A Little Story

Putting this random pop-up-in-my-mind into words whilst wandering in the office, getting first month pay upon doing nothing other than playing flash games, surfing online news, taking nap etc... :) So, she starts creating story :

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I was in the youth-age group, a young teenager. I thought I was starting to fall for a two year older 'man'. We were always together, we took every opportunity we could to be together. My relationship to him remained unknown, undisclosed, unrevealed. Friendship? I supposed friendship would last longer than a boy girl relationship because the former would always be there for you. But he was not my friend as we didn't seem to catch up lately, not even a hi bye. His mistress? He was not even married, at least no engagement ring is found in his index finger.

Being straightforward about your feelings sometimes can be stupid and get you into troubles. There is where I stand right now. Dilemma. I have been striving for a relationship where both of us can be honest, neither possessive nor obsessive. Best friends aka trusted friends often transform into tricky creatures when the feeling of romance blossoms.

We took too much, too soon and therefore we ended up with nothing appearing. And now we are on the paths we see it as logic and sound, the road which is not taken remains untouched by our footprints.

If given a chance to be the editor of this little story, I would like to pay a kiss of farewell out of courtesy on your cheek. The one and only kiss that symbolises the end of eternity.

The Notebook

Halfway through reading 'The Notebook' upon watching the movie. Can really see what is going on, almost like in real life. The story line remained unchanged, more details are added, it does not add a limit to imagination, the sky is the limit.

The romantics would call this a love story, the cynics would call it a pathetic one.

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In his last letter to Allie, Noah wrote:

In some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I will smile at you with joy, and remember how we spent a summer beneath the tress, learning from each other and growing in love. And maybe, for a brief moment, you'll feel it too, and you'll smile back, and savor the memories we will always share together.


In Allie's notebook:

We have lived a lifetime most couples never know, and yet, when I look at you, I am frightened by the knowledge that all this will be ending soon. I see your tears and I worry more about you than I do about me, because I fear the pain I know you will go through. There are no words to express my sorrow for this, and I am at a loss for words. And perhaps, just perhaps, we will find a way to be together again.


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Will want to finish reading them in 3 days time (if still not being assigned work station :( )

Bubbly Bubble

Leah in somebody else s hairband :)
Yeah... rest day tomorrow

How Love is Spelt

Says Blair Waldorf,

''3 words, 8 letters, say it, and I'm yours''

I hear about confession of love, about quotes showing affection, but I don't hear anyone saying convincingly,

''I cant find words to tell how much I love you
and so I let love go unspoken, let affection go unexpressed''

Simply, love can be as easy as reading A to Z out loud. Now, try it the other way round. Could it be any more difficult?

So, love isn't just love in substance anymore

Says Leah,

''Love is not blind, love sees love minds
but sometimes love chooses to continue go down lie path''

p/s:
* Ain't St. Valentine, just a random thought, totally random...hehe
** Labels for this post: Life imagination + Bliss

Post written today 15th August 2010, will get it published when one day the bliss of love comes and knocks on her door

Hopefully it isn't far from now :)