Airwaves

You browse the aisles of Shoppers’ Drug Mart, even though you’ve picked up everything you needed. Just to finish listening to the song playing & feel that fire burning in your chest, making you slightly younger again. It wasn’t too long ago, no. You felt so naïve back then, so much has happened since.  The last line of the song escapes into the airwaves, you're back and grounded into reality. Such simple, satisfactory, silly moment of happiness. 

Then you smile to yourself in between coffee and discussion with your friend. You’re no longer seventeen, sitting at a pizza place by your house over lunch or spare period during school.  You’re actually having coffee, and discussing philosophy.

This is who you’ve become. 

Time has a strange way of playing tricks on you, no?
I wonder how it will be like in another three years. I hope I'll still do silly things such as staying the extra 2 minutes just to finish listening to a song playing....

Lemon Drop

This is my cactus. =)
Lemon Drop is his name because he is yellow by nature.
He is prickly, like the sensation of sourness
Tangy when hits your taste buds,
Or you may say he is thorny,
A symbol of his fearlessness.
He will motivate me to keep going, even if I have nothing.
(As you may see, Lemon Drop doesn't need much water).

& more importantly, his bright, yellow self will always remind me,
That there will always be future blue skies and sunny days ahead.
Lemon Drop will be my sunshine, on rainy (or snowy) days.

I promise to take care and love Lemon Drop.  =)

Checkmate

With every move you make,
I seized your pawns, knights and  rooks.
Merciless, at every attempts and compromises.
That I have been blinded by greed
Without recognizing, every move you made
Was a path cleared to let me win.

We have stalemate ourselves.

The checkered boxes have left me dizzy.

You'd let me remain queen so I can seize the king.
Or we can put every pieces back on the board,
Back like how things used to be.

Yet, this goes without saying,
I was already held captive by your checkmate 

With two pieces left standing,

I'd remain queen to a chivalrous king.

Veil of a gypsy

The gypsy surrounded by sky

Will find the mirage she made believe

A drifter, alone in crimson veil

On her own, eyes lined with darkness

In a desert of beauty, looking for stillness

Free spirited and wandering by the fire of the night

Heart worn out

Melancholy wrinkles

But she continues to drifts away,

Chasing the horizon for summer sunrise

& there she drifts away.

With nowhere to go, nowhere to stay

Love 'til you hate

Everybody will stumble, fall and break.
Everybody will cry themselves to sleep.

It is what that makes us human.

We learn from our mistakes.

You cannot understand happiness without being hurt.
You hurt the ones you love most, to learn how to love.

No, I am not justifying my actions.

I am not saying what I did was right.

What I am merely saying is that I have no excuse for my conduct. And I ought to have been more patient. Ought to have been more sensitive. My ego and sharp-tongue. My heart is blackened from anger, and spite. All in the name of ungratefulness. It is my weakness, I am filled with flaws. 

There is nobody I am disappointed with, but myself.
I am just a big twine of insecurity. & I made you bitter towards me, and just opened another door into this mess.

Shaf's Unexplainable List of Things

The following are collectible items on my wish list. =)

• A cactus 
• Starry Night by Van Gogh painting or poster
• A copy of Ingrid Michaelson's album 
• A fish in a fishbowl or a floppy eared bunny or a teddy bear hamster
• Funky pairs of earrings
• A customized mug with my favorite photo
• A t-shirt with Mraz in doodle like his album cover, and the words "We sing. We dance. We steal things."

I am still hunting for that cactus.

Subjugation & Domination

If men were angels, no government would be necessary. If angels were to govern men, neither external nor internal controls on government would be necessary. In framing a government which is to be administered by men over men, the great difficulty lies in this: you must first enable the government to control the governed; and in the next place oblige it to control itself. A dependence on the people is, no doubt, the primary control on the government; but experience has taught mankind the necessity of auxiliary precautions.   -James Madison

What if I subvert and refuse to be controlled by the government? I am on the verge of resorting to anarchism from all the systematic flaws this institution has to offer. 


Mark Wahlberg really needs to stop quoting the Federalist because all the big words are impeding my capacity to absorb simplistic concept of public law.

In layman terms:
I am screwed for the midterm tomorrow.