Thursday, July 28, 2011


as simple as the four-letters word,
i found love in him. and him in love.

Monday, July 25, 2011


i don't know from where i got the urge to try to listen to his music.
but i did. and i like it. am i too late?

not that i could think of

i could hear the two whispering in the thin air.
and the air passes through my thoughts as i breathe.
neither one of us is really listening
and kept on talking what's not on the menu.
assumption kills the ability to judge.
falsity comes knocking and i answer.
it has to stop. and it did.
wash the words and sleep on it.

Saturday, July 23, 2011

a letter to God

Dear God,
i have sinned.
i often go astray from your path.
i have been punished from time to time.
but do not let me drown in my own pool of sins.
do not let me suffocate in the room of evil.
lead me to You.
lead me to You.

Monday, July 18, 2011


wrapped around those fingers of endless worries.
struggling to stay above the surface and breathe.
i am disconnected.

Friday, July 15, 2011


the news feed and the timeline are flooded excessively with crappy politics cries.
it is annoying, just like the ants stuck inside your skinny jeans.
i know some people just couldn't take the story somewhere else,
but at least, learn to be more considerate.
i say yes, to the freedom of speech,
but no to the freedom of whining and complaining.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

the case of an EX

an ex is not actually your enemy.
and there's no rush to blame them for everything that happened between you and him.
your ex can be a lesson of what you really are, what you really want and what you really couldn't tolerate.
think of it as a reflection of yourself. learn from it, don't mourn it.
to regard them as an enemy means you still include him in your life when you shouldn't.
and to let him play the villain will make you think that you are always right which is obviously ridiculous.

an ex is a tragic history.
an event you wouldn't want to go through all over again.
but don't erase it. it was written in your history.
accept and deal with it.
most people went through it and they survived.
it's not the end of the world.


lost its definition long time ago.
crappy soap opera.
fighting for things you want to believe but never be able to know the naked truth.
can you really trust the truth?

Sunday, July 10, 2011

just one of those days

this is just one of those days.
you get cranky out of the pink.

this is just one of those days.
you just want to shut your mouth and hurt nobody.

this is just one of those days.
you feel what you are not supposed to feel and you are enjoying it.

this is just one of those days.
you want to blame everything but yourself.

this is just one of those days.
you have tears clouding your eyes and swear you won't let it fall.

just one of those days.


after all said and done,
things didn't really matter now.
it was an impaired debate.
an ugly conversation.
it wasn't a closure,
it was another door leading path to hatred.
i was jaded.
back then and to this moment of speaking.
so i let you be.
and i let myself free.
because i am jaded.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

not so guilty pleasure

i've got less than two months to burn the cash.
and today was one of the days.
and there was no guilt. great.

Friday, July 8, 2011

Pororo, T-rex and Henna

oh well.
the rain won't stop.
and it won't hop.
but i have spend my day today to its limit.
i have met blue penguin with thick glasses, Pororo and friends for the first time.
discovered t-rex's fossil. and broke em into pieces.
spilled henna all over my body.
played puzzle ten times.
babysitting is fun. well, at least for me.
i have stop from saying 'it's fun being a kid again' to
'gosh i wish i had daughters like them now'.
i guess, it grows as your age and maturity, accordingly.
babysitting taught me well. patience. strength. a sense of tolerance.
juggling with multi-tasking.
and yeah, it taught me to be fun again too.