crayoned thoughts

This is fun. Two of my close friends, Y and M, and I are having this daily chat. Recently, M pops a miss-universe-like-question to us just to stir up our minds. And I enjoyed every bit of it because I just love that type of conversations. And here’s M’s miss-U-question yesterday… “If You Could Do One Thing For Free For The Rest Of Your Life, What Would It Be?” Good question, right? And without a second, I already have my miss-U-answer in thoughts. “To be of service to the less fortunate people, to educate, to give home and care, ALL for free for the rest of my life”. Bang! But that sounds heavy and dramatic. And I have this tendency to stay away from those. Though, hearing the same answer from Y and M did not sound heavy and dramatic at all. Anyway, so I gave a different answer. Trying to be witty, I exclaimed, “free hugs!” and did a good laugh. But then as we talked, I realized that I did like my "free hugs" answer. Conceited much? Hehe. I like it because it’s ...

Meet In-in. Well, I don't know her and neither does she know me. Haha. I just saw her in facebook; thus know her name. Here she is… She’s a beauty, right? Those dreadlocks, the coolest I’ve seen. Super cool, I wanna have one!  I really find her pretty. The photo is good, I get that. Had this been captured in a low quality camera, the output would not be the same. Maybe. But beyond that, this captures that distinct charisma of her, that i-totally-rocked attitude which you will know by just staring at her.  I’ve read that she surfs too. Can I be like her, even just for a year? Minus the smoke. I’ve also read that she smokes. I don’t want that. Though I don't mind her or someone else smokes. We have to respect individual preferences and lifestyle, right? More of her here  http://tinyurl.com/6n927e3 This is just one of those passing times when you see someone so cool that you wish you'd be like him or her. Again, it’s...

Wish I could put these thoughts in rhymes and riddles. But metamorphic words seem to dissipate in space as well. Can I lose in space with you? Even in just a minute?  Though a second wouldn't hurt. I think a second in space is like a lifetime equivalent with you. And I wonder how it would feel then.  How it's gonna be... You… me… Now I’m lost.

“Lately, things have been confusing. You seem to be interested now. You seem to be showing me that somehow a little amount of light can spark something between us. Just when I decided that I would move on, move away from you, forget all of these illusions of me and you, you come flashing with all of those things that made me fall for you. Please don’t smile at me like you’ve won my heart. Please don’t look at me like you’ve known my soul. Please don’t talk to me like you’ve had me. Please... not anymore. I don’t want to let my heart be opened again. It hurts realizing that this may just be a byproduct of the gentle and kind you. This may just be a spin-off of your charm. Please, spare me now. I don’t want it. I don’t want you anymore.” ---- Speaking these thoughts in her behalf… But... the love that we cannot have is the one that lasts the longest, hurts the deepest, feels the strongest, and sometimes having a hard time letting go of.

Everyday I love him. I love to see that childlike face. I love to be swept away by that childlike charm. From his looks, his dewy-eyed innocence, to his expressions. He is so child-alike. I love it that when I talk, he would just roll his eyes, looking everywhere as if not hearing anything. And when he does listen, he listens in round-eye wonder. Oh, I just love that. I love to smell him. I love his scent. It’s like a drug that soothes away tensions, takes away stress, and relaxes your being. Okay, that's super for a description -- just takes away my stress is enough (hehe). And I don't know how many times I would put my nose on him. He smells like a child and smells so manly at the same time (naks)! I love to hear him. He’s a good talker. He knows just something about anything. I have been observing this trait carefully, checking if he has a tendency to be a bighead, knew-it-all jerk; but no, he is not. This is the effect of the curious him. He is so curious, just ...

"Rain makes everything better..." Here comes the rain again Hurriedly, I rushed unto my windowpane Drops, drops, drops, Here comes the raindrops. Gently, I hear some pours Moved, my spirit soars Drops, drops, drops, I am hearing thee, raindrops. Slowly, I can see forms of water drops Wished, this magical moment unstops Drops, drops, drops, I am seeing thee, raindrops. Freely, my palms stretched out Touched, I can feel my heart's shout Drops, drops, drops, I am feeling thee, raindrops.

When i pass this stone... for you, from me, to you... :) Love is when I see my ma and pa laugh at the silliest jokes I've heard. They laugh at each others bloopers. They're like two teenagers having their first romance. Aww! :) In finding a partner, Ma always tells us to look for someone whom you can laugh with. And Pa says, "Marry your best friend". Sweet! They are my most important treasures in life. Their love is the greatest force in my universe. I am always at the best version of myself because of these two people. And I am very excited to pass this on to my offspring. I love you ma and pa! ♥