“I think our hearts spend most of the time in our life being broken and trying to recover.”
—Rosamund @ 2:08 a.m.
June 2010
“When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.”
—John Lennon
Sometimes I wonder if little kids have it easy. Scrapes from bike riding are the worst pain, the biggest concern is that recess isn't long enough, mommy or daddy can make anything all better, anyone of the opposite sex is yucky or has cooties, two kids of the same sex can hold hands and are just cute and nothing else, ‘good-bye’ means ‘see you tomorrow’, the worst fighting you do is over who gets the red crayon, if you hang out together one recess automatically you’re best friends forever, a valentine made of construction paper is the best gift you can give, and no one was afraid to say ‘I Love You.’
(via leilockheart)
The quiet estate.
It was 10 minutes to 3 in the morning and I couldn’t sleep. So, I plugged in my earpiece and played some folk music on my playlist. And not forgetting to light up a cigarette, of course. There I stood, staring out of my window, looking at the quiet estate, where the lights from the blocks spilled out into the dark. I looked up to the sky and tried searching for the stars but unfortunately, there weren’t any. Instead, there were blinking lights moving across the sky slowly. It was a plane.
Watching the motion of it, I took a puff of my cigarette, and started thinking about life. To my conclusion, life is indeed beautiful. Even if it gets clouded up by many awful things sometimes, we just need to close our eyes and think of the things we have and the gifts that God has given us. Then, yes, we could start to see the beauty of life. We should start taking a step back and enjoy the nature of the world.
Poof! I got out from my thoughts as I blew the smoke out of my window. Then, I watched how the elegant plane made its turn and how it slowly disappeared into the night sky. I stopped the music just so I could embrace the moment by enjoying the silence around me.
Rosamund, @ 3.07 a.m.
This love will fade soon.
Tomorrow's plan.
- Relax.
- Read The Tao of Pooh and have a cup of tea.
- Write some notes.
- Pack up my room, maybe.
- Ask someone out.
- Renew my card.
- Smoke.
ps. 道, Tao, ☯.
Today is being a bitch.
I'm feelin' goooood today :D
First of all, Happy Saturday everyone! The sky’s beautiful today. Appreciate it :D
Next, I think my heart is finally back. It has changed, it may still fear, but it’s still beating, and it’s feeling more than alive. I’m finally moving on, with a smile. I’m finally letting go. Oh yes, HAPPY FTW :D
ps. Tao of pooh sorta changed my life. It taught me many things and I’m slowly changing. If I didn’t change at all, I’d probably be drowning now.
<3
OMFG.
Honestly, I’ve been so fucking great. I was half way on letting go. Man, I really was. I almost did it this time round. But why did you fucking call me? Why, oh why, oh why? And why is it that the moment I looked at my caller ID, my heart almost fell out? Damn it! I cannot let my heart do what it wants to do this time round. No fucking way.
Okay, wait. It feels so surreal. Tell me it’s not a dream. Hey, like you finally called? So what now? Nick Jonas can finally sing?
Holiday To-Do List.
- Help God love others.
- Show my love to my parents, friends and strangers more obviously.
- Redesign my room to a hippie theme.
Get a new tattoo.- Not to wear any shoes when I go out.
- Challenge Mario Kart with Affan, and win him.
Organise a sleepover.Practise my bar chords.Get over this friendship.
