Why will you not unfold yourself to me?

Dear you,

It has been raining since we last met.

As though the heavens know

that my heart is adrift.

To find a soul so beautiful,

and not being able to be yours,

when all I want is for you to be mine.

Nothing in this moment could be as excruciatingly painful.

Maybe in time I have become wary and worn of the games of the heart.

And I shan't partake in giving similar doubts and aches to another.

..hoping one day to be treated equally.

You; are the first I knew exactly - "it's you"

I want nothing more than to shout it to the world that you're my person.

I want nothing more than to be close to you, even if it's not to hold you.

To give you all the love in my heart.

To everyday, paint a smile on your face as you do mine effortlessly.

To be your comfort place.

To be everything you need.

..but for now, this burning love will just set ablaze in my heart.

Burning only myself in the wait, 

as periodic tears puts it out,

I hope you'll come to see and feel as I do you 

before my fire turns to coal.

For now, pretence should be my best of friend.

To wear a mask that conceals my passion for you - until a time you unfold yourself to me.

Dear self, take heart. 

Ducks.

  

Superheroes Art.

Masterball.

I miss the times we talk.

I love the way you make me smile.

I miss your voice.

I love your expressions.

I miss your smiles.

I love your laugh.

I miss those eyes.

I love when you look so deep into my eyes with yours.

I miss your musical stories.

I love how your beats make me dance inside out.

I miss your words.

They spear straight through my heart carrying love.

I miss your kindness, the way you make me heart spin.

Thank you for everything.

Read my lips, and kiss me quick.

I shall use a masterball on you too. 

I don't want to miss a thing.

My symphony.

To live content with small means,

to seek elegance rather than luxury,

and refinement rather than fashion,

to be worthy, not respectable,

and wealthy not rich,

to listen to stars and birds, 

babes and sages with open heart

to study hard, to think quietly,

act frankly, talk gently,

await occasions, hurry never in

in a word, to let the spiritual,

unbidden and unconscious,

grow up through the common...

-this is my symphony.

William Ellery Channing

Even when you feel ugly or depressed or guilty or ashamed, there is an inner spark in you which is light. This light is your beauty. This light is your reflection of God. You are a child of God, thus you are beautiful.

Meet me there.

Today's the day.
The final countdown.
Hibernation here I come!

Oh dear mirror of mine.
I'm sorry for I might have to leave you awhile.
In time, In time. You'll be mine again.
As of today and now,
It's you and me tonight.

IWY.

Laptop Laptop on my floor,

Show me the mirror I want of all.

Gleeful.

It's all about her her her her her
It's all about me me me me me
We don't give a dang dang dang dang dang
For nobody dy dy dy dy dy...

Well, this morning I was abruptly woken up by a call (which I'm actually thankful for). I usually would get cranky in such occasions as it is hard to sleep and when I do, I get an "early" alarm to wake me up. But, that's aside from it. I'm actually grateful to that call. It did wake me up and reminded me of my stomachache. However, it did made me aware of an important matter.

I heard screams!

Well actually squeaks. Or at least the sound hedgehogs make when they're crying or in distress.
Yes. It was both horrifying and yet magnifying.
Horrid; in the sense that I saw the husband-hog eating one of the baby!
Magnifying; because I became a midwife (for awhile) and also saved the rest of the litter.

I was wonder what on earth Manson boy was eating. It went *crunch crunch crunch crunch crunch*
I went to have a look at them and to my horror, it was something RED and wet. Monroe girl was there also, witnessing it - or rather at that moment I thought they were snatching food or something. Then I realised that it was HER BABY!

Immediately seperating them, then I put mummy-hog into another container. But she seemed worried and tried to get out. Searching under the cloth inside and scratching the bottom of it. I knew she was looking for something (her babies)! I guess it's just motherly instinct that you know another mother's in distress/ worrying.

I let her back into the previous container, and "jailed" Manson. Monroe landed, and straight went hunting.
Initially she couldn't find them and starting crying/whimpering. I think she was calling for them. Thank GOD one of them responded. And I immediately spotted them!
She held on to one, afraid I was going to take the baby away. I scooped her out along with the baby in her mouth, as well as the other kid laying in the wet bed of bloody newspapers.

So this is them and mommy at the side.
One has darker skin tone (right side), I'm guessing whether it could be a S&P.
But anyways,

To my dear grandchildren,

H A P P Y B I R T H D A Y ! 

You're loved always; me!

And for more pictures, you may click here.

(And I'll admit, it is poor parenting of me to put them two together. Well, I really couldn't tell if she had one too many meals or was just pregnant. And that caused her her baby. :'( Sorry Monroe baby! )

A sad sad happy song.

If there's doubts about me.
Ask me.
If I don't answer,
ask again and countless times over until I do.

Now that's just me and myself.

I know what must be bugging your mind.
I know and I would love to explain it.
Only to you.
But do ask me in person this.
I want you to be there when the tears fall.


Until then, ciggy(s) are my best buds now.
For it's the closest to being you.

Piano love.

Love is like playing the piano.

First you must learn to play by the rules, 

then you must forget the rules and play from your heart.

3 things.

In a relationship I only want 3 things; 

Eyes that won’t cry, 

Lips that won’t lie and 

Love that won’t die.
❤

Room love.

Well if you're wondering what this is, it is actually my room wall! (:

Spot my lovely precious Avril bandana! 

♥ Organized Chaos! ♥

See here now my plushies! 

So here is the full view of my wall. 

Give yourself a big big clap! You've just seen part of the ONE wall of my room. 

Also many thanks to my biggie teddypoo for helping me with the pictures! ...and and and with all the rearrangements of things in the room, and all the clearing of nasty dust-bunnies!

So............... Thanks Teddypoo !! ♥

TeeHee!

Cheers! (:

Slap and Tickle Ticket.

Mistakes and errors.
It humanized you, and made you vulnerable.
Now people can relate to you.

10.10.10,
3 things of the same.
No more closure of myself to any of you.
I'll just be anonymous and speak my mind to you.
Because all I am is just a lie which you thought were true.

True or false, you and I shall never know.
Maybe to me I will know.
Then I will know.

Thank you!

....as of counting, it's 335 wishes from midnight until now!
Really happy seeing all those messages and wishes.
All the smses, facebook posts, and inbox messages, even phone calls!
Gosh, I feel so loved! Never really expected so many! ...and am happy and grateful of them!
Thank you!

Another Year Strikes Again

My first post for the first day of the New Year [ 2010 ]

(hopefully this year I'd write more here. *chuckles*)

So anyway, a quote just suddenly POP-ed to my head.

"You Reap What You Sow "

So go figure;

I believe it's true that "What goes around, comes around", really.

So this year (and well not only this year),

I'll sow good hoping to reap some goodness in return too. ((:

We'll see when's my next post, so til then, I shall bid you farewell.

Cheers (:

God Bless ((: