quote of the day

"I think I need to believe that it works - love, couple-hood, partnerships. The idea that when people come together they stay together...I have to take that with me to bed every night, even if I'm going to bed alone." ~Ally McBeal

i love the previous quote.. maybe it stems from my obsession with happy endings and all.. it's just something i want to believe in.

weekend :(

board.... don't know what to do, i hate it when my day is just empty , of people or of actions, really have no topic to blog about , and this song is on my head:

If my sky should fall Would you even call Opened up my heart I never want to part I'm giving you the ball When I look in your eyes I can feel the butterflies I love you when you're blue Tell me darling' true What am I to you

~Norah Jones "What am I to you?" (reminds me of some ppl.. not the actual song, but the theme)

I will go... Nice weekend everyone (if there's anyone out there reading!)

Sad BUT true

The hardest part is, as it turns out, I'm not the protagonist in my own biography. And everybody else lives happily ever after. The End.

Dido here with me

i didn't hear you leave ... i wonder how am i still here ... i don't want to move a thing ... it might change my memory ... oh i am what i am ... i'll do what i want but i can't hide ... i won't go i won't sleep ... i can't breathe until you're resting here with me ... i won't leave i can't hide ... i cannot be until you're resting here with me ... i don't want to call my friends ... they might wake me from this dream ... and i can't leave this bed, ... oh i am what i am ... I'll do what i want, ... but i can't hide ... i won't go, i won't sleep, ... i can't breathe, ... e resting here with me ... i won't leave, i can't hide, ... i cannot be until you're resting here with me

i guess i'm feeling lonely

we wear masks that grins and lies. It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes.

we rarely consider understanding those around us from family friends or even strangers, trying to see through their smiles through the image, through the mask they set for the rest of the world.

Every one of us holds a story in one way or another, a story that left an impact on their life. Some share them ,some hide them and some tries to forget.

My post is not about the stories each of us holds. It is about whom you choose to share it with, whom you consider is worth the trust those that you feel safe along with those whom you call your friends.

I never felt I had that someone who will have my back if I fall .the feeling that I'll have their back if they fall too.

Having that person who will do anything to chill me up if I'm depressed or had a rough day. someone to call and share it with them.

principle of reciprocity

Always phrase what you say so the answer will be "same here".

random thought

don't you sometimes wish that you had remained in the dark when it comes to certain facts?

That not knowing this would've spared you some, and would've actually allowed you to go living your life without an extra piece of info you really didn't need to know..

• don't you sometimes prefer to keep your own misguided childish perceptions?

I'm just saying! ...

wisdom from today

When you're in love with someone be careful not to get stuck into a little bubble with them because then you have created a small world, and if that happens, with that bubble being very fragile one little mistake can make it break and sadly so will you heart.

thinking bout someone

after 5 years all that's left of you and all you're now, is just memories in a taped up box.

Darkness wanna-be..

You must have been wondering when were these lyrics coming.. i tried to resist it for some time, but it's sooooo well-suited with the mood, no?

and it's the first recommended lesson in Darkness for Dummies ;)

If you have any suggestions for a darkness beginner, drop them in :)

I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I see a line of cars and they're all painted black With flowers and my love both never to come back I see people turn their heads and quickly look away Like a new born baby it just happens every day I look inside myself and see my heart is black I see my red door and it has been painted black Maybe then Ill fade away and not have to face the facts Its not easy facing up when your whole world is black No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue I could not foresee this thing happening to you If I look hard enough into the setting sun My love will laugh with me before the morning comes I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes Hmm, hmm, hmm,... I wanna see it painted, painted black Black as night, black as coal I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black

Wait and See

How does one differentiate between fear of something new and a bad hunch? Given a hunch is your inner feeling or your intuition, And since everyone is saying against it, And since everyone is always right, and its only after you're almost drowned that you realized you should have listened. Does this mean you should listen this time too? And if so, what do you do about this bad feeling tying you down? But then, the times when you followed advice , you ended up as messed up as when you followed your own guts. On one hand, you have someone to blame but on the other hand, you were a lot unhappy while following this advice as it didn't feel right. So , what do you do? Wait and see

walla eih?

the thought Why are we constantly over-obsessed with the happy ending that we forget about happy beginnings and happy middles.. I'd pick a happy middle anytime! the bottom "What if reality is nothing but some disease?"

Out of words

I've been suffering from an "out of words" syndrome, where I can't find anything to write. Actually, to be more elaborate, I've been suffering from a "don't feel like writing" syndrome. At first, I thought, maybe because I'm busy, Ramadan , work and all, but it's way simpler than that.. I just lost the will to write. I won't say it came all of a sudden, I actually felt it coming...!!! "the Girl of words" as my friends call me has officially out of words :(