s t a r m | s t November 8th, 2005
where do dreams end and reality begin?
lately, days and nights seem to swirl and merge into one another til I lose all sense of time and what is real. in the day, I watch myself, from the side, going through the motions, as though I am a spectator of my life. at night in sleep, I danced, I laughed, I lived. in my own imagination, or is it?
dreams. are they mirrors of the desires that I could not have in real life, or are they realities in another realm?
the last thing I remember: I fell first, and then you fell, your head landing on my lap.
the morning alarm rang, and everything went black.
s t a r m | s t November 6th, 2005
Perhaps you were right, because even I am beginning to doubt myself now. For all that I have ever been, for all that I am now, for all that I thought I would be in the future. Your hurtful words haunt me. Tell me, how do I forget?
s t a r m | s t November 6th, 2005
“You certainly do have a world. We all do. Love isn’t enough for two people to make a success of sharing a life - they have to be compatible, they have to meet each other at the right moment. And that isn’t really the case with you and me.”
“Have I told you lately that I love you?” he asked timidly.
“You’ve given me proof. That’s much better.” Lauren didn’t believe it could be just chance. Why did they get along this way - why did she feel as though he knew everything about her? She said, suddenly, “Why do you give me so much, when I can give you so little?”
“Because all of a sudden there you were. You exist. And just one moment with you is the whole world to me. Yesterday is gone, tomorrow doesn’t yet exist. It’s today, it’s the present, that counts. So I have only one option - to do everything I can to stop you from dying, and to keep you with me.”
But that was the problem, Lauren said. She was frightened of the unknown, of what might lie ahead.
“Tomorrow will be whatever we want it to be,” he said, to reassure her. “Tomorrow is a mystery for everyone. It should make us curious and happy, not afraid.” He took her head in his hands, kissed her eyelids, and pressed her to him. The night was dark around them.
- If Only It Were True
s t a r m | s t November 3rd, 2005
In fits of anger, people say things. And that is when you discover their true characters, that is when the core of the real self burst through.
There is a saying, sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. I think otherwise. Sticks and stones may hurt, but words can kill me.
I don’t deserve all those insults that you’ve rained on me, not one bit. And no, I don’t think highly of myself [always been a harsh self-critic] and everything that you thought of me, I am not. I don’t understand how you even got there.
I don’t know why I even tried explaining myself. I could have just not care, but that’s not me.
The huge amount of hurt is not gone. Far from it, it will take some time. And lest you think I’m trying to make a big deal about it, no I’m not.
Never do that again. Ever. Unless you want to drive me away. I won’t stand for it, because I don’t deserve it. This is not a threat. It is not even a possibility. It is just a statement, simple and clear.
s t a r m | s t November 2nd, 2005
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