scribbles&otherstuff♥

World, I do not understand you.

What could be worse than having someone you like so much not like you back? Having someone you do not exactly like, like you (a lot! apparently) and relentlessly text you about it when at the onset you’ve already replied, “wrong number”.

A place in hell.

It’s beginning to feel like it really is not my year. First, my Blackberry, then my netbook and now my iPod! ),: In the span of what, its not even six months? The should already be special place in hell for those people stole my things. S:

I feel most sad about losing my ipod because its my most favorite of all. ): I will miss my playlists, my e-books which I have bookmarked and  written notes on, the pictures in Instagram I haven’t downloaded, the recordings I haven’t synced into my I-tunes. Argh. I am trying to move on but the good memories make me feel bad all over again. Sigh.

And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.

If I may borrow a word from David Levithan’s dictionary… this is I think what happened.

daunting, adj. Really, we should use this more as a verb. You daunted me, and I daunted you. Or would it be that I was daunted by you, and you were daunted by me? That sounds better. It daunted me that you were so beautiful, that you were so at ease in social situations, as if every room was heliotropic, with you at the center. And I guess it daunted you that I had so many more friends than you, that I could put my words together like this, on paper, and could sometimes conjure a certain sense out of things. The key is to never recognize these imbalances. To not let the dauntingness daunt us. (The Lover’s Dictionary, David Levithan)

Moving out, moving on.

If there’s one thing I will miss the most about leaving our flat and moving to a new place, it will have to be the freedom to run around only in our undies.  

The demise of a farthing (non)romance.

“It’s like looking at all the students and wondering who’s had their heart broken that day and how they are able to cope with having three quizzes and a book report on top of that.” 

I know for a fact that God does not always give us the things we want but He will always give us what He thinks is best for us. Still, I’m sad about it. I might not have time to mope cos of the million things I have to do but yea, that was a year of wasted affection. ): I just hope in my heart of hearts, beneath all the hurt, that he’s happy. 

Happy Easter!

For all the times I question and all the times I doubt and all the times I thought I’ve been left on my own, despite our strange relationship, there is one thing I am always certain —I am loved. Thank you Jesus, for always patiently waiting until my twisted logic sort it out; until I am ready to tell you I am wrong and you are right. For your mercy, forgiveness and steadfast love. For every ‘another chance to start again and finally start right’. <3.

Rollercoaster days.

From exciting and promising to bleak and dreary. I need to find my footing soon.

You… What do you look forward to? What is your cause for hope?