And I love her so...

 Winter time
It's cold and dry where I am
Amidst the warmth of family love
I called my little sister
Knowing she would neglect to moisturize
As she hates the stickiness of Vaseline
So I put my face cream on her pink, slightly flaky cheeks
She said it hurt, of course!
I felt a sweet tenderness
Her chubby baby face lightened my heart, even though she was complaining
Then I dabbed lip balm on her lips
Warned her in advance, "Do not lick it"
She commented, "It smells so nice", then licked it anyway
"Sweeeet", she said
I gave her a half-scolding look, pinched her cheeks
Then off she ran, back to the other kids
I smiled
Happiness is so simple.

Haiphong, 30th January 2011

Random thoughts over a cup of latte

Hello world! :)

Do you enjoy chilling in a café with your favorite cuppa latte and a sweet, delectable piece of cheesecake?

Well, that's what I'm doing right now.

Not the ideal way to spend a Saturday night, but since all the love birds are being, well, love birds, I guess I can take a little Me time. :)

I like the way cheesecakes melt in my mouth. Whoever invented cheesecake must have been a genius.

Conversations... Sometimes we talk just for the sake of conversations.
When words have no meaning but to be spoken and listened, not discussed and heard.

Like diet coke is supposed to be healthier.

We do things, thinking that we are fully conscious of our choices, but then somehow in the end we realize we were only dream-walking.

Life loses its beauty when we live in doubt
For fear of dishonest people
And so we give dishonesty in return.

Can you live true to your heart? 

Acidic Love & Nothingness

I found this beautifully sad post from Daul Kim's blog.


Daul was a supermodel who killed herself at the age of 20...

Image source: http://cantsaidtoabel.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-are-missed.html

You may find this a bit depressing, nevertheless it is something to think about. "Past is heavy, but past is past"


She also said "but when people grow together, its something that is not easy but is nice". It's true, isn't it? We all long for that special someone that we can be with for as long as it matters... 


"how can you be smart

when its love

i already accepted that i relate to nothing

past is heavy but past is past and

i can only try to understand



egoism

too much self importance 

perhaps

luxury of time 

perhaps just series of bad events which were only beautiful

the irony

the facade we put on

penetrating time.

but not egoism.

it is relative but different.

i just know

the more i gain

the more lonely it is

but when people grow together

its something that is not easy but is nice 

and that is something, 

relative.

staying relative is hard

staying honest is hard

i know i'm like a ghost

i have nothing

but myself

and potential, to me is the question of will

thats why i am present to you"