October 17, 2007
I'm at two hundred sixty already. With my schedule, this is actually good.
Anyway, I reread The Pact. And this is what I have to say, really. I am jealous of envy the love Chris and Em have for each other. I think the victim in the whole incident is not Em. If anyone is, that person is actually Chris. When you love someone, you naturally want to keep them, because love is selfish, see? Doesn't matter how great a woman you are, doesnt matter how magnanimous, how forgiving, how benevolent you are, you can't help it - love is blind, right? But when your love for someone is too great - so great, you actually... are willing to let them die, to the extent of helping them die when they can't bear to. That kind of love, to others, might be scary, stupid, but to me... I think it's the most admirable kind of love. That transcends everything, like the air transcends everything else. Now, don't underestimate the power of air. It may seem mild, safe, but when you don't have it, you die. You lose yourself. Likewise, without love, life is gone, like how air deprives us of life.
Today's a short one. I'm tired. Going to watch my movie muahahah.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
♥ Tuesday, October 16, 2007
When destiny calls you You must be strong
When you slump into your bed with the fatigue of the day, the incessant chanting of "sleep, sleep, sleep" in your head; when your head touches the sweet velvet of your pillow, urging you to drift off to dreamland; when you put your arms around your bolster, a hundred teddy bears and winnie the poohs around you, willing you to slumberland. What is it that you think about - who is it? What is the last image you picture at the tip of your eyelids, who is it that you see? What is the last word you hear, what's the song that lulls you away, into your strawberry land, your haven?
I may not be with you But you've got to hold on
Have you ever noticed, have you ever tried to listen, to see, to feel?
Maybe it's that pile of work you haven't finished. You think about your work, and then you see it, on your desk, motioning for you with its devillish claws, its fingers drawing you closer, inch by inch. You hear the seductive voices of the papers, telling you to "do me, do me, finish it". Perhaps, it's your parents who came by to cover you with a blanket, who just whispered goodnight, turning off the lights as they walk out of the room, smiling and pausing before closing the door behind them. You hear their voices floating in the air, hear their voices filling your head.
They'll see in time I know We'll show them together
Surprisingly, as I was there ten minutes ago on my mattress, staring up at the ceiling, it was neither. I would have thought of the second, but it wasn't. Somehow, it'd been replaced by someone else, but I never thought that you'd be the one to take their place.
My arms will hold you, keep you safe and warm
As I sat by my window this afternoon, hearing the sound of the wind against the glass, the rustling of the leaves of the trees beneath, the rain hitting against my skin, unknowingly, you came into my sight, you crept into my mind. You fell from the sky as water from dreamland's clouds, and brought yourself into the very pores of my skin, the very blood of me, to be the thought that brought me day and night.
This bond between us Can't be broken
You were the sun that brought me light, that banished the cold and hollow night away. You were the trees that brought me shelter in the rain, that shielded me from the storms when it poured. You were the grass that lay with me in the summer's day, that was all around me, breaking my fall. You were the flowers that bloomed for me, that brought me the scents of life. You were the moon at night, that brought hope to the darkness, that cracked through slits in broken walls, that gave me strength to carry on. You were so many things all at once, and I lived for you.
I will be here Don't you cry
You made me bloom, gave me hope, blessed upon me love, and for that I thank you most of all. You made me feel the true mercy of life, you gave me faith to keep holding on. You left me feeling blessed, alive, and most of all, in love. With each day, I love you just a little more, and I know that eventually I'll love you as much as you do. You made me understand that that true mercy of life, in fact, was love itself.
Yet for the same reason I am bound to repel against you, because I am afraid of what the future might bring. If each day made me fall a little more in love with you, then I think today should be the end of this mutuality. Because by another six months I'd have to pull myself away, to drag my heart along with me, because it'd be too heavy, too heavy, to leave without you. It's not going to be easy, but nobody said it was, and I have to choose this way. I have no reason to offer you, I have no way to ever repay your love, except to have loved you in return.
But do not leave without this, because: ''You'll be in my heart Yes, you'll be in my heart From this day on, Now and forever more."
Okay this doens't apply to me, really. It's actually experimental writing, to feel what soebody else might be feeling. I was by my window and I saw this guy walking alone on the road, and I was just thinking.. oh well.
Try it. The window, I mean. It's cool.
Monday, October 15, 2007
♥ Monday, October 15, 2007
1. If your doctor told you TODAY that you were pregnant, what would you say? Bullshit. I mean, hello, there is no way I could ever get.
2. Do you trust all of your friends? Well, yeah. I'm a pretty naive person actually.
3. Would you move to another state or country to be with the one you love? Yeah. Definitely.
4. Do you believe that everything happens for a reason? I guess, most of the time. I mean, I drown because I'm in the water and I don't know how to swim (this is not true!), but I love someone but I have no reason why, right?
5. Name two things you would NOT tolerate in a relationship? That he hates disney movies, and if that guy is a chauvinist pig. God. That's so irritating.
6. Which one of your friends do you think would make the best doctor? Lucy's answer is just... totally random, but I'm guessing Simmy.
7. Are you afraid of falling in love? Nope. Why would anyone be? I mean, there's nothing wrong with it, you know?
8. Is there someone who pops into your mind at random times? Um um um um yeah JACK JACK don't you think he's so cute?!
9. Would you stop talking to your friends because you hooked up with a new person? No. Of course not. That's stupid.
10. When was the last time you flew in a plane? September holidays.
11. What did the last text message you sent say? It was to jess. I said goodnight. in a way. You don't need to know.
12. What features do you find most attractive in the opposite sex? Hmm. Eyes. Alluring eyes. God, so hot.
13. Fill in the blank. I _______ you in my life need.
14. Att or Single? TBA. You don't know what that means but I'm not telling!
15. If you were to wake up from being in a coma for a long period of time who would you call? Everybody close to me. Of course.
16. How many kids do you want to have? Threeeee! Two girls a guy!
17. Love Someone? Yes!
18. Where was your default picture taken? I'll take this as my msn dp. It's from SAMOA. Muahaha. I bet no one knows where it is. But it's okay cause i don't know either. I just ripped it off the internet : D
19. What's your middle name? My mom wanted Catherine but my dad forgot so I don't have any!
20. Honestly, what's on your mind right now? Bug's Life is SO CUTE.
21. If you could go back in time and change something, what would it be? I'd pretend to love vegetables so that my mom'd think that I was a healthy little girl. Muahah.
22. Shoe size? 8 and a half. Or nine.
23. What are you wearing right now? Pajamas. Guitar shirt and school pants. Okay, so it's not pajamas, but I sleep with it. Without my mom knowing, of course.
24. Righty or Lefty? Right. Why do all quizzes ask this?!
25. Best place to eat? STARBUCKS okay it's not really eat. But I love The Grill. It's this restaurant in Jakarta where you can grill your own beef, chicken etc, it's actually korean dining. And they have really cool chairs! No kidding.
26. Favorite animal? Horses. Rabbits, and.. ducks. The last is from EXTERNAL INFLUENCE.
29. Favorite juice? Lychee or mango. With nata de coco aaaaa I'm HUNGRY.
30. Have you had the chicken pox? Yeah and it was gross I felt like a moulting worm. Though I was six. Or something. Wait I THINK it was chickenpox.
31. Have you had a sore throat? Um every week. God, it's irritating. The cough syrup makes me sleep therefore explaining my nocturnal sleep cycle.
32. Ever had plastic surgery? Never. Ever.
33. Who knows you the best? Nobody, cause I don't know myself either.
34. Do you get along with your family? Yeah. Mostly, I guess.
35. Do you wear contact lenses or glasses? Contacts yay they don't fog up anymore when I eat ramen!
36. Ever been in a fight with your pet? I don't have pets but that's not fun, so let's try my uncle's koi. Once I fed them too much fish food and they were unhappy so they started splashing wildly and I got wet. Yeah I got wet.
37. Been to Mexico? No but I did my water access report on mexico and it has HORRIBLE WATER RESOURCES.
38. Did you buy something today? I bought a necklace from sentosa! Haha!
39. Did you get sick today? No wait YEAH my shoulders hurt like hell my god.
40. Do you miss someone today? Yeah.
41. Did you get in a fight with someone today? My brother but it was okay. LOL hey luce I watched Superman on HBO too! It was so cool!
42. When is the last time you had a massage? Today! I went with my mom to My Foot Reflexology and had a back massage as well haha and then I came home and sat in my massage chair for half an hour. So yeah.
43. Last person to lay in your bed? My bed. Oh my god. There are a thousand and one things on my bed and the strange thing is, they're all not mine!
44. Last person to see you cry? Hey I don't remember. Last person to HEAR me cry was El. I think.
45. What was the last channel you watched? Disney channel. Watching it now actually.
46. What are your plans for the weekend? My weekend just passed. But I guess bowling and I don't know, maybe haha sleepover with Lucy!
47. Who do you think will repost this? Daniel. It's a wild guess.
48. Are you happy? Currently, yes. Because disney channel always makes me happy, see?
49. Who was the last person you hung out with? My parents. HAHA.
Okay out. My batt is dying.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
♥ Sunday, October 14, 2007
Thankful - Kelly Clarkson You know my soul You know everything about me there's to know You know my heart How to make me stop and how to make me go You should know i love everything about you Don't you know
That i'm thankful For the blessing And the lessons that i've learned with you by my side That i'm thankful So thankful for the love That you keep bringing in my life Thankful So thankful
You know my thoughts Before i open up my mouth and try to speak You know my dreams Must be listening when i'm talking in my sleep I hope you know I love having you around me Don't you know
That I'm thankful for the blessing And the lessons that i've learned With you by my side That I'm thankful So thankful for the love That you keep bringing in my life.
Don't you know that I'm Thankful for the moment When i'm down you always know How to make me smile Thankful for the moments And the joy that you're bringing to my life
For the lessons that i've learned For the trouble i've known For the heartache & pain That you've thrown my way When i didn't think i could go on But you made me feel strong With you I am never alone
Thankful So thankful
I love this song. It makes me feel thankful. Not kidding. Here's a fact. Thought I'd be much happier after exams but - I guess it isn't turning out so. So I turn back to my lifebuoys, my books. And reread another one that I found so true. So true.
"What are you afraid of?" Dr Marshall asked me as I chewed on Jolly Ranchers and glowered out the window. "What do you think she'll say?" "I don't know," I said, and this was the truth. "Probably the same thing everyone's said: That what happened to me was somehow her fault, that she feels responsible." "Would that be bad?" I grabbed another Rancher, ripping off the plastic wrapper. "Yes. Because I'm tired of that. Everyone can stop feeling guilty now, okay? It's not helping me." Dr Marshall considered this, studying her hands. "But what bugs me the most," I added, "is what she's probably thinking." "Which is..." Dr Marshall said, sticking her pen behind her ear," ... what?" I pulled up my knees to my chest - defensive stance, as they called it in group therapy. "It's just that I've always been the weaker one, the less talented. The perennial second-place also-ran. The more likely to screw up. And now, with this, I've, like, totally proved it. To her, and to everyone." "Caitlin," she said, taking her own Rancher out of the bowl and laying it on the arm of her chair, "we've discussed quite a bit that being a victim does not make you weak." "I know," I said. This, too, though, was hard to learn. "And from what you've told me about your sister, she doesn't sound like the kind of person who would judge you that way." "Of course not," I snapped. "She doesn't judge anyone. She doesn't do anything wrong. She's perfect in every way." Dr Marshall raised her eyebrows, then picked up the Rancher on her chair and unwrapped it, not saying anything. The crinkling of plastic seemed to go on forever, with neither of us talking. "Perfect people," she finally said, "live in picket-fenced houses with golden retrievers and beautiful children. They always smell like fresh flowers and never step in dog doo, or bounce checks, or cry." I rolled my eyes at her, cracking my Rancher in my mouth. "They also," she went on, "don't run away with no explanation. They don't leave their families with questions that aren't answered, and make their parents worry, and leave their younger sister to try and hold everything together." * * * * I'd spent so many months feeling like I was underwater, half in dreamland with those mermaids, hearing all the voices from up above. And since I'd been at Evergreen I felt like I'd been swimming so hard, the water growing warmer and warmer the closer I got to the top. I wasn't there yet, but now I could see the surface, rippling just beyond my fingers. I turned around, looking back at the living room, where my pictures lined the walls, each one framed, each one perfect. All my faces, all my objects. All of my world, laid out for everyone to see. I turned back to my family, standing together, watching me as their own faces stared back at them. And I closed my eyes, just for a second, and felt myself swimming, harder, pulling myself up to the surface so close above. Caitlin! they'd yelled at me as I ran across the gym at the first pep rally, before everything began. Caitlin, Rogerson had said when we met at the car wash, that cold night under the stars. Caitlin, Corinna had giggled to me a thousand times as we sat on her couch, watching game shows. Caitlin, my mother had whispered that night on the sidewalk, cradling me under the streetlight. Caitlin, I'd said aloud as I placed the last piece of my picture together, recognising the face I saw there. They were the voices I'd heard all year round as I fell deeper, tangled with mermaids at the cool bottom of the ocean. But it was my own voice, or close to it, that I heard next. "Caitlin?" I was still swimming up, higher and higher, pulled by the sounds. But I wouldn't drown. I could already see the sky, iridescent and just beyond the water above me. And farther on, much farther, was dreamland. But for now, I wanted only to stay between them, floating on all that blue at last.
I'll leave the ending of the story open. You guys go read it. It's called Dreamland, by (guess who) Sarah Dessen. I don't know where still sells it but I know that Ngee Ann Kino is out right now, and Popular and Harris doesn't have it. Try your luck at Borders or other Kino stores, or maybe try Amazon online. Amazon is always good.
That aside. I know that feeling. Being underwater, being drowned, not breathing, trying to hard to finally, finally, reach that surface and break through, break away from your boundaries and limitations. It feels good at the end, but let me tell you something - it's not easy either. In the whole time you're underwater, when you're already right below the surface but can't strike through. That's the worse, because it seems so near, and yet so far away. So, so far away. I'm this close to letting it all out, to find myself breathing yet again. But I can't seem to do it, somehow, though I know that it's going to get better at the end of it all because the worst is past and things can only get better (right?). I didn't see this coming the moment I decided to close my eyes and just jump - and now I'm drowning, gasping for air, for me to be alive, finally, all over again. Yet it doesn't stop me from just closing my eyes and jumping - cause that's the only right thing to do in any other place besides dreamland. Moral of the story? I've got loads, but here's the most important: Sometimes, things get complicated and when they do (which is practically every time), stop thinking too much. Just close your eyes and jump. Though you might not know what comes next, but that's okay. If things get worse, all you have to do is try another jump. Jump again. And again, and again, until you land in somewhere safe, or that blue. For realists - negative and negative makes positive; for romantics, cause jumping just can't go wrong. Can it?
Sunday, October 07, 2007
♥ Sunday, October 07, 2007
AH I am going to be a spoiler. I'm going to paste the whole movie of A Walk To Remember in here.
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COME ON SPEND SOME TIME WATCHING IT MAN.
Saturday, October 06, 2007
♥ Saturday, October 06, 2007
Cloud view, Samoa.
I am seriously entranced by this picture. I know, I know. Everyone probably thinks I'm an idiot - Daniel highlights to me that I can find clouds like these anywhere, but I strongly disagree. I am working my way up a geog essay, stop me when I'm reaching my conclusion. I think I was a cloud in my past life. I'm not kidding. There's something about clouds that drive me towards them - kind of like a magnetic attraction, like covalent bonding. I can just feel it. I am going to Samoa someday. Anyway, in more related news. I just finished A Walk To Remember, nicholas sparks. I think you should read it. That simple. Lit is monday (oh my god, I'm posting about exams) and I have no mood to do anything now, don't ask me why. In fact, I think I'll just stop here.
Thursday, October 04, 2007
♥ Thursday, October 04, 2007
They say love of the driver of all miracles. Of all things, I agree with this, as much as miracles don't happen to me.
As much as I want to, I can't show you what love is - you have to feel it for yourself, immerse yourself in the sea of devotion, find it in each other's eyes. Feel what it's like to be lost, completely, for the first time, in someone's words, someone's gaze. It is the key to adulthood, though many might refute - but it is past for me and I can tell you with utmost confidence that this is the truth and nothing but it. This unknown, this mystery, leaves for you to unfold, discover. Take something ugly and useless and mould it, like plasticine, into something that will eventually carve out the shape of your heart, and stay forever in his.
If I were Portia, I would not preach about mercy:: The quality of love is not strained; It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest; It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest. It becomes The thronèd monarch better than his crown. His scepter shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings, But love is above this sceptered sway. It is enthronèd in the hearts of kings. When love seasons anything else.
Hearts of kings indeed.
It's a wretch, this little thing.
It's the way you look into his (male readers please I beg you change all hims to her) eyes and understand everything about those eyes that makes you fall head over heels for him in a matter of days, minutes, accidental glances, him being the shiniest penny int he piggy bank of your heart. It's about being a part of him that will never be taken away, just like how his heart can never be removed from his body. The way in the pictures where it's only the two of you, but you're looking at each other and not the camera. It's that same feeling you get when you catch his gaze from across a room in the middle of a song, mouthing the words to the chorus, to the line that eventually leads you to say, "That's when I love you,"
Feel the bliss when you lie beneath the trees endless afternoons, taking in the scents of the pine and the blossoms, savouring every moment of your time. Light the glow that envelops you in Cupid's warmth, that makes you look like you're shining in the dark. Listen to that voice in your head that tells you what to do, instead of thinking over it for so many nights and not coming to a decision. Seek that aura anyone can spot distances away, distances the smell of love can overcome. Find that spot between his heart and his neck that seems to complete two indivduals into a whole that always fits, like pieces in a jigsaw puzzle that puts together one picture. Find that happiness that you deserve, much more than what you have now - when you have nothing at all.
It's a challenge, one that once you take up can never end. It's no form of insurance, with no guarantees of a return, just like how it is a race you don't compete in; but rather, a race that you never finish yet through the way keeping yourself alive, invigorated, and most of all, blessed. A race whose only opponent is your hard, cold heart that has yearned for someone to turn on the heater for so many years, with triumph so much further away than what it seems to be. There's no telling what the end is, whether you're going to end up in a pigsty or a castle, but nobody ends up to be like Cinderella all the time.
You might not understand, but you will. When you finally feel it. It's like a rubber band, it stretches your limits, and when it snaps, you finally get it. And the pieces will be with you forever.
The point is missed. The point is, love is the key to a car, the way a license isn't. It is the key to a car that you will remember forever, a roadtrip that you will forever hold close. Yet forever might not last, but nothing does. Forever might be tomorrow, it might be tonight, it might be this moment. But always, always remember - that no matter what it is, treasure every single moment you feel your heart beating, cherish every single breath you take, look forward to every single minute you are able to love, and that's just about the only achievement you can accomplish in this life.
So what do you think?
Monday, October 01, 2007
♥ Monday, October 01, 2007
I Know Where I've Been - Queen Latifah Hairspray: Soundtrack
There's a light In the darkness Though the night Is black as my skin There's a light Burning bright Showing me the way But i know where i've been
There's a cry In the distance It's a voice That comes from deep within There's a cry Asking why I pray the answer's up ahead 'Cause i know where i've been
There's a road We've been travelin' Lost so many on the way But the riches Will be plenty Worth the price we Had to pay
There's a dream In the future There's a struggle We have yet to win And there's pride In my heart 'Cause i know Where i'm going And i know where i've been
There's a road We must travel There's a promise We must make 'Cause the riches Will be plenty Worth the risk And chances that we take There's a dream In the future There's a struggle
We have yet to win Use that pride In our hearts To lift us up To tomorrow
Oh! When we win, I'll give thanks to my god 'Cause i know where i've been
I have no time to go look for a video and embed it now, I'll do it tmrw. But I love the song. Sigh. I'm drooly-dreamy again. GO RS!
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i’m jessica
but you can call me jem
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jessica tan,
netball,
gilmore girls,
fridays,
english,
guitars,
blue,
jack johnson,
and her latest craze john mayer
