I love when an image or photography articulates exactly how you feel...even if you didn't realize you felt that way. Tere Arigo's distressed Polaroids and genuine quotes create a heartfelt and everlasting impression. Her photographs make it easy to be happy, thankful and love life to the fullest. Truly inspiring and talented. :)

The feeling of letting go, I guess we'll never know. :)

Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground?
When protection meant wearing a helmet?
When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties?
Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and Mum was your hero?
Your worst enemies were your siblings.
Race issues were about who ran the fastest.
War was only a card game.
The only drug you knew was cough medicine.
And Wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut.
And now....your close friend becomes your worst enemy.
Lollipops turn into cigarettes.
The innocent ones turn into sluts.
Home Work goes in the trash.
Detention becomes suspension.
Soda becomes Vodka.
Bikes Become Cars.
Kisses Turn Into Sex.
The only things that hurt you before were skinned knees
And Goodbyes only meant until tomorrow?
And all we wanted to do,...

was to grow up.

We should've known that we'd grow up sooner or later cause we wasted all our free time alone...

The other day, I sat in my bed, pondering the way people think. They say (whoever "they" is) that you are happiest when your environment and people you are around are cheerful. Well I've heard that a few times and noticed its not exactly true. I've been living in a very happy-go-lucky place for a while and each day I seem to be falling deeper into my nightmares. Just when I think I'll get out, I get a wave of desperation and disappointment, and slide back down.Now, I am a very optimistic person. People hardly ever see me upset. On the outside I hide it all very well, and on the inside I fool myself. It's gotten to the point where I don't truly know whether I'm content with my life or not. I cannot distinguish between my lies and the bold truth. I feel as though I need someone at all times or else I am alone. I am constantly looking for that prince charming, only to be disappointed in the fact that there is no such thing. Still, I have hope. If there were no such thing as true love, I believe the world would end. There would be no happiness, no life without love. Though my years are young, I feel as though I am deeply missing out, as if my time for love will never come. But everyday when I see mothers kissing their babies goodbye, or lovers sharing intimate secrets or the way a husband looks at his wife with complete adoration, it's a reminder that there is Love and soon I will experience that same feeling too. So I shall stay strong and hope, and suppress with all my power that feeling of being alone. And I shall stop whining and moaning already.

WE'RE ONLY HUMAN.

I've probably walked on the streets you once took; probably read the book that kept you awake one night. I've probably eaten at your favourite restaurant and we ordered the same from their menu. I've probably hummed the song you have in mind right now; seen the movie you will re-tell your friends while out drinking tonight. We have just one sky, and I'm right here.

lol

MY LIFE IS AVERAGE

Today, I read a story on MLIA about a restaurant called Ninja in New York,USA. Being curious, I looked it up and was browsing over their menu. In the kids section there was a disclaimer that said “Dessert will be served after ALL vegetables have been eaten.”

I’m glad ninjas care about the nutrition of today’s youth. MLIA.

I have been horrifically busy. :>

It's been like a YEAR since I posted a new blog. Teehee. :">

So, my New Year's Resolution is to write at least everyday in this blog. I have to be committed from now on. I promise myself. Hee hee.