It didn't work.
He just wants to be friends.
I want a husband.
On to the next.
Perhaps, Maybe not.
24.11.10
8.11.10
An update on my crush
So it seems my crush has taken a liking to my voice! Oh yeah...we've spoken. just about everyday since the first day he called me. I sincerely like him. His kooky attitude and dark humor make die of laughter. I know, I know...I'm being hella corny...but IDC, he makes me listen and teaches me so much. The only thing on my mind still is friendship. Until he helps that along.
Random
Random
19.10.10
The RECENT me
Ilove my HAIR! Knowing that this is only a fraction of me, a beautiful, strong yet soft part of me though.
Trice
Spending late nights with him
As it seems my crush has me some what smitten. Not in that gushy state. Just in that thinking stage. I think it has to do with the fact that I have never heard his voice!
Yes ladies and gents, we have only been communicating threw text. We text for hours about everything from, Metaphysics to Work out regiments.
He has my mind wondering, Not about sex or marriage-but about the possibility of his friendship. As i sit here listening to sound scapes, I wonder, do you think of me like I think of you?
Peace
Trice
Yes ladies and gents, we have only been communicating threw text. We text for hours about everything from, Metaphysics to Work out regiments.
He has my mind wondering, Not about sex or marriage-but about the possibility of his friendship. As i sit here listening to sound scapes, I wonder, do you think of me like I think of you?
Peace
Trice
31.8.10
An ode to Strength
To keep the body in good health is a duty... otherwise we shall not be able to keep our mind strong and clear.
Buddha
The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.
Mohandas Gandhi
Admiration for a quality or an art can be so strong that it deters us from striving to possess it.
Friedrich Nietzsche
He who conquers others is strong; He who conquers himself is mighty.
Lao Tzu
Buddha
The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.
Mohandas Gandhi
Admiration for a quality or an art can be so strong that it deters us from striving to possess it.
Friedrich Nietzsche
He who conquers others is strong; He who conquers himself is mighty.
Lao Tzu
This school mess is maney!
So, today i went to see my advisor and she informed that 3 out of the 4 class i added i didn't need! WTF? So you mean i spent money and time i didn't have too! ugh! I guess this is one of the pitfalls of school...but then i think of all good that is happening and i smile! Thank you God! i'm soooo blessed!
29.4.10
Look closer
Look closer.....
I sincerely didn’t want my life to be as complicated as it. Shit just happens. Then I hear a little voice inside of me saying “you and you alone are sum of actions, those preformed or abandoned.” These days I fell tricked or just sedated.
Aloof.
I’ve detached myself from my heart and head. I shut myself out to tune my soul into a place that doesn’t resemble reality. I’ve learned to wallow and I hate it. On the brink of tears damn near everyday-because I allowed myself to dream and wish of a life I wished I had-with him. Hoping that giving him my body would make him see how much I’m willing to sacrifice just to be with him. But reality comes full force, no hold barred. Laughing in non-existent. Sleep is my only solace, but then the mistakes I’ve made find my in my dreams, yelling at me for choosing a certain death over a certain freedom. The freedom of knowing your worth, knowing your status, knowing he’s holding and kissing you because he sincerely likes you-not what you have to offer. I haven’t cried in so long; I’m scared to start now. Sitting here wondering why would I risk my life for the thought of what could be?
Today-I’m sad
I sincerely didn’t want my life to be as complicated as it. Shit just happens. Then I hear a little voice inside of me saying “you and you alone are sum of actions, those preformed or abandoned.” These days I fell tricked or just sedated.
Aloof.
I’ve detached myself from my heart and head. I shut myself out to tune my soul into a place that doesn’t resemble reality. I’ve learned to wallow and I hate it. On the brink of tears damn near everyday-because I allowed myself to dream and wish of a life I wished I had-with him. Hoping that giving him my body would make him see how much I’m willing to sacrifice just to be with him. But reality comes full force, no hold barred. Laughing in non-existent. Sleep is my only solace, but then the mistakes I’ve made find my in my dreams, yelling at me for choosing a certain death over a certain freedom. The freedom of knowing your worth, knowing your status, knowing he’s holding and kissing you because he sincerely likes you-not what you have to offer. I haven’t cried in so long; I’m scared to start now. Sitting here wondering why would I risk my life for the thought of what could be?
Today-I’m sad
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