it takes two hands to clap...

they say one should always find one that loves you more than you love him or her. i disagree. it should be one should always love themselves before they even attempt to love another. besides, what kind of relationship works when its just one party playing all the cards? it takes two hands to clap. one way communication ain't gonna make anything work. what's more of an imbalance affection for each other? don't see the point of two person together yet only one throw all the effort and time in when the other just play along. don't understand when only one speaks and the other just listen. at the beginning, it might seem like its compromising, tolerance. yes indeed, compromising and tolerance but a continuous one sided party relationship? will only drain the very energy of that person. sooner or later, even if its meant to be it will only become a waste of effort and time.

don't miss a person that is not around. miss them when they are around and let them know.
why regret when everything is gone? why cry when at the first place there is no need for tears?
it's amazing. people always say and post the whole "appreciate those around you" up everywhere yet...people tend to let the one person that is important to them slip by.

practice what you preach. don't let anyone slip by. good things don't come twice in life, what's more the one person that you know is important in your life. opportunities don't come by just like that. happiness, warmth and all is not own just by you standing there. action speaks louder than words.

bonkers boink boink!~

very much baffled by the brain of a layyydeehh. irony? i am a female myself. ahhh the mind work. the perception. the perspective. the thoughts. amazed by everything, and here i stand. an agreement to everything. i stand and i observe. i stand and i listen. but i stand with silence. exhaustion. felt like there is a need of a emergency tube attached in case of a drainage occurring.
weak i shall say. tired i shall feel. anytime, anywhere...adam lambert's "whataya want from me" will be sung. but i am no entertainer so what's the point. simple yet complicated. real yet fake. sincere yet there are still strings attached. lol!~ ohhhhhh the very drama of life. they sang 'yesterday once more', i sing 'jaded once more' and it never ends. ROFLMAO is my savior.

still an amateur...

snapshots from a video that was made. a video that urges people to break the silence of rape victims. it's a loooonnnggg waayyy to go before i'm really good at this. LOL!~

p/s: this is not the full video, just snapshots from it.
*this is an act, not a real life form of video.

epic slacker

this time around
nothing can beat the slacker
the exhaustion
the never ending rush for time
the sleepless nights
are all on the list
and all of this
is because i activated the slacker inside of me
and its taking control.

when will the slacker leave?
i need ME!~

the clown, the mime and the fool

a story read triggered the very imagination of mine. blogs visited questioned every thoughts of mine. everyone is supposedly...or i assumed (pardon me for that) to have a colorful life. people say every thing that one goes through from the moment you're awake until the moment that you shut your eyes, it's all an experience. it's all part and parcels of life that you observe, listen and learn. something that is priceless. know what i learn? this very part of my life right now, i learn that simplicity is not out of reach, it is just us who loves all the hype and drama around.

a mime. silence is his forte'. uses nothing but gestures and facial expressions to express himself. if human communication were as simple as this. if understanding between people is that easy to achieve. but what if the mime stop every movement of his? what if the mime decided that gestures and facial expressions are not sufficient enough? that silence is not always golden?

a clown indeed. one that is always smiling and bringing laughter to everyone. one that knows nothing but making people happy. balloons, tricks, jokes...whatever it takes to make the lips curved. what happens when a clown lost everything? lost every skill possessed? even he could not smile, how can he make others?



ahh this...i am nothing but this. a fool indeed. a fool that knows no boundaries. a fool that make mistakes every now and then. a fool that is oblivious to things. a fool that knows no emotions. a fool that has no identity of himself. a combination of both the clown and the mime...and the fool thought that he is at the right track. it is of the best combination ever for him to fit in. for him to express himself. for him to reveal his thoughts. all of these, nonetheless comes to nothing but the obvious truth that a fool will always be the fool.

these 3 fellas here...they are just a few roles that we play in the walk of life. sincerity is vanishing. trust? i doubt the very foundation of it. relationships? loyalty? i question every bit of it.
people say it's either you are black or white. i say, we are all living in the shades of grey. people say communication is the key to maintaining a relationship. i say communication can lead to many things that could bring distance at times. people question the behavior of one another. i think, questioning yourself will be better. people wonder why so complicated? i say...it's simple. it's just us who choose to complicate stuff.

not being bitter. not being emo. not being morbid. just being real.

it's just me...being me

i am at the verge of getting all jaded all over again. so much to do, so little time, yet so many dramas. i really don't get all of these and i am trying my level best to understand. so why can't i be understood at the same time. there are times when words uttered are real harsh but words are only harsh when the limit is touch. harsh words are of nothing but good intention to make things clear. i am of no expressive person. at times when questions are not asked, conversations are not held, messages are not sent do not represent the cold side of me. it's just me...being me. deep down inside, i do wonder. in silence, i do questioned myself "how is she? or how is he?" but i just do not utter them out. it's just me...being me. it baffles me when everyone question and yet doubt my answer. it baffles me when you do not speak of what you want or what you need, yet you expect me to know. i am of no psychic, you know? it baffles me even more when things are not asked or mentioned, i am of no knowledge and then guilt all over me. and at this point, i am so gonna break into adam lambert's "whattaya want from me" song at any given moment. ohhh all the drama...