calm oceans

The eyes by BlackIce-Wolf

Current weather : Cloudy
Current mood : Excited
Quote-of-the-post: “I can't hold on to you. You're like a shooting star. Just a trail of fire in my hands.” ― Leah Raeder, Unteachable


Is it weird that I like them more when they're wilted?

“On one hand, I think it’s natural to be curious about sexuality. But on the other hand, I think girls are caught in this terrible net of perpetual disappointment. We’re not really allowed to talk about sex, or ask questions about it, or be interested in it. If we are interested and if we like it, then we’re labeled as easy or sluts. If we’re not interested, then we’re frigid and repressed…we’re prudes. It’s like, we see images of women being objectified everywhere. And then we’re told to act and dress like a man at work and school, or else no one will take us seriously—even other women won’t take us seriously. Basically, women are fucked.”
 —Penny Reid, Elements of Chemistry

It's official, I am in love with Ms Reid.

“I didn't tell her, because I didn't think it would help, but all people are lost, to varying degrees. I suspected that it’s only when we love others—through purpose, friendship, romance, or any combination thereof—that we become found.”
 ― Penny Reid, Love Hacked

“There is nothing wrong with being afraid, Annie,” she said, standing and sighing. “But there is everything wrong with being only afraid.” -The Hooker and the Hermit (L.H. Cosway; Penny Reid)

Hey guys, meet my latest bestie. (sorry gen, but i still luv u hon)

Current weather : Sunny
Current mood : Melancholy
Quote-of-the-post: Growing apart doesn't change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I'm glad for that.” ― Ally Condie, Matched


Like every other year, I'd spend one of my Saturdays during CNY period at Ethel's house. I didn't join the girls' shopping session at VivoCity because I had to go back to school. But they got me a cupcake! How sweet of them :)

It's crazy how it's usually so busy and nosy and crowded every time we go over to her house, but yesterday was a stark contrast. It ended up with only us four girls. But, we tried to make the most of our time together, talking about school and work.

"Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts. Homework goes in the trash. Mobile phones are being used in class. Detention becomes suspension. Soda becomes vodka. Bikes become cars. Kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties? Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and mum was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest. War was only a card game. And the only drug you knew was cough medicine. When wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And we couldn’t wait to grow up". -Unknown

Current weather : Cooling
Current mood : Poignant
Quote-of-the-post: “Life is the art of drawing without an eraser.” -John W. Gardner

Disclaimer: I might not make much sense, but whatever, I'm way past caring.

Meet my latest motto (shake hands and be nice) :
Well, I try to live by it, it's pretty hard though. There's that part of me that's always dying to live up to peoples' expectations. But I try. I want to live my life my way, I don't want to make decisions that are based on what other people think, what other people want. I want to do things because I actually want to and because I chose to. Most of the times, it's difficult. It's human nature to want to blame others instead of ourselves. This is why we listen to others, so when things go wrong, we don't have to take full responsibility, because they helped you in the decision-making. But when things go right? I made the final decision, so I deserve the credits, thank you very much. I'm not so sure if that's how people actually think but it's pretty darn relatable for me. That's why I'm still learning on thanking and appreciating others.

Also, I'm sure you've heard this a million times, but still I have to mention it: don't change yourself for others. For instance, just because whatever you feel comfortable wearing isn't the latest trend, doesn't mean you can't wear it. They're still going to judge anyway, so might as well be happy with yourself while they judge you. Why bother giving them the satisfaction they crave for? Truthfully speaking, I feel that people who aren't afraid of being different and/or being themselves are totally worth the respect (of course if it isn't something illegal like being some psychopath who murders children when they're sleeping *gulps*). But of course, don't go overboard. Some fashion sense are just plain painful for the eyes. And hey, while some (like me) might not appreciate it, I'm sure SOMEONE out there might, so don't fret. At the same time, I feel I have to mention this although it's pretty contradicting to what I've just said, don't always try to be different. Yes, everyone's saying that we should be different—lol, even I just did—but sometimes being different isn't the way to go. Just try to be yourself, and do things you're comfortable in. Yes, while it might be good to venture out of your comfort zone, at times, it might be better to stay in your comfort zone. Ultimately, it's all up to you, so you have to remember that you're responsible for your actions.


I always drift off from the main point and start to not make sense when I write lengthy posts—which is why I rarely write them. Ha.

By the way, out of impulse, I deleted my Instagram. It's probably for the better though.

Goodnight (or morning, afternoon, whatever time it is) guys, x.

Hello,

I was web browsing when I came across this:

Its first gift is concealment: our true faces lie in the dark beneath our skins, our true hearts remain shadowed deeper still. But the greatest concealment lies not in protecting our secret truths, but in hiding us from the truths of others.

The dark protects us from what we dare not know.

Its second gift is comforting illusion: the ease of gentle dreams in night's embrace, the beauty that imagination brings to what would repel in day's harsh light. But the greatest of its comforts is the illusion that the dark is temporary: that every night brings a new day. Because it is the day that is temporary.

Day is the illusion.

Its third gift is the light itself: as days are defined by the nights that divide them, as the stars are defined by the infinite black through which they wheel, the dark embraces the light and brings it forth from the center of its own self.

With each victory of the light, it is the dark that wins.

It is the dark that seeds cruelty into justice, that drips contempt into compassion, that poisons love with grains of doubt.

The dark can be patient, because the slightest drop of rain will cause those seeds to sprout.

The rain will come, and the seeds will sprout, for the dark is the soil in which they grow, and it is the clouds above them and it waits behind the star that gives them light.

The dark's patience is infinite.

Eventually, even stars burn out.

It always wins because it is everywhere.

It is in the wood that burns in your hearth, and in the kettle on the fire; it is under your chair and under your table and under the sheets on your bed. Walk in the midday sun and the dark is with you, attached to the soles of your feet.

The brightest light casts the darkest shadow.

One lone candle is enough to hold it back.

Love is more than a candle.

Love can ignite the stars.

-Matthew Stover (Revenge of the Sith Novelization)

(Taken from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/User:Sith_Penguin_Lord )

Yeah, I don't know why but it really stirred my heart. I was honestly rather deeply affected by it and I can't grasp why. I guess it must be the way how it started all pessimistic and dark in the beginning, but it ended up having a twist, showing that there's always that small hope and light that is able to chase the dark away.

Then, as I was finding the meaning of it, I saw this from a forum :

It has always been my feeling that light and dark are equal brethren - undefinable without each other, unconquerable by each other, unquenchable in absolute passion. 

Stars die. But in the center of each galaxy lies a blinding cradle where dark is only myth, spinning out another to replace it. And, if dark seems more prevalent, then realize that the smallest spark of light is all that is needed to force its retreat. 

In truth, Dark never wins. It occupies the space it can find left empty, constantly moving from the threat of illumination. But Light never wins either; Darkness has a fluid grace, reclaiming every millimeter left unattended. It is not a battle; it is a dance. 

You need to realize a third force. Amorphous, faceless, and far more dangerous. I have always called it grey. Without passion, without action, submissive and specious, it exists as the medium for these great passions. Contempt can not color compassion, while compassion burns hot - no justice tainted while ideals are true. But when left unattended, the grey subsumes it, awaiting the next change. 

Darkness hides nothing from it - Light illumines none of it. Grey does not care. Your darkest thoughts and brightest ideals are beyond it; it is amoebic, moved when prodded, placid when unattended. It abides in semi-existence, ever-transitional, awaiting outside forces to determine its next destiny. 

If you love the darkness, love the light; it provides the dark its substance.
If you love the light, love the darkness; for only in darkness can it shine.
If you love either, beware the grey; for it would lay waste to every passion.

(Taken from http://help.com/post/189745-the-dark-is-generous#reply-4117234 )

I almost died when I read the second last line: “for only in darkness can it shine”. Woah, damn, that phrase killed me. But I have to agree, grey, is what we need to be wary of. It doesn't push us to do anything, it might be good, yet at the same time it might be the very one thing that causes our downfall.

Okay I have no idea what I'm writing so I'm just going to sign off here. Hope you guys liked them as much as I did :)

#nowplaying Kelly Clarkson - Dark Side