quarta-feira, 13 de fevereiro de 2008


Hours to Valentines Day and I’m still waiting.
Love, isn’t she pretty? True, blind, compassionate, joyful, kind, adorable, sexy and outrageous. We have all seen her, tasted her, and wanted her. She has already been ours, she is dangerous, seductive, and we can’t live without her.
Today I stand alone, as I will tomorrow on Valentines Day. Sad, hurt, lonesome and envious. Wanting for her to be mine, to feel her again in my arms and watch her fall asleep as she lays her head on my chest. Waking up by her side with a kiss from her soft and tender lips winning my forever hungry love for her. To all lovers who have someone to love, I advice you to appreciate. Value what you feel today. Be grateful for ever being so lucky. Love, be loved, and love some more. But most of all, show your love for Love. Lay back, relax, and reveal how much devoted you are to her.
Love is a good craze. Treat it right.
Hours to Valentines Day and I’m still waiting, but no worries, although craving for her, I wait with my friends. My now and always to be loved ones.
I’ll wait happy, patient… With my right hand holding my heart.
Happy Valentines Day everyone.

segunda-feira, 24 de dezembro de 2007

Have a Wonderful Christmas

Good evening everyone,


I woke up pretty late today to find my mum and dad already cooking. That’s Christmas here at home, us three, eating ourselves through the holiday. It’s always a marvelous time. I enjoy it cause it makes me feel home. And feeling home is one of the most precious feelings we can ever experience. I feel safe and most of all loved.
This year, more than the previous ones, I am thankful. I’m thankful I’m healthy, that my grades were good, that I have friends, that I’m with my family, but most of all I’m thankful I’m happy. I’m thankful for everything. From being able to make dinner with my parents, being able to sit in the living room with them watching our favorite movies, and even just laying on the floor together listening to the rain. Being able to wake up in the morning to Christmas ballads and singing with mum.
This year I’m thankful. I’m truly happy. And there is nothing I could ask for that would top this feeling.
I wish everyone a Merry Christmas.

domingo, 9 de dezembro de 2007

"Change: we don’t like it, we fear it, but we can't stop it from coming. We either adapt to change or we get left behind. And it hurts to grow, anybody who tells you it doesn’t is lying. But heres the truth: the more things change, the more they stay the same. And sometimes, oh, sometimes change is good. Oh, sometimes, change is ... everything.


Change is inevitable. New techniques are created, updated, levels of expertise increase. Innovation is everything, nothing remains the same for long. We either adapt to change, or ... we get left behind."

Isn’t this so true? How can it be more explicit?
I fear change. I dread it. It’s eats me up and spits me out with no mercy at all. I’m afraid. Change is a mystery, not a sexy one, a mystery mystery. One that can be very unpleasant. It can scare you for life.
A moment is coming in my life where I’m going to have to make a decision, a decision that will change my life. Now the catch is, it is not in my hands or anyone else’s, to make sure that it is a good change. I’ve been given the option of going to study abroad. My dream has always been to go study in London. And as that dream approaches, I dread the fact that it is near. Because only moments previous to the action occurring, we stop to think about the negative consequences. What about everyone I leave behind?