"Soulmate"
Incompatible, it don't matter though
'cos someone's bound to hear my cry
Speak out if you do
You're not easy to find
Is it possible Mr. Loveable
Is already in my life?
Right in front of me
Or maybe you're in disguise
Who doesn't long for someone to hold
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own
If there's a soulmate for everyone
Here we are again, circles never end
How do I find the perfect fit
There's enough for everyone
But I'm still waiting in line
Who doesn't long for someone to hold
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own
If there's a soulmate for everyone
If there's a soulmate for everyone
Most relationships seem so transitory
They're all good but not the permanent one
Who doesn't long for someone to hold
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own
If there's a soulmate for everyone
Who doesn't long for someone to hold
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own
If there's a soulmate for everyone
If there's a soulmate for everyone
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
taking out the clutter
i'm suppose to be drafting a country-shaking/ life-changing speech for my principal, but as the case is i'm uninspired (yet again). rather i am unmoved. unispired or unmoved...i'm undecided. uninspired has been overused in this blog so might as well go with unmoved.
although... if my memory serves me right, when i was experiencing the topic (of the aforesaid speech), i swear, i was fighting the tears. for the reasons that i felt for them because their vulnerability was relatable on so many levels even if i've never had an identical life experience (which i'm thankful for). if i'm being honest, it was also partly because my hypochondriac tendencies were kicking in at the very mention of cancer.(forgive me if i constantly speak with so much vagueness). let's just say that i've been asked by people if i even cry, so the picture of me keeping myself together meant that the situation was really emotional even for the icyest of hearts.
nonetheless, it has been a week. a week of tedious activities that sucked the life, brawn and brainpower in me. i'm still trying to recover my wisdom as it is..haha..next in line, my creativity.perhaps writing jibberish will get me back on track and spark some inspiration, taking out the clutter will sort of bring me back to the feeling.
tomorrow ill put my thinking skills to proper use. not that i have a choice since i have a deadline. but as for now or even for tonight, let's dwell on the fact that i'm twenty four and very much single as i was twenty four years ago. or should i say less than that since i'm sure when i was an egg, there was a sperm that aimed for me... thus my conception haha..british humor. i don't even get myself (british humor...that's a laugh, but admittedly their accent is truly divine. hearing paul talk was an affirmation that i remain enamored by the british accent..teeheehee)
so yes, i'm twenty four and we are past the middle of the year. not much has changed. no new character since mr. dentist. or no character worth mentioning. let's keep our fingers crossed. i have yet to top my posts inspired by mr. dentist- which received warm reception from a few others.
as my mom's fave host says "toodles" hahaha. i so hate that gal's hosting skills..bwahahaha
so for now. toodles. (til i get my groove back)
although... if my memory serves me right, when i was experiencing the topic (of the aforesaid speech), i swear, i was fighting the tears. for the reasons that i felt for them because their vulnerability was relatable on so many levels even if i've never had an identical life experience (which i'm thankful for). if i'm being honest, it was also partly because my hypochondriac tendencies were kicking in at the very mention of cancer.(forgive me if i constantly speak with so much vagueness). let's just say that i've been asked by people if i even cry, so the picture of me keeping myself together meant that the situation was really emotional even for the icyest of hearts.
nonetheless, it has been a week. a week of tedious activities that sucked the life, brawn and brainpower in me. i'm still trying to recover my wisdom as it is..haha..next in line, my creativity.perhaps writing jibberish will get me back on track and spark some inspiration, taking out the clutter will sort of bring me back to the feeling.
tomorrow ill put my thinking skills to proper use. not that i have a choice since i have a deadline. but as for now or even for tonight, let's dwell on the fact that i'm twenty four and very much single as i was twenty four years ago. or should i say less than that since i'm sure when i was an egg, there was a sperm that aimed for me... thus my conception haha..british humor. i don't even get myself (british humor...that's a laugh, but admittedly their accent is truly divine. hearing paul talk was an affirmation that i remain enamored by the british accent..teeheehee)
so yes, i'm twenty four and we are past the middle of the year. not much has changed. no new character since mr. dentist. or no character worth mentioning. let's keep our fingers crossed. i have yet to top my posts inspired by mr. dentist- which received warm reception from a few others.
as my mom's fave host says "toodles" hahaha. i so hate that gal's hosting skills..bwahahaha
so for now. toodles. (til i get my groove back)
Saturday, July 4, 2009
wishful thinking
They say if you have vision board more or less these images will come true. well, i'm limiting my vision board with words (for now).
TRAVEL
japan.
south korea
florida, new york, washington dc.
CAREER
world reknowned travel- foodie writer/ host.
kickass pastry chef (with a famed coffee shop where people will flock through word of mouth)
entrepreneur.
philanthropist for animal welfare.
FRIVOLOUS WANTS
someone (whom i have described in detail in earlier posts)
dream home for our healthy happy and intact family (with massive pool and cabana)
succesful corporation
EVEN MORE FRIVOLOUS WANTS
one bag from every world class designer (same goes with my collection of sunglasses)
black land cruiser (for me and whichever dream car for the rest of the family.one each including brutus)
1 carat diamond studs (earrings and bracelet..laveet!)
everything my loved one desires!
in five years, i shall revisit this.
TRAVEL
greece.
italy.
japan.
south korea
florida, new york, washington dc.
CAREER
world reknowned travel- foodie writer/ host.
kickass pastry chef (with a famed coffee shop where people will flock through word of mouth)
entrepreneur.
philanthropist for animal welfare.
FRIVOLOUS WANTS
someone (whom i have described in detail in earlier posts)
dream home for our healthy happy and intact family (with massive pool and cabana)
succesful corporation
EVEN MORE FRIVOLOUS WANTS
one bag from every world class designer (same goes with my collection of sunglasses)
black land cruiser (for me and whichever dream car for the rest of the family.one each including brutus)
1 carat diamond studs (earrings and bracelet..laveet!)
everything my loved one desires!
in five years, i shall revisit this.
Relatable. [late post]
It just dawned on me, about a minute ago
That the guy i was demeaning was no different than i was months ago.
Admittedly,I was also a pathetic love sick puppy
Bombarding a guy with a series of texts
Although there was no profession of love. Thank God.
The thing is this isn't a revelation at all.
I've always been a black or white type of person when it comes to sappy matters.
One day, i'm all cold and rigid to those i have no interest on
Next thing you know, I'm uber attentive and accommodating, to those whom i fancy.
It doesn't take me years or even months or weeks to be enamored by a guy
to fall dangerously in love with a guy.
Days are enough to cultivate the feeling.
Everything happens in a jiff
like i was racing to get to the front door first.
like a fish grasping for air
i grasp for him like my life depended in it.
sick sick sick..
i really do lack safe control.
i surrender when i chose to.
this is the drawback of being too much in control.
cause when you finally let go, you simply fall into the pathetic arms of irrationality.
PATHETIC
That the guy i was demeaning was no different than i was months ago.
Admittedly,I was also a pathetic love sick puppy
Bombarding a guy with a series of texts
Although there was no profession of love. Thank God.
The thing is this isn't a revelation at all.
I've always been a black or white type of person when it comes to sappy matters.
One day, i'm all cold and rigid to those i have no interest on
Next thing you know, I'm uber attentive and accommodating, to those whom i fancy.
It doesn't take me years or even months or weeks to be enamored by a guy
to fall dangerously in love with a guy.
Days are enough to cultivate the feeling.
Everything happens in a jiff
like i was racing to get to the front door first.
like a fish grasping for air
i grasp for him like my life depended in it.
sick sick sick..
i really do lack safe control.
i surrender when i chose to.
this is the drawback of being too much in control.
cause when you finally let go, you simply fall into the pathetic arms of irrationality.
PATHETIC
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