What do you know for sure??

I know that life is short, and that nothing is certain, and by the same note, somethings are certain. We go through this rollercoaster, and we have our own ways of learning, our own beliefs, and our own fallbacks. We write our own rules, and have our own expectations. I believe it's what most of us can count on, ourselves. Not what someone said, not what some actor/actress quoted. This is life, and it's started. =)

My mum once said, no matter if it's 6ft down or 8ft, or a mile, you dig your own grave. Nobody can do it for you, and you cannot do it for someone else. No matter how much you dodge, or how hard you try, or what you decide to do with your remains, you're gonna end up dead someday. So live. No matter how low you fall, live. Because it's the moments that take your breath away, the people that illuminate your life, that makes it worth living for. We do what we can, when we can. And if we can't, we can't, and nobody can fault us for that. We give, but shouldn't expect anything in return, as Shakespeare once said: Expectation is the root of all heartaches. And as a dear fren of mine once so artfully stated: Assumption is the mother of all fuckups.

Everybody goes on and on about how the next moment you might not be alive; you could get hit by a cab, or struck by lightning, or eaten by your dog/cat/hamster/fish. But seeing death, really seeing it, makes talking about it seem ridiculous. So, stop lying to yourself. Denial is a very good coping mechanism indeed, but it feels you empty on the inside. Do what you really want to do, and say what you really mean. This goes out to you, my dear fren. The pain can only cut as far as you want it to. Even when it seems like things are spiraling out of control, you can still get a grip on it. Granted that it takes a whole helluva lot of strength and courage to, but would you rather have see yourself living in misery and telling yourself lies that IT'S OK. We only get 1 shot. Make the best of it. The very next moment means the previous one has passed, and you cannot get it back. Make each one count. Or die trying~

So much to say, so little time. But you'll get the gist of it~ ;)

Look what I found?!?!

This is something that I found somewhere online, quite some time ago, and really loved. I think it was personally written, or personally stolen, I don't know. No judgement. I just love it~ ;)

How many times must the world revolve,

Before someone makes a stop in your life?

How many pieces does the jigsaw puzzle have,

To put together a portrait of your shattered heart?

How many hourglasses have been overturned,

Before broken lovers become completely familiar strangers?

How many bottomless pits must we stumble on,

For us to make a stand on our relationships?

How many voice messages must one leave,

For two to have a chat of a thousand and one nights?

How many rosy shells does it take,

To fit the whole world of a sky?

How many paper cranes must be folded,

To build a bridge for you and I?

How many sleepless nights must one spend,

To never see the light of day?

How many cans of pain will it take,

To cover up the Lovers Mural that we both created?

How many stars does it take to fit my universe,

Before I become part of your world?

How many?

But who's counting really?

Ass luck~

I am terrified of jaywalking. It's one of the few bad things I'm bad at, not because I'm blind, or that I'm not capable of running on tippytoes. I have climbed into buildings and houses and things yo mama told you not to do. But jaywalking?!?! I just have bad judgement of distance, hence my lateness. Couple that with ass luck and you have the perfect recipe to get hit by a car while crossing the road illegally. Most people jaywalk like it's breathing, effortless. Most people can tell a car's too near, or too fast to avoid, and when to take the 1st step onto the road. Me? With my bad bad estimation and murphy's luck, I would aim and walk into the nearest oncoming car. Please, for the love of me, don't make me jaywalk ok?? They invented traffic lights and crossings for a reason~~~~~~

Ignorance is bliss, no??

A conversation between a dear dear fren and my sweet sweet Robert stuck in my head, even though at that very moment I was in a "lights on, nobody's home" situation. The world would be a better place if we were all just a little bit retarded. Given the choice, what would you prefer?? To be blissfully unaware of everything, or to gather happiness from knowing and higher thinking?? I would choose the former in a heartbeat. Ignorance is bliss. BUT, I wasn't born to be a simpleton. I dissect things in my head, compartmentalize everything, and put them in little nooks and crannies. And every once in awhile, when nobody's looking, I peep into those little closets of thoughts. It ain't healthy. You know how things get mouldy and eeky when kept in cupboards for too long? I'm airing my head now, LOL. Spring-cleaning is taking place in the library that houses all your thoughts, all my thoughts, and all the thoughts we never knew we had. And yes, I think alot. I think too much, and it's my blessing, and my misery. And there is a dark side that my mind tends to lean towards, but these days... I'm seeing things in a new light. Life's too short to be stumbling around in darkness. The darkness brings about a sense of comfort that nobody can see you, and nobody knows you, and you can be anyone you want to be. You spend your time alone in the dark. But it is much easier to find your way around when there's light. You don't have to bump yourself to learn a lesson. No more bruises, 'coz we all know blueblacks ain't pretty.

And yes, I am the happiest that I have ever been :)

The List.

I've been making a list of things they don't teach you at school.

They don't teach you how to love somebody.

They don't teach you how to be famous.

They don't teach you how to be rich, or be poor.

They don't teach you how to walk away from someone you don't love any longer.

They don't teach you how to know what's going on in someone else's mind.

They don't teach you what to say to someone who's dying.

They don't teach you anything worth knowing.

Sometimes I feel... Shit, I don't know. Hollow??Mostly when I don't feel what I ought to feel, inside.Empty. That's all. Just empty. - Quoted from The Sandman series.

Was reading it again, and decided to post the quotes that kinda impacted me in some ways~ =)

Bim - Stay In My Memory.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zsELXlALTak

After all this time, this song still tugs at my heartstrings. The animation is magical, and the song just laced with melancholia. The type you listen to on a rainy day (like today), when the sky is grey and the world seems leeched of all colours.

Enjoy~ =)

From the old pages~

Dreams. We all have dreams. We dream of big fancy houses, beautiful cars, endless days of joy, or simply to be the one we love. We all dream, in desperate hope that come morning, it will all be true.

We were all born wet, naked, and hungry. And then things just got worse. We grew up.

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a gayboy scorned.

Age is not a particularly interesting subject. Anyone can get old. All you have to do is live long enough.

Sex appeal is 50% what you've got, and 50% what people THINK you've got. - Sophia Loren.

If I took all my clothes off, I wouldn't be sexy anymore. I'd just be naked. Sex appeal is about keeping something back. - J.Lo.

The greatest pleasure that one person can offer another is carnal pleasure. - Coco Chanel.

Without the truth, we're just animals.

Yes, the truth will set you free. But 1st it will piss you off.

Actors look like normal people, sometimes even better. But deep down, there is no deep down. - Shirley MacLaine in that movie where Nicole Kidman played a ditzy witch.

Hope is that thing with feathers,
That perches in the soul.
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all.

A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.

In the moment of high, we were infinite. We were Gods, we were unstoppable. We were anyone we wanted to be, we could do anything. We believed whole-heartedly. I'd like to think that in that moment, we were truly happy. =)

Time is
Too slow for those who wait,
Too swift for those who fear,
Too long for those who grieve,
Too short for those who rejoice.
But for those who love,
Time is not - Henry Van Dyke.

Nobody's really creepy from the inside. Some of them are sad, and some of them hurt, and some of them think they're the only real thing in the whole world. But they're not creepy. - Death, the comic series.

If you're going to be human, then there are a whole load of things that come with it. Eyes, a heart, days and life. It's the moments that illuminate it tough, the times you don't see when you're having them... They make the rest of it matter. - Death, the comic series.