Monday, August 30, 2010

so i'm just waiting on the world to change

I'll be frank. Until three weeks ago or so I have never opened my eyes to the world. I mean- ofcourse I've lived life with an open eye, just not as aware as I should be however I met someone who has broadened my horizons to the fact that you can make change regardless of how many candles are on your birthday cake. I felt somewhat intimidated by this certain someone because it took me thirteen years to realise something so obvious while they've figured it out at an age so early compared to the rest of us. Not only is this person gorgeous but their heart and soul is so beautiful I'mconvinced it's made out of diamonds. I'm done with waiting around for the world to change. Sure I'm one small person but whose to say I can't make or at least help to make one big difference. Make a difference for the better with climate change, animal rights and poverty because if that's what you believe in why lurk in the dark? fight for it 

you've got nothing figured out but the little trivials


I'm not one for calling things 'made out of gold'. I'm a little unique in that sense because when something is so mezmarising I call them 'made out of diamonds'.
In a sea of striking blue, green or hazel eyes when it comes to men, according to me nothing can beat an honest set of brown eyes. It's the simplicity that makes it so irrisistable.
I'm a believer that no architecture will ever compare to the beautiful eiffle tower, so elegant and beautiful in it's structure that it is simply très magnifique.

Hate is a strong word that no one should be affiliated to. I've always reffered to not having a very strong like for someone as not knowing them well enough or if they've done something that really hurt me bad, having no respect for them, but hate is not a word that someone can use like a signature pen.

ladies and gentlemen






I know I've had a lack of sleep thanks to the thoughts that I've pondered in my mind for quite a while now and I'm not sure if the things I'm questioning are a result of feeling tired or if it's even imporant but ever wondered why men have such elegant words for them while women don't? I mean men have the words guys, gentleman, boys, males, man to assisociate themselves while women have girls, woman, females ... the only elegant sounding word for women is lady. So why is this the way it is? Ever wondered the same thing?

Friday, August 27, 2010

when the nightsky is covered by the glitz of stars and fireworks

I'm waiting on a new year. A year that allows me to open a new page in my life where the past stays as a past and what the future holds is something I'd be willing to venture on. I'm looking forward to chucking out books and using a folder instead, looking forward to sprinting to classes because they're the ones I chose as opposed to being forced to do, looking forward to hopefully being a part of something big which leaves me desiring every end of term and most importantly walk away from this turn of a decade. This year has had highlights but I've worn a frown for far longer than I wanted.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

wishing

I want to travel the world, pack my bags and get a flight to Paris, London, Tokyo, Bali and New York . I want to spend my days with a cup of hot chocolate in the morning. I want to have a camera in my hand during the daytime to take pictures of all things beautiful and unique. I want to come back to the hotel room at night to put on a couture dress and spend my night enjoying the nightlife under the fairy lights of stars.

Some people call me insane but there are two things in this world that i think is horrid but many are baffled as to why I think so. They are piercings and tattoos
I think piercings are stunning only if they're on your ear lobe (double piercing acceptable) or if it's on your belly button (though some says it's slutty, i like it) and two I abselutely hate tattoos because it's a permanent mark on your body which you might regret one day however nicole richie's fairy wing tattos are gorgeous (not that i'll ever get one).

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

I have never met a boy like you before. A teenage boy with a soul like yours, it's some kind of magic. It's easy to say you're gorgeous physically but thats an understatement considering how amazing you are inside too. I've never met a teenage boy who cares about the world around him, it leaves me in awe and questioning how you can elighten so many at an age so young. You might not know how amazing you are but those around you can see just how brightly you shine. You inspire me so much that I can't comprehend why.