Monday, November 30, 2009

Meredith: [opening voiceover] We all remember the bed time stories of our childhoods. The shoe fits Cinderella, the frog turns into a prince, sleeping beauty is awakened with a kiss. Once upon a time and then they lived happily ever after. Fairy tales, the stuff of dreams. The problem is, fairy tales don't come true. It's the other stories, the ones that begin with dark and stormy nights and end in the unspeakable. It's the nightmares that always seem to become reality. - The person that invented the phrase "Happily ever after" should have his ass kicked, so hard!!

Meredith: [closing voiceover] Once upon a time, happier ever after. The stories we tell are the stuff of dreams. Fairy tales don't come true. Reality is much stormier. Much murkier. Much scarier. Reality it’s so much more interesting than living happily ever after.

Season 5 Episode 1-2
Dream A Little Dream Of Me

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Hope.
Beyond all reason, and against all logic we hope.
Beyond infinity and beyond the horizon of sanity, we hope.
We hope against all hope, and beyond all hope itself.
Maybe its because its the only thing we know how to do.
Or maybe because its the only thing we can do.
Maybe its this tiny-yet-monumenal thing that keeps us going.
Or maybe that's just an illusion.
Or maybe because at the end of the day, it's everything.
Jacob Black,
You take my breath away.
You leave me confused and flustered. And i dont know what to make of you.
You disappear without leaving any traces, and just when i've given up hope you reappear.
And for what?
That i dont know, and you wont tell.
So i sit here and wait.
Wait for you to come, and wait for you to go away.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

I think about you
*sigh*
You're a million miles away.
But it seems like ur right here.
In the chatter of the trees,
And the whispering of the wind
You seem to be lost
Without me,
But it doesn't seem like you want to find your way back,
To me.
I'm scared to call you,
'Cause i don't know what the sound of your voice will do,
To me.
There is this unspoken silence that lies between us,
As vast as the seas that seperate us.
But the truth of the matter is that ur both near and far away.
But if you were really here,
With me,
You still woudn't be mine.
Change yet again.
We come back to college and we find out that our classroom is now bang opposite our old one. This time round when i look out of the window i see the railway tracks.
People going away, people coming back.
I see destinies changing, and i see luck changing hands. I see people boarding. I see people stepping down. I see the train changing tracks.
As the world continues to right itself again and again, i realise that i need to face my reality again and again.
That some truths will always remain bitter truths even if they are coated with sugar candy.
That some people are beyond change, even though every single minute, something, someone, somewhere is changing.

Sunday, November 15, 2009


This picture does something to me. I dont know what but it just does something.

Maybe you belong with me, maybe you don't.
How does one know that this is it?
How does everything become so crystal-clear all of a sudden?

Saturday, November 14, 2009

At the end of the day, you wake up, and you realise.
You see what you couldn't see in the brightness of the sun, and the light of the day.
You see what was hidden by the butterflies, the bees and the chirpy birds, and blooming flowers.
You see what was hidden behind those unspoken promises.
You see what was behind those cottony white clouds and the sea blue sky.
When dusk arrives, the clouds part, throwing away their facade, to reveal the dark stormy night sky.
At the end of the day, and at the dawn of the moonlight, when our dreams go to bed, and reality wakes, that's when we really rise, we wake up, to realise that things will never change no matter how much we dream.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Happiness.
I changed my mind.
It's definitely not a phase.
It's your state of mind.
And if you want it bad enough, and you're looking at things, with the right view point, you'll be happy no matter what. =)

Prince Charming can ride into the sunset with the evil step-sister for all i care.

And why?
Because at the end of the day, I'd want Prince Charming as my best friend- the guy i can laugh around with, rather than the guy who is constantly giving me insecurity panic attacks!
So I won't be sad about Bella and Jake not ending up together.
I'll be happy when Bella tells Jake that he stinks! =D

Life really comes a full circle. i hate the fact that i feel like the bitches i'd love to bitch about. I keep thinking that there's a difference between me and them. That for some inexplicable reason my actions are justified.
Maybe they are. Maybe they aren't.
Because even though i may be sweet and innocent about it, at the end of the day, we're both doing the same thing. Our methods might be different, but we want the same thing.
Feeling like thwm however doesn't make me like them ONE BIT.
But i dont hate myself for this either, and i realise that maybe we all are prejudiced. In some way. Even though we don't want to be.
We look down on others but we do the same things, hiding away somewhere.