Dear Stringboy,

I remember meeting you in my first year of stay in this unknown world. You were holding your guitar in a way that made my eyes go straight to you and put me at ease. And when you played those strings, my lips went thin and formed a tiny smile.

I saw you once in a week since then. I always gaze at you whenever you pull those strings with your virility oozing and suffocating me. I was dumbstruck on how talented you are and it made me want to know more about you. At first it was a simple infatuation. Infatuation on how flawless you play those strings, how effortless you make my heart sing and how easy you can give me butterflies.

I know that you don’t know my name. But I’m hoping against hope that you will. :)

Now your actions are honesty confusing me. Last week you're acting strangely sweet. Meeting my eyes, caught you gazing at me and staying as close as heavens allowed. (It's not normal you know, it give me goosebumps in a good way. Gosh! Overthinking again tee-hee) Then now we are standing as far as the two ends of a rainbow. And maybe I am over reacting cos yes, I am prone of making stories in my head: fairytale stories it can be, elephants flying, hippopotamus moaning or ogre in flight finding for a maiden to satisfy his growling stomach. I have a little castle and pet unicorns in my head. But yes, I am more inclined of the negative side now. Then suddenly, you looked at me with those ogling eyes and I don’t know how to read it. So I snap out of my reverie and try not to over think things again.

We never talked nor made a civilized conversation. We communicate through our eyes and actions and I am bad at body language you know. And I desperately know that it is in a million chances that you know me. (Even though I caught you waiting for me outside the women’s comfort room) For heaven’s sake you ARE too handsome for my own good, you have your own band that performs in different bars so I won’t be riddled if you have number of fans. So tell me, am I just over thinking your actions? Maybe it doesn’t mean anything to you while I act pathetically thinking you notice me too? Huh, too much thinking I guess.

Yours to infinity,

Little pathetic me

PS. I love you like a never ending rainbow. And I never stop loving you, cause I don’t want to. Please burn it after reading it. :)

CallMeCreepy

This is cuter than 2 kittens yawning, rolling and purring over a mother panda.

Cuter than 2 puppies licking whipped cream off a baby koala.

Leprechauns sipping nectar of santan at the end of a rainbow.

Or Spongebob and Patrick making a bonfire in the bottom of the sea.
Yes! This is the cutest thing evah!

In need

I want a knight.
Wearing his shining armor.
Had his own horse. Preferably white.
But I'm willing to stretch to cream,
as long as he is good-looking. The prince not the horse.
Can throw a sword in a fire breathing dragon.
Can sway me off my feet.
Golden-brown hair.
Icy gray eyes.
Have a stone-hard muscles.
Sings ballad.
Dance like a penguin.
Laughs like an ogre.
Eats like a pig.
Cuddly like a panda.

I want my own fairytale. Is that too hard to find?

Another Face in the Crowd

Okay. I’m moving on, this time it’s for real. No more hesitations, no more wobbling steps nor halfhearted decisions. I won’t let him come in and out of my life whenever it is convenient for him. I won’t be swayed by those sweet, empty words. Unfortunately for you, I learned my lesson.

Those eyes that used to melt my heart and made my knees tremble begin to annoy me. Late night conversations bored me cos we’re just running in circles, chasing our own tails. At first, I want you to fight for me, that’s all I ever want. Now that’s the last thing I want you to do, cos this thing is not worth fighting for anymore. It’s not even worth our little, pathetic time.

You showered me compliments, you know I loved it. And it's amazing how something so sweet sound so wrong now. How your smile seems so fake, how crooked your nose is, how insincere and inconsistent you are. Everything's coming in light now. I am no more blinded by that stupid infatuation which I accidentally mistaken of for love.

Don't expect me to be always available now. To be thrilled and run in the store whenever you text me. To pick up the phone in its first ring. To believe those sweet-nothings. I'm tired playing this boy-meets-girl-falling-in-love-and-lived-happily-ever-after thing. I know better now. I've grown in that short period of time thanks to you.

Lap Dance

Well, I decided to share my deep, dark secrets and some random things about me. I just feel like opening up. :)

1. I was married when I was 5. My brother is the priest, my friends are the witness and I have a wired ring.

2. I don't know what G string is or what it is for.

3. My waist line is 24 but I always buy 25 or 26 cos I'm still wishing to gain some weight.

4. I put the thermometer in rice cooker to pretend I'm sick when I was in grade school.

5. I auditioned in Theater Arts in my 4th year high to have an excuse to skip class. I was accepted. Lucky me.

6. When I was in choir, I pretend to sing when the notes is too high. x)

7. I sneaked in my parents' room and hide in the closet to surprise them but ended up sleeping inside.

8. My parents locked the door because of #7.

9. I used my sister's clothes without her knowing and I will go home early so she won't caught me wearing it.

10. I burned my brother's shirt because I don't know how to wash it. It have holes and really old so I'm not that guilty doing it.

11. I still can't sleep without my teddy bear.

12. I count my steps when I'm nervous.

13. I pretend to text when I want to ignore someone or if I want to be ignored.

14. I read mangas during our Computer subject when I was 4th year.

15. I hate my tongue. Why is it always white?

16. I don't know how to use our shower until I'm 10.

17. I'm afraid of zombies and skeletons.

18. I pretend to listen at times.

19. I'm afraid of crossing the street.

20. When we were having a good laugh when I was 8, a fly went into my mouth and I've swallowed it hard.

21. I dreamed to be an astronaut, reporter and pole dancer when I was in grade school.

22. I always bought candies and lollipops when my mom ask me to buy things in store.

23. I always thought airplanes at night are UFO's visiting the earth.

24. I accidentally ruined my brother's clay work. I tried to fix it but turned worst. He was enraged, I'm scared so I never confessed to him.

25. I always cry when my brother and I had a fight so mama will be on my side.

26. I used to do tambourine dance.

27. I cut my hair when I was in grade 1 because a gum was stuck.

28. I want to have a tattoo.

29. I mute our television and turned our radio on. I just want to see moving pictures.

 

30. I'm not funny, I'm dumb.

Odious

*Sigh

I think I am caught up between reality and all I've ever dreamed of. Maybe things around me aren't as picturesque as I paint it to be. I pretend that everything's alright and that it'll be fine by tomorrow consumes me. This game scares me to bones cos I'm aware of my tragic loss.

There are times that I don't even know the real me. Am I the funny and outgoing type or the quiet and deep one, or maybe a mixture of both? I don't know thinking about it scares me too. I guess I have so many fears then. Fear to talk, to open up, to crawl out of my comfort zone. So I over compensate on being a good listener. Tell me, is that bad?

I don't know either. I thought I am very vocal or at least I used to. Maybe I open up too much before and learned my lesson so decided to hide in my shell now for good? Well, I don't know I'm still confuse on since when I became like this or maybe I am always like this to begin with?

My friends told me once that I am too secretive. And I am aware of that. There are things that I am actually itching to tell them since they've become utterly open to me, but then decided not to. Something stops me. It's not because I don't trust them. For heavens sake, I trust them with all my life and there is no doubting it. I know it is me. I know that something's wrong with me and I can't point it out but I know there is. It makes me feel guilty making them feel that way.

I have lots of shortcomings but I am trying to improve myself and for once be strong to say what I truly think, to share my stories like they want me to.

Cactus

Okay. Now I'm confused. They say that sex in a relationship is normal and needed. Maybe I'm being cynical or conservative but I know I am traditional and a fan of old-fashioned relationship. Talking about it is fine with me but doing it is a whole different story. Couple being together for a year or so are expected to have done it or about to. And I was like seriously? Where's the innocence of pure love and beauty of waiting for the perfect time? Is it purely desires and body need? Cos honestly speaking, these days people find it easier to find a partner in bed than to have a partner for life. Yeah, I know generation have passed and things changed but I believe in moving slowly and building a firm foundation before going in such extent. I don't know what it is in today's relationship tho. I love long relationships (even though I haven't experienced one) and I'm an enemy of hook-ups.

That's me and my poor judgement in today's relationship, I don't know how many of you agree with me but that is how I think. So I'll keep my chastity intact, put it in a strong box and double lock it.

Love is only for those who don't mind

having their hearts broken time and time again.

And I'm one of them. 

Get over it :)

Excuses

I've been unconventionally busy these past few days.

Be right back in a week, I guess.

:)