never enough time. i feel weird because i don't blog and i wish i did.

you are my Chuck.

'I thought that if I could be the Blair I WANT to be, then maybe Chuck would come back to me faster. It's so weird. He's still close, but I've never felt so far away. I can't stop thinking that tonight he's thinking about another girl. He's not thinking about me. '

! and the birthday week(s) continue...

learning to adore and constantly be amazed by perfect, innocent kisses on the cheek :)




that was the best first day back! ty lovely people (L)

when you fall

Diary of a ( hungry ) girl

The most thrilling chase is the chase of perfection
However in this particular case, pursuing the chase can completely destroy you.

how do you know if you're smart?

Prelim year, day (- 3) : Diary of an ( insert adjective here for every post ) overly analytical girl

once i rid myself of one worry, another just happens to run by.
i can't get rid of this ...this longing.
but now it's longing for something i achieved only months ago
how could it leave my grasp so quickly, how did it escape?
it was mine and i had earnt it. it was my prize.
acceptance. the feeling of finally earning my place.

but my place is fragile and the people running after it are ferociously ambitious - even more than me.
if only i had the heart to grab on tighter to that spot, plant my feet on the ground and yell at them
"slow down, slow down. we can all have this, it is something we can share."


i need something enlightening/inspiring to happen to kill this down mood.
i would very much like to sit on a park bench and listen to your crackling voice telling me all those good things; about sparks in our eyes, and potential jumping from our speech. i want you to tell me that it is my path, it wouldn't have been this easy till this point if it wasn't. now i'm starting to wish things didn't always just 'work out'

what am i going to do now if it simply doesn't?