Last thursday, I have felt SOOOooo down in the dumps... thinking about how routine my job is, thinking about this guy who has been really messing with my mind... thinking about the upcoming 10 year-high school reunion we're gonna have... thinking about how my life has changed in the past 10 years.... the stress, the problems... etc.. etc....
I text messaged my best friend about all this and she replied with a high positive energy thursday night. So.... i thought to myself... you know what, she's right. I create my own problems, i have to look at the greener side of the fence. I have great friends whom I recently went on a weekend getaway with last week, at least I have a job, I have my health, I'm surrounded by great food and great people.
So, thursday night, I slept thinking that I should wake up with a better outlook on life. Lo and behold, Friday morning, no matter how stressed out I was about this guy and no matter how I had to drag my feet to get to work.... I had on a smile on my face and happy thoughts in my head.
I had a great Friday.
Saturday.... I still had positivity... I had a great day with my sister, too.
Sunday... I'm still thinking positive and I still have a smile on my face. Putting a smile makes me feel like I've lifted a ton off my shoulders!
POSITIVITY!!! I LOVE it!!!
To hell with stress! To hell with denials and untruthfulness!! I'm thinking about ME! It's ME time! ^_^
To my girls whom I went on a weekend getaway with, I luv ya! Thanks for easing my stress away with our super hot nature walk around the park that seems to have been forgotten by the government. Thanks for the late-night talks and making me realize my mistakes.
Here's what i learned:
A mini-vacation (or not so mini) is NOT about WHERE you go... it's about WHO you're going with. ^_^ and my girls are the best ones to go on a mini trip with!
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Who Cares?
Other people don't know
What I feel for you inside
They can't even try to fathom
The burning cessation in my heart.
Who cares about them?
They are neither you nor me
What matters most is us
What matters most is us!
She can't possibly feel
The way I feel for you
She can't give you
What I can give you
I'd give you the world
If you let me
I'd give you my heart
If you'd only accept it.
Who cares about the other guys?
Younger or older
I certainly don't
When I have you beside me
Other guys can't make me smile
The way you do
They can't make my heart beat
Faster and slower at the same time
Who cares about what other people think
When all I care about is you?
Who cares about what I feel?
...certainly, it's not you...
What I feel for you inside
They can't even try to fathom
The burning cessation in my heart.
Who cares about them?
They are neither you nor me
What matters most is us
What matters most is us!
She can't possibly feel
The way I feel for you
She can't give you
What I can give you
I'd give you the world
If you let me
I'd give you my heart
If you'd only accept it.
Who cares about the other guys?
Younger or older
I certainly don't
When I have you beside me
Other guys can't make me smile
The way you do
They can't make my heart beat
Faster and slower at the same time
Who cares about what other people think
When all I care about is you?
Who cares about what I feel?
...certainly, it's not you...
Monday, September 20, 2010
Impossibility
This is it...
I've fallen into something
I couldn't get myself out of.
There's no looking back
I'd be lying to myself
If I say, I'd never like you.
I might just be stuck in a coma
And dreaming this whole thing up
But my heart can't lie, I've fallen for you.
Here I go again
With unrequited love
Why do I keep punishing myself?
Falling for someone who can't be for me
Forcing something to happen
When it's an impossibility.
At night, my eyes burn
With tears of longing to be in your arms
At night, I close my eyes and dream
Dream about the impossibility
That I could ever be for you
I hurt knowing the truth.
You push me away
Yet I keep hurting myself
Trying to hold on to the sharp end of the knife.
My demented heart, it beats for you
But you just let me be
Ignoring the fact that there could be
...a possibility...
I've fallen into something
I couldn't get myself out of.
There's no looking back
I'd be lying to myself
If I say, I'd never like you.
I might just be stuck in a coma
And dreaming this whole thing up
But my heart can't lie, I've fallen for you.
Here I go again
With unrequited love
Why do I keep punishing myself?
Falling for someone who can't be for me
Forcing something to happen
When it's an impossibility.
At night, my eyes burn
With tears of longing to be in your arms
At night, I close my eyes and dream
Dream about the impossibility
That I could ever be for you
I hurt knowing the truth.
You push me away
Yet I keep hurting myself
Trying to hold on to the sharp end of the knife.
My demented heart, it beats for you
But you just let me be
Ignoring the fact that there could be
...a possibility...
Sunday, September 19, 2010
What Is Love?
Earlier today while sitting idly at a Thai restaurant with friends and family waiting for our food to come to our table, my eyes happen to set upon an elderly couple. To some people, they may just be some random couple. But my eyes, glazed with unrequited love, saw something else.
The elderly couple was tenderly holding each others hands as the man, with the feeble steps of age, led the strikingly charming woman towards the glass doors of the restaurant. They smiled at each other when the man couldn't open the door and the waitress had to open it for them. Their eyes sparkle when they meet each other's gaze and the man softly puts his wife's small hand into both of his as they slowly walk hand in hand into the restaurant.
That, to me, is true love. Love tested by age, experiences, trials and tribulations. Love which, no matter how long they've been together, flames never die.
I tweeted about this, too. About how nothing makes my heart happier than seeing an old couple doing the smallest thing like holding hands but with a lot of love in their hearts that reflect in both their eyes.
I wish upon wish and I hope upon hope that someday, I find someone who will be with me for the rest of my life, through ups and downs, through smiles and frowns. I want to find that special someone who will count every wrinkle and every gray hair with me and still would be able to tell me, "you're the most beautiful and special woman I've ever met".
Forgive me for being a sap, a hopeless romantic.... but right now, my eyes are glazed over with unrequited love because stupid cupid couldn't hit him with his arrow.
The elderly couple was tenderly holding each others hands as the man, with the feeble steps of age, led the strikingly charming woman towards the glass doors of the restaurant. They smiled at each other when the man couldn't open the door and the waitress had to open it for them. Their eyes sparkle when they meet each other's gaze and the man softly puts his wife's small hand into both of his as they slowly walk hand in hand into the restaurant.
That, to me, is true love. Love tested by age, experiences, trials and tribulations. Love which, no matter how long they've been together, flames never die.
I tweeted about this, too. About how nothing makes my heart happier than seeing an old couple doing the smallest thing like holding hands but with a lot of love in their hearts that reflect in both their eyes.
I wish upon wish and I hope upon hope that someday, I find someone who will be with me for the rest of my life, through ups and downs, through smiles and frowns. I want to find that special someone who will count every wrinkle and every gray hair with me and still would be able to tell me, "you're the most beautiful and special woman I've ever met".
Forgive me for being a sap, a hopeless romantic.... but right now, my eyes are glazed over with unrequited love because stupid cupid couldn't hit him with his arrow.
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