He woke me up in the A.M , that’s the kickoff of my day. He came to my house today, when I am still with my PJ’s on and still haven’t had my shower and I look like a loathsome crap. Did some of his college works at my place. Spent the whole day with me, and crack up Fareez and Nina. Watch movies at home, and I kinda enjoyed agitating him while he’s at it. Had dinner with him and his friends, and my two siblings, and it was content. My whole day was content. Fullstop.
The felicity I have when I’m with him it’s like no other. He daze me just by doing nothing. Problem is, he’s always up to something, so that makes him more and more amazing. I’m charmed, by my own boyfriend.
It’s 1:34 a.m, I can’t sleep and I feel like I’ve been thrown in hell, when an hour and a half ago, I felt like I’m on top of heaven. Tad bit of exxegeration there. But some people are just capable of making me feel those kinds of odd stuff.
I fucking hate my boyfriend, for making me feel this way.
I’m just kidding. I love him with every fragments of my heart.
1:50 am • 10 April 2011
For you I’d risk it all,
Hello readers !
For those who are steadily on my blog, (not like that is something wrong with it) i bet you guys have realized that the most common word used in my blog is “tired” or somthin like dat. I am a very weary person, I drop fast. I wonder if my mitochondria needs help in there.
School, today is err, may as well not talk about it. I am sucking in every subject every now and then. Kinda freaks me out, really. I’ve never seen anything more good-looking than my Physics grades -.-
Sketching to take yoga and pilate class, im learning to meditate for the mean time, but I don’t seem to make any good progress. I’d really like to empty my mind. If such thing is even possible ?
My life is fine, all good, all perfect, just tiring, especially these few weeks, maybe my hormones are unbalanced and goin nuts !@
and somebody from the future should really tame down the time now. It’s crazy fast. Is the world moving like a bat flying out from hell? Or am I the only one whose going through this ? Oh my god people. It’s April already !
We’re so fucked up people! Before you knew it, we’re gonna realized that we’re in a grave, sleeping with some parasites and the angels with spikes and a bazooka drowning you down to the earth’s core.
But that’s not what I am worried about for the mean time.
9:30 pm • 4 April 2011
Clare: It’s hard being left behind. I wait for Henry, not knowing where he is, wondering if he’s okay. It’s hard to be the one who stays.
I keep myself busy. Time goes faster that way. I go to sleep alone, and wake up alone. I take walks. I work under the snow all winter, everything seems simple until you think about it. Why is love intensified by absence ?
Long ago, men went to sea, and women waited for them, standing on the edge of the water, scanning the horizon for the tiny ship. Now, I wait for Henry. He vanishes unwillingly, without warning. I wait for him. Each moment that I wait, feels like a year, an eternity. Each moment is as slow and transparent as glass. Through each moment, I can see infinite moments lined up, waiting. Why has he go to where I cannot follow ?
adapted from “The Time Travelers Wife”
9:00 pm • 2 April 2011 • 1 note
Let’s just pray, I’ll be alright in the morning. My vulnerable mind is alive. I was in bed a few minutes ago and here I am, leg zigzagged. On my armchair. Truth be truth, I’m burned out, with myself. I am overstrain at night. My thoughts go savage, it feels like rockstars banging guitars in my head. Chances are, I’m up till the crack of dawn.
*Finally. I’m sleepy now. Goodnight freaks.
2:11 am • 1 April 2011
My eyes look like an oversize red m&m candy. At the same time, I feel like Medusa.
11:41 pm • 30 March 2011