Friday, December 31, 2010

The New Year is almost upon us and I’m still yet to have my resolutions list. Well, there are a few things that wanna be sure to stick to this time. The thing to watch out for is how long into the New Year can I bear up with them....

1. 1. Less internet. Write more, blog less. ( Need to get my hands on a diary L)

2. 2. Peace. Try to get there. Less self destruction.

3. Read. At least all the books eating and digesting dust sitting on the shelf.

Hmm..that’s it. Short and simple. Let’s start the year on that note. Bring it on!!



When you drop a glass or a plate to the ground it makes a loud crashing sound. When a window shatters, a table leg breaks, or when a picture falls off the wall it makes a noise. But as for your heart, when that breaks, it’s completely silent. You would think as it is so important it would make the loudest noise in the whole world, or even have some sort of ceremonious sound like the gong of a cymbal or the ringing of a bell. But it’s silent and you almost wish that there was a noise to distract you from the pain.

If there is a noise, it’s internal. It screams so loud yours ring and your head aches. It thrashes around in your chest like a great white shark caught in the sea; it roars like a mother bear whose cub has been taken. That’s what it looks like and that’s what it sounds like, a thrashing, panicking, trapped great big beast, roaring like a prisoner to its own emotions. But that’s the thing about love- no one is untouchable. It’s as wild as that, as raw as an open flesh wound exposed to salty sea water, but when it actually breaks, it’s silent. You’re just screaming on the inside and no one can hear it.

Friday, December 17, 2010

Living with a boy (the trial version, so far) was fun.

1. Stereotypical toilet seat argument --> check
2. Fart-a-thon --> check
3. Perfect sex --> check
4. Intense late-night conversations --> check
5. Ugly naked spooning :P --> check
6. Long sexy photo-sessions and naughty video-shoots --> check
7. One delicious meal cooked by our very own masterchef --> check
8. Surviving the remaining 2days on top ramen and maggi -->check
9. Posing --> check
10. Sad, long and teary (mostly me) goodbye.