Riding Through it All ...

They say a dream is a wish that your heart makes. Is that true? I was giving you a piggyback ride, and even if it was in my dream, my heart was pounding with joy as you were clinging onto my back so tightly. I couldn't remember where we were going, or why because I guess it didn't matter. My head only chose to remember the ride, the laughter, and the intimacy we shared, and nothing else. When I woke up with a start, I couldn't help but beam widely the whole time. It felt silly to have dreamed of such a thing, but at the same time, wasn't it magical to actually get to experience something before you even have a chance to in real life?  :)

Some say I am patient; others see me as the opposite. I guess it is hard to say I am which one. It really depends on the context we are talking about. Well, if--let's say--i were to wait for a text reply from someone, i would say "impatient" is underrated. In the worst scenario, I can lose my temper and you can virtually see smoke coming out of my ears. Admittedly, I am one of those people who keeps my phone with me almost all the time except, of course, for that short period of time in the bathroom. So it takes me seconds to run my fingers on the screen and touch the "Send" button unless the reply is a serious business that requires serious time to give a thorough thought to. To some people, especially ladies, they take forever to reply when you ask them on a movie outing. And I am not talking about movie dates! Because I believe it is understandable if they take a little longer to decide whether they should or should not go with me on a movie date for fear o

Here I am again ... WOOT WOOT ... I don't know about others but for me, I usually blog when I am sad lol, and the reason why I haven't blogged for a while is pretty much obvious--I just haven't been sad enough lol, which apparently is a good thing. Then I am sure you are probably thinking, "Ahhhh, now you must be sad, or you wouldn't be here". WROOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNG I have been--literally--in this room for 6 hours straight. SIX FREAKINGGGGGG HOURSSSSSSSS. You can imagine how bored to death I am of the whole environment. Thanks to my mobile hotspot, I am able to get access to the internet lol. Anyways, just a quick update. I got the first-ever sunglasses lol. Well, you might go, " What's the big deal?" Let me tell you--it is a huge deal! You see, for someone like me, someone short-sighted, wearing sunglasses instead of those specs is a dream. And finally my dream has come true! Now every time I drive, I wish there would be more sun l

Recently my mood swings like crazy, and it affects everything I do and everyone I meet. Well, I usually find myself making a mountain out of a small mole. You see, the thing with this mood is it somehow manages to hit the "Silent" button, and then there I go again: the crappy thoughts keep squeezing their way through into my brain. One thing leads to another and before I know it, imaginary problems with size of a mountain take form. Why do the "silent" mode and why the crappy thoughts? I don't know!!! After some time I am almost convinced that these have something to do with "superior" power? The movement of some unlucky stars into the so-called "life chart"? I know this makes little sense to you, and probably it gets you thinking, "First, Fengshui, and now THIS?" Well, I read books related to astrology and craps like that, and some even predict the kind of things and problems that might occur according to certain months because of

Whoa ... It has been almost two months since I last poured my thoughts into written words here. Well ... I don't really know what I was really up to. Too many late and tipsy nights, maybe? Anyways, I guess I only turn to you, Bloggie, when I really really cannot contain it anymore inside my chest! Yeah, IT--whatever strong, sudden and impulsive feeling that is! The truth is this is the 7th day of 2013 or more like the 8th because it's one hour past 12AM already. It is dark and cold. These last 7 days have been more torturing than usual. Yeah, at least, they eat away at those tiny little organs that keep me alive. I hate it when people call me "pathetic"! OK! Let's get this straight! I have issues, and I am not happy-go-lucky all the time. I get angry easily. I complain a lot. But for you to call my life "pathetic"? THAT IS JUST OFFENSIVE! And I take it very personally! After all, it's my life, and it's not like, any of you would go extra miles t