Fair Fight?

If it is a fair fight, then someone has failed somewhere.

Fail, but with panache!

"You should celebrate"

I tried.
Nobody's coming. I'm cancelling.

Nightmares

"You look tired, you should sleep more"

Yeah, well, it's not really as if I had a choice, right?
Sleeping. I like sleeping.
Warm blanket, soft pillow, stars above my head.

It's the mightmares that I don't like.
They're made with remains of the past, insecurities and harsh memories.
They leave me tired and sad on the morning.
There is always this bittersweet taste, the regret, of an era gone forever.
There is the shame and the debilitating terror of tragedies that even time can't erase.
There is the constant humming of all the small things we add up everyday.

That's probably what is the hardest: good and bad things all mixed up together until you can't really say if you really want it to stop.

They say I have to let go of the past.
I did. I turned and walked away. I worked hard not to dwell on old memories.
But how am I supposed to feel when they come every night, taunting me, haunting me?
I keep on going. Straight back and proud face.
I won't let the past crush me.

And still every night, I see the same faces, hear the same words, relive the same scenes.
And on the morning, I feel exhausted and vaguely lost.

Birthday Girl

Today I turned 24.
It's no big deal, really.
I didn't even celebrate.
But I thought someone ought to know.
It's just another day.
But today I turned 24.

Get up - Extreme Music

I found this.
I love it.
Enjoy.

*victory-dance*

"You have been admitted"

Oh Good Gracious God.
That's it.
I just got the email.
I've been admitted. A one year program of Chinese Lessons. In China.
I'm leaving.
It's not Hogwarts, but Gosh! This is so cool!
I'm so happy! So excited!
(so stressed too)
I'm leaving to China!
*runs in circle, crying*
*victory-dance*
*mini-wave for myself!*

Funny story

There've been a lot of work in my building lately. All the windows have been changed and the frontage has been insulated.
Two days ago, the architect and the site manager came to check that everything had been done properly.
When they entered my sister's bedroom, they saw her bed, which is just next to the window, unmade, with her enormous stuffed Thumper. And some really weird thing suddenly dawned at them:
"You can't let a small child bed so close to the window! It's not safe! He or she might fall out of the window!" They told my father.
The information took a sec or two to sink in before my dad answered.
" Yeah, sure, I'll tell her that. I know preparatory class must be really stressful, but I don't think she'll throw herself out of the window."
My sister's 19.
The enormous plush Thumper might have been a bit confusing.

According to the stars

According to my Zodiac sign, my angry self is: " Give me one good reason why I shouldn't set you on fire."
And for once, I have to admit, this is pretty accurate. That or "If you say one more thing, I'm going to hit you so hard, you're going to fly to the moon."
Next step being me hitting you with a sharpened shovel.
You've been warned.

signs angry with you

• Aries: "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't set you on fire."
  Taurus: won't talk to you and gossips behind your backGemini: confronts you with what you did wrong and tells you what you have to changeCancer: silent treatmentLeo: sends nasty text messages to you and tells everyone they knowVirgo: writes a rant about you on tumblrLibra: hits on your crushScorpio: gives you the coldest, deadliest stare you could imagineSagittarius: cruel to your faceCapricorn: adds you to their hit listAquarius: writes a poem about you then screams at you for 19 and a half yearsPisces: makes plans to murder you
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Anyway.

My Father just decided to buy a new motorbike.