life's mean reds.

im really going to miss home.

Where Else Have We to Go - Nicky Chiswell

it's not how much love you have in the beginning, it's how much love you build to the end:)

even though i know how silly lily (in how i met your mother--awesome show btw:))sounded, i've got to admit, despite being bound by the practicalities of realism, that's how my life with its many inexplicable, works too at times. Lily: There are certain things in life where you know it's a mistake but you don't really know it's a mistake because the only way to know that it really is a mistake is to make that mistake and go, "Yup, that was a mistake". So really, the bigger mistake would be to not make the mistake because then you'll go about your whole life not knowing whether it was a mistake or not.

eight more days. wow.

say im such an oldie but i caught one of those films that i'd always wanted to today. and it was awesome:) well. im surprised at my own verdict of the show, because really, it's a pretty silly show on many counts. both leads' personalities were not fleshed out significantly through the show and some scenes were well, at best, unrealistic. take this conversation for example (sorry i just have to get this off my chest>. Holly Golightly: Well, when I get it(the mean reds) the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away. The quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there. and in my heart, the first thing i thought of was a robbery. hah. okay, too much hk dramas.but you get my point. despite this, i realised for all its blatant silliness, the show was really more than what it might have seemed at first glance. in a sense, it made me want to believe in love again. it showed, even without b...

i feel old and dull saying this, but ive taken to playing "bubble breaker" on my phone a lot these days.it's this pretty silly game where u try to get as many bubbles of the same colour together and burst them. or it can be intellectual, however u see it. whatever it is, it's been something i subconsciously engage myself in, be it a long bus ride, or when i lie in my bed before i fall asleep. not that i particularly adore this game though. it's just that whenever i poke randomly at these bubbles, it's almost as though i were in one of those myself.as though something in that silence kept me from being in the real world. something which kept my mind off otherwise frivolous but mind sapping thoughts. not that it's particularly filled with anything while playing it though >. a way that wont leave me tired from all those thoughts that race through my mind. a way that is safer than when i allow my mind and heart to wander to grounds im all too familiar with....