Anyway But Right Here

See that distance?

Thats where I want to be.

Far away,

and out of focus.

You'll know I'm there but only just.

I could doze in the lazy shade,

and admire unrivaled perfection I'll never touch.

I could dance under stars,

alone,

free.

Thats the thing about anonymous solitude,

you can do whatever you please.

now I'm off to read a book and maybe take a nap

I'm so excited about uni but o-week is tiring me out

Just So Lucky

How is it that one ventures upon love?

Armed with a glance?

A smile?

An open heart?

The unsuspected surprise for two unguarded souls.

Some aren't so lucky.

How does a brief hello become a thousand words,

and conversations of silence?

Where all there is to be said

can be said without excess,

with tacit lips.

Unknowing surrender.

Some wouldn't dare

Pools of tears beneath our feet,

weary shadows in our souls.

A trail of scattered emotions marking the road

from that time long ago to here, now.

Some wish they were already there.

But for once, a Will will not pave the way

By chance only do sparkling eyes and coquettish smiles

turn to comforting silences

and proffered shoulders become the brush of fingertips

and tangled digits amidst tousled hair

All in time..

but I think I've found mine.

Happy Valentine's Day everyone.

May you be fortunate, when the time is right.

Dedicated to a Special Someone

“I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals.”

- Salvador Plascencia

ps. this is a little late, I haven't had a chance to write it since I was struck with a just-about-to-conk-out-in-bed bout of inspiration (and even written its a bit too rough for my liking)

pps. guess who has a job interview soon?!

Cloud Nine

18

Thats right,

the big one eight.

The Aussie 21

Which is happening.. well, in 46 minutes and 39 seconds (at the time of writing)

Adulthood? Pffft no way.

I have been excited for the past two days but right now,

I could care less.

I've just received the most amazing birthday present

from the sweetest and best boyfriend in the entire world (I kid you not)

and I'm just floating.

Its rare that one will receive such a thoughtful and sincere gift,

if ever, in their lifetime.

I actually cried from joy.

And I don't care how many of my friends are reading this cringing,

I feel like a princess.

That I've made it to my 18th birthday,

is not that big a deal.

The real cause to celebrate

is the wonderfully unique array of people in my life, who've made these past 18 years worth living.

For the tears, memories, laughs, support and silliness over the years,

to every one of you who has impacted on any delightful moment of my life,

thank you.

Really and truly.

I love you.

On a Less Depressing Note...

I am currently unemployed.

Well not really, but the same old 7.5 hour shift a week part-time at the same place I've worked for the past three years really doesn't count.

D:

Which isn't really a big deal, considering I'm still on my summer break pending First Year Uni (and really who wants to be doing anything right now?) but still.

I would enjoy some serious employment.

By serious, I mean retail.

About 10000000 applications later,

I'm still idling around hoping for a response before my availability changes

(by the way, thats in oh, under 20 days)

Alas! I'm too busy enjoying my holidays to care

There's still so much I planned to do that I haven't gotten around to,

like that damn scrapbook I have only begun to plan.

And I really REALLY need to find some way to keep track of all my clothes (ideas anyone?) so I can stop myself buying slinky little numbers like the one I bought yesterday.

Along with the (shockhorror) first pair of close-toed pumps I've ever bought.

What have I been doing with my life until now?!

Oooh and also, 18 in a few days! c:

Gosh I feel sorry for any boys who deign to read this. But yes, random blurble ^^, in a different style, more blogospheresque I suppose.

Dark Places

Where do they come from?

These fears. Anxieties. Doubts.

The ones that manifest inside: tendrils slyly licking away at the edges of our...vitality.

Helplessness.

We reach inside in our times of hardship,

capsizing, surrendering ourselves to familiar feelings.

Of hollowness.

Of biting cold.

Of a void and aching throbs.

But we reach.

Darkness can not fall

and shadows can not seek—

they follow.

- Ilia

Why is it that bearing the brunt of neglect is described as iciness?

Is our selfish need to be cared for so numbing?

Or is it the frosty slap of the winter chill against our wounds,

the ones we nurse for days, in indignant injustice?

Why can't it be like the nightfall,

a redirection of the sun's spotlight,

to alight upon another?

Why is loneliness a chill?

It may be a lack of warmth amidst a ray toasted crowd

but it does not have to be wintry.

Let it be...a moment of peace.

A chance to embrace you and your own.

Why are even emotions so absolute?

I'm not going to pretend I don't frequent that barely lit depth in my mind,

but I believe in the power to walk away from it.

My anger is a puddle, I simply step out

Live in the emotion, savor its existence.

Ultimately, it is still an experience.

And at least, you're feeling.

But choose to let it go.

Recovery

I guess in the end, everyone can be pushed too far,

and I never thought it possible but there came a day where even I ran out of tears to cry.

But thats was yesterday.

And now this is today c:

Things are looking up,

so far,

positively wonderful ^^