In secrets kept, in silence sealed.
The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures,
Whose charms were broken, if revealed.
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In secrets kept, in silence sealed. The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken, if revealed. |
Tuesday, August 21, 2012 @ 2:44 AM
I want to go to the United States for an obscenely long trip. I'm thinking I'll work for a couple of years, and when I finally can't take the job anymore, I'll quit, do some travelling and find myself before starting a new job. My brother and I constantly talk about visiting all the Iron Chefs' restaurants. We've been watching the Food Network for a while now and we always love watching Iron Chef. I think I can safely say Morimoto's our favourite. <3 The Chelsea Market's a must-visit place because that's where Kitchen Stadium is and where filming takes place. Not to mention, Morimoto and Batali both has restaurants there too! And since we're talking about NYC, I know I just have to visit Carrie's apartment. SATC is one show that can help me get through anything life throws at me. Somehow, the show miraculously always manages to answer my heart's questions on life and love. The Friends building is also a must-see. I've watched all ten seasons four times already. And of course, Rockefella Center! My bro's love for 30 Rock has slowly managed to infect me! I know I definitely want to go to the US with someone who gets it. It's not just about the sights and sounds. After doing a fair bit of travelling over the last few months, I realised it's about the company. You could go to the most gorgeous place in the world but if you're going there with someone who pisses you off, you won't enjoy yourself. I want to go to all these places with someone who appreciates them. Someone who would love chilling in Central Park as much as eating at Shake Shack, seeing the view on top of the Empire State Building (that someone would also preferably get how romantic it is up there, a la Sleepless in Seatle), going to used book stores, spending the entire day getting lost in museums, and who knows what else? Hopefully I'll find that somebody soon. We'll continue this US talk another time. My thoughts are too scattered right now to sound coherent. Wednesday, August 15, 2012 @ 10:17 AM
I don't like it when people who hardly know me call me "Mel". My own brother doesn't even call me that for goodness sake. To me, it's not a shortform. It's more a form of endearment. Don't be a lazy-ass. Just type my name out in full. It's just another 4 letters. @ 4:07 AM
Sometimes, when I read or hear someone say a certain phrase that's from a song, I like to sing that phrase out loud (if I'm with friends or alone at home) or in my head (if I'm alone in public). Case in point, or rather cases: 1. When we're posing for a picture and the photographer says "closer", I think of the Travis song. 2. When I read the phrase "ghost of chance" in a book, my head immediately played Matchbox 20's Black and White People. 3. When I read "What you do to me", I think of Hey There Delilah. 4. The phrase "intrepid fingers" leads me to Crack The Shutters. I'm weird, I know, but this comes naturally to me. Maybe it's because I love music way too much. And I'd love to find someone to do this with. Someone who gets me. I've only come across one person to far who does this and sadly, that person's not an option. Not anymore. Wednesday, August 8, 2012 @ 12:58 PM
Talk Can we please talk about the white elephant in the room? Seriously, how old are you to be doing such to stupid thing like this? And how can you expect me not to freak out when you know how much I am againt what you're doing? The fact that you even asked me not to freak out only goes to show how much I ought to be freaking out. I guess the saddest thing is that I can't figure out why is it bugging the hell out of me when it's clearly not bugging the hell out of you. Maybe it's because I simply care too much and maybe I should stop. After all, you did. Truth be told, as sadden as I was when you told me the truth, I wasn't all that surprised. With the way you've been running your life, I figured it was only a matter of time. You were always on a slippery slope. On one hand, I keep telling myself just because you're doing a bad thing, it doesn't make you a bad person and that I shouldn't be judging you because you sin differently from me. On the other, we've had a deal for years that if this ever happened, we'd smack some sense into the each other. So I can't decide. I can't decide what to do. I have a feeling the only reason why we're still seeing each other is because we're obligated to do so, out of the many years of our friendship. The sad truth is that we hardly have the same interests anymore. Every single time we meet, you always seem more interested in doing something else and honestly, so am I. This would be the stupidest of reasons to end an eighteen year friendship but if you couldn't bring yourself to tell me about this earlier, then do you even still consider me your friend? Funny, because those "friends" you have, we'll see whether they'll end up caring this much about you as I do. Perhaps as much as I did. We all know no matter what people say, no matter what I say, the ultimate choice is still yours. Just as you made the choice to start, you can make the choice to stop doing it. Thursday, August 2, 2012 @ 10:42 AM
I know you know but do you know I know you know? Wednesday, August 1, 2012 @ 11:48 AM
You asked what I would do if it was me? If it's me, then let me know. |