“I got this tattoo a couple days before my wedding. My boyfriend, at the time, wrote me a hand-written note on our anniversary that said, ‘You have my heart.’ The first time he ever saw this tattoo was when I met him at the alter. The look on his face will never leave my mind.”
I once read that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand
& the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow.
I wish I had a thousand words for love,
but all that comes to mind
is the way you move against me while you sleep
& there are no words for that.
— Brian Andreas, Story People
The best and most beautiful things in the world
cannot be seen, heard, or even touched,
they must be felt with the heart.
— Helen Keller
I know I’ve neglected you, oh WordPress. I am terribly sorry and at a loss for words. I have nothing but piles of excuses from how sickly I’ve been to how much work overload has been dumped on my shoulders. But nonetheless, I am back and have noticed that with the effort I put in this blog and being a newbie, I’ve finally reached my 100th post. Huzzah to moi. So, I have decided, to finally share tidbits of myself to my reader friends. I’m sure you’ve wondered . . . right? Haha.
I am . . .
A woman with many fears
A woman that loves long phone conversations
A woman that is jealous
A woman who acts tough but actually possesses a frail heart
A woman filled with tears and laughs and many emotions
A woman full of regrets
A woman who loves to talk
A woman who is full of sadness thus tries to hide it by laughing and smiling more
A woman who gets hurt from too much affection
A woman that is selfish and a troublemaker
A woman that gets lonely often
A woman that can’t honestly portray how happy she is
A woman that only thinks for herself
A woman that gets caught with every lie
A woman that does not like to be lectured or nagged
A woman that daydreams too much
A woman that craves attention
A woman that does not like to interfere
A woman that likes praise
A woman that can get heartfelt from a simple letter in the post
A woman that wants to be beautiful
A woman that is cold and cruel
A woman that is clumsy
A woman that often trips and gets bruises with also scrapped knees
A woman that is constantly in pain with her body and soul
A woman that never turns back when it’s over
Can you ever like someone like me . . . ?
Thanks for reading that randomness poetry(?) about myself.
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I’m mad at myself, not you.
I’m mad for always being nice,
always apologizing for things I didn’t do,
for getting attached,
for making you my life,
depending on you,
wasting my time on you,
thinking about you,
wishing for you,
dreaming of you.
But most of all, for not hating you, which I know I should . . .
But I just can’t.
What do you do when you’re the matchmaker and you fall in love with the person you’re supposed to be helping for the set-up? Here’s a corny yet cute video sharing one matchmaker’s love story. Along with the lyrics that create the perfect mood for the film is the song, “Unspoken Heart” sung by Status Single. Having a hard time spitting it out? Check this out and see if it helps, enjoy! 😀
Brrr~ the weather outside is frightful! And I LOVE it! I’m telling you that I couldn’t be happier. I just got out of a steaming, hot shower — got myself a nice cup of lemon honey tea — and I’m bundled up and ready to cuddle (happily with my laptop, of course, and bust out some leftover Christmas movies I didn’t get to watch over the holiday season).
My mother is nagging again about me being single for too long. Let me note that relationship-wise, I have been single for one year — but dating-around/mingling-wise, it’s been about two or three months (which isn’t too bad). The reason she got all naggy again is because it’s cold outside and she remarked how pitiful it was that I don’t have someone to cuddle with (big whoop). I got my trusty laptop and bundles to bundles of fuzzy blankets to keep me nice and toasty as I watch my movies, thank you very much.
Sure, it would be nice if I had someone special to cuddle with and drink tea and just lazy around home and watch movies with, but eh, it’s not like I can’t do these things alone. I mean, there’s no candlelight steak dinners awaiting or me decking out in a negligee, no sirree, just me, myself and three layers of pajamas. I’m just praying that all my pipes freeze over tonight so work may possibly be cancelled; I’m such the responsible adult.
I’m contemplating whether I should watch a holiday romantic comedy or just have a typical movie night. My weekly movie night is always on Wednesdays, a midweek rest day if you will. I call it, “Wacky Wednesday Movie Mania!” I don’t care what my future boyfriend, fiance, husband says — I’m keeping this tradition alive. Anyways, I’m always up for suggestions on any great movie titles, as well, I’m quite the film mania.
Well, this certainly was an unconventionally nonsensical albeit random post . . .
I’m not a professional pianist, far from it actually — but the piano has always been a great part of my life. It surely is a heartfelt hobby and I try to practice every day so I’ll never forget anything that I’ve taught myself. I first learned how to play when I was four years old, so you can just imagine how much the piano means to me.
Anyways, I found this gorgeous bridal picture whilst surfing the net of wedding photos and fell in love with this one. It’s absolutely vintage and adoring. I can’t stop staring at it with my mouth open. This is must-do whenever I get my bridal pictures done. Classy and romantic! A true romantist’s style in achieving the perfect look. Don’t you think?
As enticing the title may seem, it DID get my attention whilst roaming around the internet. Should I try it out too? I should find this ingenious cafe in Korea and commend whoever wrote this on their board, and buy them a cup of coffee. 🙂
<How to Get a Boyfriend>
1. Order a cup of our coffee (cafe) to-go.
2. Give the coffee to the man you’re interested in and say,
“If the coffee tastes good, we date; if not, bug off.”
3. The coffee at our cafe is the best.
We guarantee you two will end up dating.
4. If, by chance, you get rejected, then come back.
We will give you a cup of fresh hot coffee that you can pour onto his face.
In Japan, there happens to be three ways to say the phrase, “I love you.”
You say, “Daisuki (大好き)” for the friends and person you like.
You say, “Aishiteru (愛してる)” for a more serious relationship.
And, “Koishiteru ( 恋してる)” to the person you want to spend the rest of your life with.
And they follow this rule.
They preserve the meaning of “I love you” and never lose its essence, unlike the rest of us.