It strikes again!

Pessimist : There are ants on my pizza.
Optimist : Free ants!! Awwww yeeaaahhh!

Now who's crazy? *evil laugh*

Moving forward.

I once had a conversation with someone I don't really converse with, not so long ago.
It was during one of those days of endless struggle about something that needs overcoming.
Well it was like an answered prayer when suddenly he was the one sitting beside me
I don't exactly know how or where the conversation started, but that day he told me...
 "Don't dwell in the past. It's like a wedge that will eventually destroy you."
I looked at him for a long time, at awe on how he could have read through my soul.
And then I find those words repeating inside my head every single day of my life.

Chuck Norris facts.

I came across the same article I have read some time ago about Chuck Norris jokes. I find them hilarious. So for those who haven't heard of them yet, here goes!

There is no 'ctrl' button on Chuck Norris's computer. Chuck Norris is always in control.

Chuck Norris can sneeze with his eyes open.

Chuck Norris can kill two stones with one bird.

Chuck Norris doesn't shave. He kicks himself in the face. The only thing that can cut Chuck Norris is Chuck Norris.

When Chuck Norris swims, he doesn't get wet. The water gets Chuck Norris.

There is no theory of evolution. Just a list of creatures Chuck Norris has allowed to live.

Outer space exists because it's afraid to be on the same planet with Chuck Norris.

Chuck Norris once ate an entire bottle of sleeping pills. They made him blink.

Chuck Norris is currently suing NBC, claiming Law and Order are trademarked names for his left and right legs.

Chuck Norris counted to infinity - twice.

There is no chin behind Chuck Norris’ beard. There is only another fist.

When Chuck Norris does a pushup, he isn’t lifting himself up, he’s pushing the Earth down.

Chuck Norris is so fast, he can run around the world and punch himself at the back of the head.

Chuck Norris doesn't wear a watch, HE decides what time it is.

Chuck Norris does not get frostbite. Chuck Norris bites frost

Contrary to popular belief, America is not a democracy, it is a Chucktatorship.

Ghosts are actually caused by Chuck Norris killing people faster than Death can process them.

Jesus can walk on water, but Chuck Norris can swim through dry land.

Giraffes were created when Chuck Norris uppercutted a horse.

When Chuck Norris was denied an Egg McMuffin at McDonald’s because it was 10:35, he roundhouse kicked the store so hard it became a Wendy’s.

Scientists have estimated that the energy given off during the Big Bang is roughly equal to 1CNRhK (Chuck Norris Roundhouse Kick).

Chuck Norris ordered a Big Mac at Burger King, and got one.

If you Google search “Chuck Norris getting his butt kicked” you will generate zero results. It just doesn't happen.

The Bermuda Triangle used to be the Bermuda Square, until Chuck Norris Roundhouse kicked one of the corners off.

All men are created equal.....except for Chuck Norris, he's better.

Piglet says...

Nothing was better said enough.

On making promises

"How did you come to like stars?

-When I was young, my dad sent me a telescope for my birthday. He wrote on the card, "Study the stars well, so we can go watch them together next time."

So you went to watch the stars with your dad?

-No.

Huh?

-We never went, not even once.

Why not?

-Believing in that promise, I studied so hard I could have become an astronomer. Do you know what I got for Christmas a few years later? Another telescope.
That's when I realized, he didn't send the first gift or the card, but that his secretary did.
Do you know what my dream is?

To go watch the stars with your son?

-No. To not make promises I won't keep."

-Boys over Flowers (Episode 22)

Colder.

"Care I live long and colding
or live life full in time’s moment’s blink?
The colding of stone’s night 
so different from the greening’s fading
As sun’s shadow’s passing here to future
having lived giving and dead through receiving
For the greening of sun’s warmth again
greening, fading, dying again and yet again...
Whilst stone’s colding is always known
Ever present...
Ever hard...
Ever cold...
Ever..."

But where does the cycle really begin?

You might only get what you give.
You might only give what you get.
Love begets love
But so is time.
And love is time.

Stay more.

Sitting around, wondering why
You love me, yet you come and go
At times we get along so perfectly it scares me
At times you keep me looking for you.
You disappear without a trace, without warning
Letting me live with doubtful minds around me
Waiting for you to come back once again.
Lingering here a little, setting off a bit more
Clinging on too close, unleashing up too loose
Making me weary, tired and confused
Though you go overboard with taking advantage of my submissiveness
And though I don't always come to really understand your place in my life
You know I have to live needing you.
Why do you always have to come and go?
Can't you just stay?
Just stay with me.
Appetite.

Just because...

If you choose to make a decision...

which you know will cause discomfort or pain and loneliness to someone...

no matter how reasonable you are...

you're in no stand...

to acknowledge a right of having to say you're sorry...

Bokura ga Ita (Our existence)

"You may not believe me, but even before he told me his name, I felt as if I already knew who he was."

"Happiness is a hot chocolate on a cold day."

"If you feel like you're pushing yourself even a little, then it's wrong."

"After all, love is all about timing. If you don't say the right thing at the right moment, no matter how much fate was involved in the relationship,everything will be ruined. Even if you regret it, it'll be too late."

"I think the opposite of love is great effort. Because you need a lot of effort not to fall."

"It's not that you can fall in love with someone new because you forgot the old. It's because you fall in love with someone new, that you're able to forget about the old."

"With women, if you're not by their sides ,you don't know where they'll go running off to."

"I don't want to hurt him. But I get hurt by him and I run away. And then I chase after him again."

"Even if I'm jealous of his past,there's nothings I can do about it. Even ten years from now, he will still be the same. I should already know that. But why do I still feel like I want him all for myself?"

"I wish I could rewrite my past. But i can't. If I could, I'd do all I could...if it would stop you from crying."

"He likes you. And you like him. It's perfect.

 I'm just an intrusion.

 I've given up on you many times. Because I thought that would be best for you.

 But you're crying.

 You're crying right now.

 Mutual love?

 Loving someone else's lover?

 Friendship?

 All of that can go to hell!

 You like him. And he likes you. And it's perfect.

 But I can promise you one thing...

 I'll never make you cry."

"The past holds as little reality as your dreams. Hurry and realize that already."

"What kind of present could make your past pale in comparison?

 -A reality where I exist and you're there right next to me."

"Ever since I met you,I feel like...I've lived to meet you."

Circumference.

I'm not the type of person who's stingy with words. Not someone who lurks silently amongst the crowd either. I can be a conversationalist when the circumstance calls for it. I'd imitate a grown up's perception  and exchange only words where she would want a conversation to linger. I'd tackle a child, talk about dinosaurs and make up stories I'm fully aware would not make any sense. I'd tease a couple of youth and spare some giggling first love adventures to them. I'm someone who talks and laughs among a congregation with familiarity as my company. I can approach people normally and eliminate any awkwardness if I'd allow it to. I smile and make friends. I reason out when called and be remembered if I want to.

However, I too, am someone who choose my listeners. Who could care less if a crowd passes by while I wait patiently for what truly holds an importance to me. I'd mingle with varieties of individuality but remembers only those with true values. My social life does not encompass around numbers and figures. I don't count company with quantity. My world may revolve around an army of human but my life turns only for my own circle.

Most of us, or more appropriately all of us, unaware or not,have our own circles. We create them. We select and place individuals who'd complete them. Then they become our purposes. Something to always look forward to. The closest to our insanities with given authorizations. They become our definitions. The ones who truly matter.

I value my circle. Whenever I'd try treading outside my borders and seek different territories only to be alienated out, it's comforting to know that there's always a place to return to. A home.

But then...they have their own lives too. They have their own choices too. And a time will come when like me ,they need to discover their purposes as well on where to let their worlds revolve around and when to try striding on different grounds too.
I live in a home with a few parts left. Where recurring conflicts betwixt the captains ain't something new. Being the youngest of the legacy, it isn't so easy to adjust my sails and go my way too. For doing so, I would just be creating more of what I'd be running away from.
I observe as one by one, the other parts of my circle, go their own ways. And far away. I couldn't see them. I couldn't touch and hold them. They are incapable to always be there when you call on them anymore. And I could go crazy sometimes knowing I don't have so much option when I'm dying to have someone to talk to.
Restrictions. Distance. Silence. A long wait.

To know that leaving is a common part of life but so is coming back and finding something new. Or the perfect  awareness and faith that no matter how big a circumference of a circle may become, it's still a circle. Though I'm mindful that distance doesn't always mean loss and a long wait is not forever long, I can't seem to gather my deliverance. It could be my imbalanced hormonal discharge due to a regular phase for being a woman or a new set of getting used to's. It must be the sequence of ruins on the most random things lately, or recollection of wrong words for still vivid arguments. It could be anything else too, because even if I know that maybe it's just one of those days and that it absolutely isn't true, for the very first time...I feel. I do. I am.
Alone.
I feel so alone.

                       
                                   
 I'm so much better than you guess.

Looking at the bright side.

When looking at the bright side seems betrayal...
It's not easy to identify the silver linings, much more to focus on them.
We aren't all the type to always dwell on the opposite side of shadows.
Until we have no choice. 
Unless we have no choice.