Saturday, December 26, 2009
:((((((((((((((((((((((((((
Today I told my mother that I'm not going to Cambridge and I thought the decision would finally take the load off of me and she said something like, 'I'm happy and I never thought you were ready.' Where I thought I'd get assurance I'm left without a sure road to a future I want and the realization that she never really believed in me. I don't even know why I cry. This sounds like something right out of FML. We should all be laughing, really.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
for the love of life
LOVE STORY by glass-hero
when my love was gone
my heart grew fond
of this came sweet love poems
then curiousity induced
me to prod and deduce
and from this jealous love was born
sweet and jealous love valiantly fought
oh what a storm each side brought
that when true love returned both loves were but drought
and of this epic he knew nought
Thursday, September 17, 2009
anti-you
Here I am, supposed to be many things right now, but turning out to be the online shopper that I am. I die! Ew. I don't even like Rachel Zoe.
http://www.gojane.com/38089-pants-strapless-painted-floral-romper.html
http://earlgreyparty.livejournal.com/
http://www.heysugarnyc.com/
Alright, the last one isn't a clothes shop but I'm just as much food-horsey, if not more of.
Oh my wants! What's wrong with me.
I actually attribute this to stress from school. N-T-YOU, school. N-T-YOU, tests and quizzes. N-T-YOU, all the extra things replacing my zen. N-T-YOU!!!
Friday, September 11, 2009
no saccharine for this brew
No sachharine for this brew,
adults get their fix
flat
When you're all grown up
the tears you cry are not so worth
your close ones' fussing over
they're same tears you've shed
over the same mistakes,
same heartaches
To me
they're worth ten times the first tear's pain
sadder
more pathetic
less releasing
a heavier tear to shed.
Lucky, lucky, lucky,
All the things to be thankful for.
I hate having to get stronger everytime I fall.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
something to fend for
Between fight and flightis the blind man's sight and a choice that's right
Sunday, June 07, 2009
of codes and non-fiction
Can't help feeling like the world's most lopsided person, and its not just my ears I'm talking about. I remember being balanced. It was good. You've never felt tilted beyond your threshold, that all you can do is topple? Lucky you. There's a name for people like that. Bu4 dao3 weng1 (chinese). I always thought I'd be one of those people.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
ludovican
Deadlyby glass-heroSomewhere between the euphoria of new found faith and hope joy and passionsBreeds the psuedo creature ofanxietyLurks the elusive monster of despairend
