In Honor of Spatial Silence
i stay up all night with the stars and sleep with sunlit clouds cascading down my back.
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Monday, April 21, 2008
i could never be the one that you want

so the ex-bf (remember him? the one who said i was the worst girlfriend ever) is back after months of communication blackout. how strange. for once we were able to talk civilly to each other. no silly arguments, no weirdness, and definitely no "i hate you for making me cry." it's nice to know he's doing well and finally back in school. despite the way we ended, i guess a part of me still, and will always, care for him. he was once my best friend after all and i am not one to pretend that we never went through anything. but why now?

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i didn't feel like continuing 'you're frighteningly perfect for me' and thus wrote something else because i got bored and emotional (stupid period). how pathetic. it's only the 2nd week of summer break and already i am beginning to be bored out of my wits. i should have enrolled for summer school. oh wells, i guess this will at least give me time to start writing stories for my thesis. besides, i've already planned out my strategy: i am going to drown myself in the most depressing songs and write. i write better depressed and therefore my thesis will be a soggy-depressing-mess. great.

chase the light

The thing about smoke, a man once told her, is the seductiveness of it; the way it would escape slowly from the lips, rising in swirls before disappearing into the air. “There’s just something enchanting about it,” he had said as they sat by the beach, their shoulders kissing the other. “It’s like for that moment, you can actually see yourself breathe and there’s nothing more cooler than that.” She stared at him: at his profile darkened by shadows cast by trees, his eyes accentuated by the moonlight, his lips pressed against the white stick – pursed and ready to inhale. He was right; there was nothing cooler than watching the other breathe.

[shall not post the rest]

thank you Jimmy Eat World for depressing me enough to write.
click here and listen to 'Carry You' so we can all be depressed together.

...David Cook is just plain sexy. 'Always be my Baby' makes me fall in love.

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