Far away, far away...

I am distracting myself from the thought of packing for tomorrow's trip. Don't judge me. I am not lazy, it's just the humidity trapped in these four walls and exhaustion from work that has left me lethargic. It does little to strain the excitement building up inside of me. I'm just about ready to burst looking at time, it's passing by too slowly! I was thinking about the beautiful sceneries and landmarks, the smell of the sea, warm salty breeze of the Atlantic blowing my way....

Just like Ingrid croons in her song Far Away. <3

Hmmmm.

:) It'll be perfect admiring God's natural beauty.

Wrinkle

Drop the sandbags
Remove the dirt
A crisp blank white paper
Waiting to be filled

Sow the sunflower seeds
Write me wonderful things
Of beautiful places and feelings
To come.

Forget the sunsets,
Remember every sunrise.
Drown the coffee in a sink
And sip the lemon tea

The sweetness of commencement
Is at the tip of your tongue

Sheepishly

To the guy who mustered every confidence he had...
:) It has been an amazing one year.
The rough patches made it real.
The memories are worth a lifetime.

You keep me grounded like gravity,
And you've always been there for me.

You're my ray of sunshine on a cloudy day,
The ketchup to my fries,
Toothpaste to my toothbrush

Chocolate chips to my cookies,
Macaroni to my cheese,
And together, we're like peanut butter and banana sandwich
Or salt and pepper.

I love you llama. <3

P.S. Below is my favorite photo of you. So manly, handsome and sexy...no?

Be grateful.

I have CityNews 24 on TV and scrolling through facebook slightly amused at paranoia and funny statuses. Tonnes of political jokes about the 5.0 magnitude earthquake that occurred hours ago. My two favorites being:

"Crap. Its the darn french again trying to seperate... Thats what the earth quake was about. A bunch of frenchies with their jackhammers at the border of quebec trying to seperate 'emselves from main land.."

"it had to be the protesters for the G20 that was going down the street. Now if we put them together must be an ugly scene of the tanks running over the protesters down the street...."

I was parked in a car, after my job interview moments when it happened. Okay well, I was on the passenger side so I was consciously praying that I wasn't heavy enough to tip the car over. I felt the car moving left and right, and I thought it was just the wind at first...it could've been a wind. That was until I heard the radio announcing about an earthquake. What happened after? Being the facebook addict that I am, I just had to update my facebook status, of course!...And I thought about getting out of the car, until it stopped.

Thank God there were no reports of structural damages or major injuries. I have always known Southeastern Ontario to be prone to hurricanes and tornadoes once a while. But I had no idea that we are close to a fault line. Regardless, I take this as a reminder of God's creation, that anything is possible, and I am thankful to Him that no harm was done.

On the other hand, after the interview this afternoon, I got a phone call from the employer an hour ago. And I am employed as a Sales Associate at a home decor/furniture company! My first ever paying job!

I guess today is the day to be grateful. For my existence, safety, health and everything good that has come my way. Alhamdulilah.

Somethings are meant to be.

Sometimes, we purposely dispose certain things in life thinking it was for the better. We give up on the greener grasses, thinking it is gone. It may maim us. It may seem foolish. But sometimes, we see no end to a fall, unless we terminate it. But sometime after, we may start realizing our strengths. Perhaps the control was gained from giving up on the loss. Perhaps it was the change, that forced us to find something about ourselves we never knew.

But things will never be the same.

The same, as life was, before our decision to dispose of what we thought was for the better.

We will reminisce the beauty in once upon a memory. We may wonder away at what life may be had things been much different. We may regret and want to turn back time. Or we may be happy to have figured out that we made through life on our own

The fate that lies in the future. Whether it be that we regret or not, lies within weighing the factor of disposal. Some things are meant to be kept and some things are meant to be broken.

Funny thing is, sometimes, we surprise ourselves by holding on too.

Porcelain

In this gallery of regret
Spin the porcelain memory
Unbreak, the broken pride you swallowed
Because nobody knows

See through me like glass
Pick up the pieces
Of red cherry passion so fragile
With your blinded eyes closed

Unravel your chained heart
And take me to places
We'll blow away every disaster
And start believing in something else
From this stained sweet promise becoming bitter

Because nobody knows
Because nobody will know
With blinded eyes closed

Solace

Concrete steps and mint chip ice-cream
Warm nights simmer my skin to heat
Starlit, but shy was the ceiling above
Crickets humming away distinctly.

Unsteadily heart, beats both fast then slowly

The street lamps glow amber and fiery lit

Mellowly a voice, gently whispers distantly
A secret shattering laughter that drifts so closely

In this sleepless night
Among lurking silhouettes

Embracing the other side of me