It's *my* world... you're just in it ~!

Warning: Seriously irritating post ahead. Read at own risk.

So, you, you know I'm talking to *you*... this write up is specially for you. Good for you; you finally made it to the spotlight by earning an exclusive post by me. Here's your 15 minutes of stardom; enjoy it while it lasts.
Do you really think all that makes me up are my Facebook updates and Twitter status?

I'm far from the age of being a teenager that enjoys being pathetically emo and morbid? Just because you can't come up with something thoughtful to say doesn't mean the rest of us don't have brains. But hey, I pretty much understand one measures the other by one's own standard. So it's fine with me.

You call yourself my friend ?  Why do people have to be like this ?
Is this what being Idle has done to your brains ?Go to google.com (you know how to get there, don't you?) and search for something creative to do. Having a hobby will do you good. Just like I write for a hobby, you should do something you're good at.

You're just tempting me into thinking I'm really a big shot with all the attention you're giving me. Amused? Well then why the hell am I not thinking about you? It's because I don't give a damn! Yes, I don't really give a damn! I've better things on my mind, like, my very own life, duh.

PS: If you don't like what you see on my facebook wall..  feel free to delete yourself from my friend list ...ASAP !!


Bottom line: Dear a$$wipe, next time you decide judging me or my life through my Facebook or Twitter or Blogger, remind yourself it's better to just ask me... tee-hee!!

Welcome to my blog, *my* space... and like I said, this is my world; you're just in it ;)

Have a great day!

Hold my hand because I might disappear.............

I wonder how people can become small in the blink of an eye. Can anything ever be so big that you can just erase a person from your life like they never existed?

                                 Hold my hand because I might disappear.............

I have yet to find out what exactly goes through the mind of a person who decides to say "good bye". May be I'm too young to actually comprehend the severity of a farewell. Or may be I'm old enough to know how to let go or better yet, forgive: Forgive like there's no "good bye" in this world. You decide.

MooD : Bitter Sweet 

Now PLaying : Adele | Someone like you

Old friend, why are you so shy?

Ain't like you to hold it back or hide from the light.

Don't forget me, I beg, I remembered you say:-

"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead"

CHase Your paSSion ~

 My eyes lit up as he swayed me to the music. In a split second, I discovered the fire in me, lighting up my very existence, with dreams, new possibilities, a new flair... He held my hand softly, and I felt like a painter's masterpiece. It was how I knew arts; art always came from a place within you that was the purest. And it came to you as a gift, something that you not define, but only express, in various forms. He made me feel like a piece of art. I felt like a thousand colors, all bright and beautiful, captivating, mesmerizing, enchanting. The colors that spoke to me each day, I was one of them now; a dazzling red one moment, a soothing blue the other, gentle as white, a sophisticated pink the other, yellow with a tinge of orange like the bright sun, a seductive black, a peaceful green the other... I laughed, and the sound of my laughter broke into a thousand little pieces that he said were like music to his ears, dancing around us, making the rhythms stronger, the air more dreamy. I suddenly knew passion with innocence, the distance that came with being close, knowing yourself completely for a moment, losing yourself to someone the other.

 "The most beautiful make-up of a woman is passion."

MooD : DreaMy

NOw PLaying : Can I touch You there | Micheal BOLtOn 

BLues tO the bOne ~

Blues means what milk does to a baby....


A guy will promise you the world and give you nothin', and that's the blues.....and anybody singing the blues is in a deep pit yelling for help.


We sing the blues because our hearts have been hurt, our souls have been disturbed.


People these days have forgotten to cry the blues.... Now they talk and get lawyers and things.*smirks*

MoOD - FeeLing BLue ---> whenever I feel Blue i start breathing again ;)

NOw PLaying - Rock Me Baby|BB King/Eric Clapton/Buddy Guy/Jim Vaughn

Rock me baby, rock me all night long

Rock me baby, honey, rock me all night long

I want you to rock me baby,

like my back ain't got no bones

Roll me baby, like you roll a wagon wheel

I want you to roll me baby, like you roll a wagon wheel

Want you to roll me baby,

you don't know how it makes me feel

Rock me baby, honey, rock me slow

Yeah, rock me pretty baby, baby rock me slow

Want you to rock me baby,

till I want no more....

-- In pursuit of that perfect bOdy ~

Someone once told me that I wasn't the "whole package" because I don't have a hour glass figure and being a good person wasn't good enough... I believed him, and I actually strived to be that "whole package" ~

 

Our ancestors left us to believe that beauty lay in the eye of the beholder. I beg to differ, because they obviously were lucky enough not to have lived in the appearance-obsessed times that we live in. 

Who doesn't want to look beautiful? Every girl does. And it is her right to want to look her best. Nobody can take that away. However, the sheer commercialization of beauty, of what beauty stands for and how has the definition of beauty changed is something that is worth thinking about. 

Everywhere you look, you will be greeted with images of skinny, make up laden, airbrushed girls, clad in clothes that one can only hope to fit in. Hope. Yes, this is what these advertisements aim to create in our minds. The hope of achieving that perfect body. They lead us into believing that somehow our lives would be complete if we bought that one product which will make us look picture perfect. Does the ploy work. Yes, absolutely. Do the products work. Maybe, for some it may, for some it may not. The point is not whether the product works or not, the point is that we women have allowed ourselves to be gullied into believing the notion that being skinny is being 'perfect'.

Agreed that these things have been around forever, but since when did we become so obsessed with this phenomenon that we ourselves altered the definition of what 'beauty' stands for?I am not saying that wanting to be slim is bad, but yes, starving yourself almost to the extent that your bones start showing is unhealthy and stupid... Do it 'coz you'll feel healthy and happy~
All of us may not be natural beauties, but we all have our features which make us beautiful in our own way.
 I may not be the so called "whole package" .....cause I am a whole lot more ...**smiles**

A shout out to all my Mamacitas ..... You are beautiful. Please don't let anyone tell you differently ~

Thankful !

I choose to be thankful today. I choose it because it's the right thing to do when you are sitting comfortably in a transport vehicle with a book in your hand, almost dozing off, and an elderly lady knocks at your window from the outside, asking if you would like to buy a pen or two. I hear the driver sigh and mumble something about life being unfair; I already know it's unfair when, at an age as young as mine, I haven't seen half the troubles that lady must be seeing now when she's old and gray. How much can I help her with my limited resources? I'd rather buy something from her and keep her pride than to offer charity and crush what is still left of her self respect.

I want to find the reasons why God blesses some and leave out some. There has to be a reason, I just can't be boggled down with a 'God-is-so-unfair' and 'deal-with-it' factor! If I keep faith in God's generosity and remain thankful, He will show me the answers.

 

 

  

Dear Days ,

Thank you for being around ever so often now.
If it weren't for days like you, I wouldn't have been able to enjoy my leisure time half as much as I do now....
Its fun to have you around !
 
Love ,
Blaze. 

 MoOD - POSitive 

  NOw PLaying - STand by me |  John LenOn

When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we see
No I won't be afraid
No I won't be afraid
    Just as long as you stand, stand by me....

PS: Start writing your thank you notes too. It's a wonderful therapy for being positive! 

 

Hope lifes treating y'aLL great ~!

Toodles~

Loads of huggies n kichus·٠•●♥

letter i'll never send 2 ~

Hey you!

Outrageous. That's what I am. And I love every bit of it.

Can't strain myself more into thinking what should be written and what should not. I want to set the paper on fire with my words today. Write passionately, intensely, fervently.

Red. That's my color. The color of fire.

For every thing in life that hits me hard, I'm a go getter. My pace is slow; don't mistake it for a dying vigor. Give it your best shot. I'm gonna be the last one standing. Try me..
I'm full of life, wild and unbridled and free. I can't sit still only because you think I should. Play good music and I'll forget you. Really. You'd cease to exist.

I am polite. Don't ever tell me to be polite when I already am. I'd do the opposite, just to piss you off.I CARE but I don't need to FAKE IT like you. I like the comfort zone I live in. You're most welcome to come in and make yourself feel at home, just as long as you remember you're in my world and not the other way round. Pay respect to this place's decorum. I'd appreciate it.

I hate it when you classify me as useless or incompetent just because I don't fit into your tiny definition of being the ultimate success. There's a world outside of what you think and trust me, I'm out there and trying to live my dreams. I haven't given you the right to pass judgement on me yet. Well, you had it when I gave it to you without asking. But you lost it for being your never-happy self.

I hope you understand what I'm trying to say here.

Regards,
Warm sUnsHine.