Pictures of Memories...

Here I am sitting in the living room, on a red comfy sofabed while my friend is snoozing away on the other bed. Listening to Teddy Geiger and Kisschasy does calm the soul but also bring up many nostalgic {I know I use this word a lot. It happens all the time. Please bear with me =) } memories and creates an atmosphere for writing. I have no idea why.

Another silent night with her being unable to sleep. Back to the routine of chatting and just appreciating the time. Though she realises she'll get panda eyes soon. It's the holidays so...heck. Time seems to pass by so fast these past mid year its scares her but yet knowing that it was spent wisely and the feeling of being fulfilled is endless.

Looking through old pictures, she re-creates those times. Photographs that capture the candid moments entwined with mostly laughter, happiness. Life never seemed more alive when thoughts could create a colourful world on glossy paper. Even black and white puts colours on pictures, images of souls. When they turn old, hopefully no one throws them away or none of them gets lost. Preserving memories are truly rewarding in a sense that good ones are good to remember and brought up once in a while. What about bad memories? I tend to forget details or the entire scenario all together. Sometimes just getting over it really fast or somewhat.

But how do you run away from it if others remember? Does it tie you to that past?
She'll probably go into carefree mode..hehe. What's important is now and the future. =)
What about you?

Inspire Me in Early Morning

Nostalgic music plays in the background,
Wonder if my laptop feels tired already,
Msn messenger is beeping,
It was because I awoke from my slumber,
Tossing and turning,
Why, I have no idea,
Chatting to those still awake,
One or two it seems,

Thoughts reminise in my head,
As the dark skies were silent,
Only words spoke,
Mind unwanting to rest,
Body unable to keep up,
Soothing music to the ears,
I lay in bed waiting to slumber again.

Me Em' : Simple Pleasures

Been tagged by Silentside. I'm never good in these things. So here goes...

My Top 10 List of Life's Simple Pleasures (In no particular order)

1. Desserts : MmmMm~ cakes, chocolate, ice cream...comfort food and one for a sugar rush. Hyper hyper!~ *boing boing*

2. Food : RawR!!~ Glorious food. I was once known as a mob of hunger people. But then again its more on a survival thing. Think about the poverty rate in other countries and how lucky we are to have food on our plates with all the nutrition we need.

3. Internet, telephone and gaming platforms : The internet and telephone as my source of communication where I am a phonecall away or a mouse away from anyone in the world. It's great just to be able to pick up the phone and ask someone how was their day. I'm basically a gamer and gaming has definately open up my imagination. It's nice to fantasize about the impossible and dream a little.

4. Family and friends : These are the most important people in my life now. Oh, that includes my lovable shih tzu Maximillian(Max for short. Dogs don't seem to respond well to long names). My family have stuck to me through thick and thin, loving me unconditionally, standing my annoying self, providing me financially with a good education and bringing me up the best as they could.

Friends are the best 'family' as well. There are those that have been with me for a long time. Practically knowing me from the inside out. I want to thank those that have not judged me, have always been there for me, listening to my rants, forgiven me for my faults, your concern and worry, and the wonderful as well as unforgettable nostalgic memories.

There are many more countless things I could list for this part but.......yeahhhh.

5. To love and be loved : What is a world without knowing love? 'Only when you learn to love, will you be loved'. Read that somewhere. This is more towards my family and friends. I love you all dearly. It is when we love we see the true person inside and could only hope for it to be mutual. I guess when your know and been on both sides it's something really beautiful. =)

6. Music : One of the best mediums to the emotional soul. It heals you and yet it can break you. Lyrical songs speak to the heart, manipulates the mind yet soothing the soul. I love music. It fills life with a theme song for every scene, every situation.

7. Drawing, Writing and Photography : My love and passion for art. It never fails to keep me happy and occupied. Also another way of expressing myself and growing with different styles. An undying love of mine. ;p

8. Hugs : Embracement that gives you a sense of security, love and relief. Puts a smile on your face on a bad day. =)

9. Reading : An ultimate source of information, communication and relation. Getting to know the world and perspective of others. Opening closed minds, presenting different sides. Another source for my imagination.

10. Walks : May it be long walks along the sceneric park and city. Observing, enjoying and thinking silently of the mundane, some elements we take for granted. Learn to appreciate them again, loving life all over again.

Sorry of it sounds crappy. Typing his with a half working brain and watching the replay of a football match.

Dandelions...

I was this little kid with baby fats at my cheeks and two ponytails,
Running on the playground fields.
Big old trees shaded the pathways, children swinging on swings and others would be on the slides.
There would be hills that look steep and sceneful then.
When I sat at the top, I lay down on the grass and stared at the blue sky.

She has this fasination with dandelions.
A white round ball, fragile and light.
With a small breeze, the tiny white fluffy umbrellas floated in the wind.
Like all her friends that dispore throughout this vast world. Never knowing what the future holds.
Holding in the overwhelming love for them, she knows they have a purpose.
For studies, a career, family and personal reasons.
They would grow to be a better person, have a good life - a path to self discovery.
Distance test the ties of friendship, the power of love and independence.

Like dandelions, the wind brings its seed to the unknown world and later placing it in a field to grow, hoping to survive.
Its endurance are tested.
How far can you go?

Football Fever...

*half opened sleepy eyes*
*drowsy mind*
*snuggling in bed*
For the first time I've watched all three matches in one day.
4 hours of sleep....and it's actually sunny outside.
Oh, joy~
I think I'm gonna do that again. Hehe...

Japan vs Croatia = 0-0
Brazil vs Australia = 2-0
Korea vs France = 1-1

Happy Father's Day

Fathers are like role models
They teach, they mould, they love and they carry you on their shoulders.
When the rain falls
He is the umbrella that shades me
My father figure
Brings me to the other side of gender
Going through the alleyways of thought
To stay away from feelings that are bought
We laugh,
We cry,
Hugs and kisses before bedtime at night,
Financial support and serious talks,
To know that one man that really loves me
By letting me see
Closest to giving me the world
His love undying at least
Advice and pre-caution is what I get when I'm out on late nights
A worrier he is
When the phone is dead
A silent concern that is never seen but felt.

A balance between guys' and girls' likings
The stereotype in between
Is something worth combining
Cars, music, football and adventureous feats
Is what I learnt from my father
My protector,
My supporter,
I wish I could give him more,
Being successful and happy is all I can give
An unconditional love by a daughter that truly miss,
The best father he could ever be.

I love you, Dad. Happy Father's Day. =)

P.S: Its an unrefined poem. Just typed what pops up in my head. But definately one from the heart =)

Simplicity...

We want everything in our lives to be simple, or rather, having the simple life. But how simple is simple?

There is something about humans that want to complicate the simplicities of life. For example, drinking a cup of water. Why think about whether the water is boiled when you can just drink it? Is it just paranoia? It's difficult to make a decision between yes or no. It's difficult to answer an objective question with four already presented answers to you.

Why is it that we overthink what we cannot change? There is a sense in wanting to solve and resolve an issue on our lives. Closing a chapter that is meant to be forgotten or being a past that could only be looked back upon. She never knew much about herself. Only that she never wanted to be the person she was before. Doing all those mistakes that she regretted, being naive and going through the ups and downs of life. Learning from them is important but would it limit us from many other possiblilities? Like...due to pre-cautions and probably past bad experiences we might not want to take any chances. Then, sometimes you get a knock on the head to snap out of it by friends, strangers and events.

Overanalyzing and overthinking then comes into play. Couped up in a cage of many options but yet not being able to choose one. We think about the far-fetched reasonings, giving benefit of the doubt and having logical explainations. Draining the emotional self and finding relieve-ness through agents of compensation. Complications are probably from circumstances and the makings of the mind. Actually I get pretty confused about myself too, as a person. Simple things are sometimes complicated to the point of frustration. But I guess it's human instincts to weigh the pros and cons and picking the best option.

Maybe we should look at every situation being individually different and no two same situations can have the same outcome. Afterall, every being has different characteristics. Take past experiences as warnings, a preparation.

She has learnt to see things in a different light compared to before, not that she is complaining. It can be simple depending on the outlook of a person one assumes but complications are hard to run away from. Can anything in life ever be that simple?

Time...

There is something about time that makes us move, that makes us stop in our tracks while everything around us is moving simultaneously. We take out a watch from our pocket, check the one on our handphones and look at the one resting on our wrist.

Tick tock, tick tock.

Time makes changes in our lives. We move from one point to another. We progress, we mature, we grow up, numbers change, and appearances are left uncertain. Sometimes she feels that time passes her by so fast, she hasn't even finished counting her fingers. A time spent with loved ones runs out reminding her that it's time to hit the books again. Then, she has to leave them making difficult and yet departing for a cause at the airport. By the time she has returned she wonders,

Would everything have shifted, missing all the occasions and special candid moments?

It would be a lie to say no. But thank goodness for the internet one would say. I won't deny that myself. At times like this, one would hope for time to be still. Just for a moment. So one can feel and sense every touch, atmosphere, smell and sound.

In a dream, a minute is about half an hour in reality. That's just my random estimation. I'm not sure myself. Nonetheless.........
She would refuse to get up with beautiful illuminant dream, but wanting and crying to break off from the chains of nightmares is a totally different issue. In nightmares, it's rather best not being dreamt of at all or fast forwarding the entire scene.

At times, itime is slow when one is at work doing overtime, a student waiting for a flight home or worried parents waiting for their children to come home from a camp trip. We'd rather have time speed up instead of going through the agony of waiting, of thinking and overcoming hardships. The future is unknown and the past remains tainted.

Why is it that we use time as a measurement, tied to our lives? A year in a relationship, ten years of friendship, 20th year anniversary, born in the year of 1994 equivalent to an age. Is it to show we would eventually out live time?

If only time could be controlled. But that would only mean chaos in the world.
I'll live with this for now.
Memories are meant to be remembered and the present is meant to be faced head on.
She will only hope for the best because for now life is just.

W.E.L.C.O.M.E

Hello all!! =)
A big WELCOME to you if you've crossed paths to this anonymous blog of mine.
I'm technically a blog reader that hardly comments and had only recently started to errr...respond in blogs?
So this is pretty random.
At the moment I'm not sure if I would stay to this blogging thing...
Nonetheless, I will try to ensure its survival.
O-K
It's starting to sound dramatic. =__=""
Bleh.

Till then, stay tuned! =)