[BGmusic: I'd Rather Be With You by Joshua Radin]
Quote for the day:
Oh, I don’t wanna know, oh, I don’t need to know
Everything about you…
And you don’t need to know that much about me.
- You and I, Wilco
Something to think about: do you think it’s possible for someone to truly know another person?
My sister, on one of her more introspective moods – products of what I suspect is PMS and too much emo music - asked me this question sometime last week. She thinks that it’s impossible, and I kind of agree, because hey, we-the-people-of-this-earth are hella messed-up. But I also think that people have different degrees of knowability [that's not a word but I'm sticking to that term for the sake of this discussion-slash-monologue]; for example, you only need to spend a few days with Ms. X to feel that you’ve known her your whole life, while Mr. Y remains a mystery even after spending a lifetime with him.
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Dear Headache,
This will be my first and last letter. Enough is enough. I’ve been letting you bring out the worst in me, and I will not make patol to you henymore. I will not talk, I will not write, and I will control my body language. No more drama. No no no no drama.
Sincerely,
DQ
A lamp; being a moth only gets you burned.
[Sometimes it's okay to sit and wait.]
A shield; knights in shining armor are hard to come by these days.
[And I'm no damsel in distress.]
Band-aids. Lots of band-aids.
[In all colors, patterns, and sizes. Preferably sparkly.
Having a hurting heart doesn't mean I have to stop smiling.]
And a prayer.
For you to be safe.
For you to be a blessing to those around you.
For you to guard your heart, hopefully better than I guard mine. [*ehem* Stay away from evil, evil girls. NEWSFLASH: I'M THE ONE THAT YOU WANT!]
For growth.
For wisdom.
For passion.
For love.
And for us to find each other one day, in God’s perfect time.
This is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
[BGmusic: Love is Only a Feeling by The Darkness]
Quote for the day:
My dad: “Remember when we brought you to Kalay and -”
My mom: “I cried.”
My dad again: “We were looking at four years ahead of us. Now, three months. Three months.”
- talk over dinner at a Chinese restaurant back in January
Dear Wordpress,
My golly, it’s been a while.
A lot has happened since I disappeared from the blogosphere.
By faith, I’m going to be graduating in two months.
Because of my thriving love affair with the sun, I am now officially tall, dark and handsome. Awhile ago I realized that I’m now darker than my brother, which was both pretty cool and freaky at the same time.
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