Sunday, November 27, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Deter,
Choice of the ending.
What bad shall also end.
Or choice of continuing.
Do I have determination?
Or motivation?
Both?
One or the other?
Or none at all.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Records show,
then why is the present not reflecting the past.
why are we setting fire to the rain.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Friday, June 10, 2011
Flowing with insane fire,
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Fake,
When smiles are so big, when happiness is just plainly just in the smile,
the fire inside burns brightest,
the fire to burn,
from inside to the outside,
slowly
kept in.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Graduation day,
Invited was the people I cared most about.
Well, except the parentals.
So a chapter of my life has come to an end.
But there shall be a next continuing chapter.
I wonder what the future has in store for me.
I crave the freedom that lies ahead of me.
The success that comes along after that.
The achievements.
And the pay offs.
Years from today, I sorta wonder who and how I'd be.
Would my best friend now still be my best friend then?
Or...
Would the people that matter now still matter later on?
I've got no idea.
But hey,
moving forward may be scary,
but going back is comparable to death.
Childhood.
Adolescence.
Adulthood.
Metamorphosis.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
Proposal,
Or have kids.
And I'd only get married just to get married.
And wear the dress.
And go on a honeymoon.
But I think,
I'll say yes to the love only if,
love proposes with a darling snake ring.
Daring.
Love.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Leighton Meester & Mike Frieman of Check in the Dark - "The Stand In" (C...
LYRICS:
i saw an angel night before last
they come from kentucky, who'd have thought that?
she had a smile, it was so genuinely kind
sorta make you feel like you're sipping on some fine red wine
she rendered me speechless, well she rendered me still
she had me feeling like the fool on the hill
she said she's taken but i don't believe
that she could be meant for anybody but me
angels come from kentucky i guess
sweet sweet girl you made my head a mess
you got me locked out here, dancing in the rain
drunk with the thought of your smiling face
i know you are an angel and it can not be
but what if it was you and what if it was me
and...what if 600 years ago, you were juliet and I was...
well you know how that story goes....
so what if its a puzzle and you're the only piece the only jig to make my saw complete
what if i go stumbling for the rest of my days because i am a cripple and you were my cane oh no....
angels come from kentucky i guess
sweet sweet girl you made my head a mess
you got me locked out here, dancing in the rain
drunk with the thought of your smiling face
i know you are an angel and it can not be
but what if it was you and what if it was me
and...what if 600 years ago, you were juliet and I was...
well you know how that story goes....
Friday, May 13, 2011
OPEN SPACE
http://blog.sfmoma.org/2011/05/henry-urbach-on-tobias-wong/
"Charismatic? Absolutely. But perhaps something more than that: this project was an act of love. It was fueled by loss and regret and admiration — an obstinate, urgent commitment to honor and sustain. In museum galleries, the charismatic and bureaucratic will, ideally, find homeostasis or at least a delicate balance. But not always. Doesn’t love, after all, owe more to madness than reason?"
Saturday, May 7, 2011
I'm willing to take the risk,
What if I lose my heart and fail the climb?
I won't forgive me if I give up trying,."
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Ahead,
It results in nothing.
Just ahead.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Shake up.
or back to reality.
For I cannot tell one from the other.
When spacing out,
am I looking out to reality or
is it just a dream/thought.
I don't know.
Fuck.
My brain.
Ugh.
Back to blank-mode.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Keep,
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Lately,
I don't know.
Just going to take it all in and enjoy every moment of this while it lasts.
You make me anxious.
Excited.
You make me smile on the inside.
I like you.
Fuck my life.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Interesting days.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Ahead of time,
- JA teaching
- Send in SFSU housing app asap!
- Ahill Fantastics 3/18
- Accel orientation 3/23
- Send in the 'yes' for SFSU 4/1
- Class schedules are out 4/1
- No school 4/8
- SF orientation date (choose classes) 4/9
- Alex's 20th. 4/15
- Prom 4/16
- Ahill graduation 5/25 (?)
- Graduation 5/27
- Start work again @ Mountain View Pharmaceuticals
- Best's 17th birthday
- My 18th birthday
- I have absolutely no idea.
- 4th of July 7/4
- Move in date for SFSU! 8/17
- First day of Fall Semester @ SFSU 8/23
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
Drizzlin',
pouring.
misty.
drenching.
rain.
valentine's week.
Cuddling only feels natural only when its with you, you douchebag/asshole/jerk/darling/sugga.
Good natural, passionate sexual chemistry we goin' on between us baby.
But I'm the 'other' girl. Only the other girl.
Getting over. Forgetting about J. Not a bad process you know? I didn't lose anything. We had nothing. Or so it seems(ed).
I was losing my mind over a tiny error. You got another babe, glad you're happy.
I got my mind set straight. You were just a fling. I'll put it that way. It wasn't real. But thanks boy, for making me believe that it was though. Looking back, it was just a show, a front, a game, a lie, something other than the truth.
Why did you do that.
Was it because I always paid for everything?
Money was never an issue to me boy, sucks that it was to you.
But hey, good luck to you and your life.
I hope you find a light somewhere at the end of the tunnel. You were great for a bit.
Back to my life,
School is good.
Girls are good.
Cash is good.
Loving the colors and styles set for springtime.
Life is swell.
Can't wait for prom.
No prom date yet.
The only bad thing- no consistency, no stability.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Repetitive.
I just wanted something stable.
Constant.
Instead I got the same ol' same ol'.
Not that great of an ending.
I think we should've just left it how it was 4 years ago.
I rather check in and out.
Why did you have to let me like you like how I did.
And maybe still do.
And now, why did I make you hate me.
Why did you have to make things bigger than they actually are.
Words especially.
Why didn't you just let me be.
Who's brightass idea was it to make me happy in the first place.
Then take it away.
Smart.
Friday, January 21, 2011
Dis,
People don't change.
Disappointment.
I really do like you boy, but you never fail to disappoint me.
You never fail to make me smile.
You never fail to amuse me.
And you never fail to disappoint.
I'm playing tug-a-war with my decisions now.