dancing with myself

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i'm starting to question my action of stopping lyricalsteps months ago.
i knew very well that i simply loved writing my mind out whenever i could, thus being an active blogger who updates so often that i don't understand how people can bother to read.


so velvetpapers has been existing for a while now.
yet, i have written nothing satisfactory. well, to me lah.
i won't say that i have became inspirationless; but i have definitely lost a little grip of that feeling of being touched emotionally easily. and the thought of it and its possibility scares me.

then i begin wondering as well;

maybe it was necessary that i took a break from writing.

i'm in a new place, in a new and almost empty mind.

i will be beginning a new journey; college. in exactly one week.

maybe it was good that i detached myself from the old page.

i'm ready to start new.

and i'm ready to defy gravity.

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keep me hanging on

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i was actually going to write something very serious.
but i let it go.
and decided to just write about my day today, in simple.


watched Harry Potter with the best friend, had some soup, went out for a cycle and a jog with the dog together. :)


its the simplest happy things like these that i should be spending more of my time treasuring, instead of thinking of the less important things in life that i usually waste time depressing about. thank you for making me simply happy :))
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there's a reason why i'm not finishing 'my priority' as fast as you want it.
BECAUSE ITS NOT OF MY DAMN PRIORITY, WOMAN.

its not what i want.

its what YOU want. and what YOU need. 

please, please, please stop bugging.

i do know when i will finish it.

go on and say that we don't care about you.
truth is, you don't even care about us.
you don't care about what i really want,
so why should i care about you and your selfish needs?
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so, i was eating breakfast this morning with my mom and some other aunties.
and one of them, whose grandson is Rowan, is super super super cute. he was having his breakfast consisting of steamed fishballs right across me at the table.


and let me tell you why.


okay, you know how babies/toddlers are usually very adorable... and we don't really notice it, but most of them ARE adorable because they look kind of dumb and spaced out. Rowan, however, was an intelligent looking 3 year old boy. i don't mean to offend anyone who has a spaced-out-cute toddler/baby or know any spaced-out-cute toddler/baby but it just really got to me this morning.


he had bright eyes, he was focused the whole time, he sat up straight on his chair, and didn't speak baby jabber. or maybe it was just that i caught him on a good day. but then again, how often do you come across babies who don't speak baby jabber!? its the most adorable thing, i am telling youuuu!

the world needs more intelligent looking babies.

period.

and oh, Glee needs be to everyone's favourite tv show as well.
period. :)
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sometimes, we trick ourselves into believing that things have changed.
that some people have grown out of their idiocy and inanity.
we let the bad encounters slip away, we forget them, and just label them as 'unfortunate events'.


but no.
the ugly truth is that.... sometimes, some people don't change.
they remain immature, conceited, and just shitty.
and these people, cannot give a damn of how they make you feel.


until this day, i still cannot fully understand how such people exist.
i have been tricking myself into believing that maybe these people were having a bad day, or maybe its just a case of wrong timing and the wrong place.


now i'm back n the other side.
and i refuse to make up excuses for people.

some people. are just. pathetic.

and with that, i am the real winner

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