where've they gone?

i want you to know:

i love blogs! all sorts of em. most of the ones i enjoy reading evoke insight that genuinely excites me because they're the kind of ideas that are brilliant and (always so) well-explained. they're the ideas that can't be found in school books and that kind of stuff. but this is something i want to say.

where have the unique stories gone?

i love all of the blogs that i read, but i feel as if familiarity breeds... yeah, i won't go on.

i've read about making choices, about proper life attitudes, about believing in myself, about inner beauty and those kinds of things. hey, don't get me wrong, i've written about these things recently and i don't regret that. but what i'm trying to say is, i want to encourage myself to avoid writing cliche. to avoid writing the story that everyone's already read or heard, just in different words. because if i fill myself with the exact, same stories everyday, eventually the stories that i am meant to tell will change.. into something a little more influenced by the world. a little less of who i am.

i don't know if you believe in the same thing.

but i mean, write about how pasta could change the world or something.

think and write about something that nobody has ever heard of before.

this time,

to those who waited,
and reloaded their browsers on my page
several,
s e v e r a l
times,
to those who stuck by,
to those who emailed,
to those reading
and re reading
and re reading again,
to those who have stayed
and to ones who have come;
again,
welcome.

i've been gone for a while and i know that isn't healthy for me. but now that i am back, i have planned an awful amount of great things for this blog and for what's going to become of it.
i've even planned up a whole to-do list from an 8 hour plane ride.
yes, friends, i've come from a long trip to london and the middle east,
and i've never been so glad to be sitting on this chair
in my room
at this time of the night.

i've got a whole bag of photos, lame jokes and pretty things.
i've asked a few creative minds to help revamp this blog into something that might make you smile.

i should stop, i wouldn't want to spoil it all.

i'm excited.
you should be, too.

cheers to what's ahead.

smiles

I've had better months and better days. I wish that I could find the right words to say what I think or feel. Right now, I am at the point of pressure; where everything is on me, and I will have to take responsibility. And sometimes the incentive is what keeps me from taking that bigger step. Sometimes, I am distracted and my priorities are messed up.

And with that, honestly, I, myself, am seeing changes in the person that I am and I don't necessarily like them. But you know what's stricken me? It's that no matter what I've done, God seems to never run out of love - at all - and He's the only being that I know of that can do that. To love unconditionally.

Hm, why can't people be more like that? Why can't I be like that?

A friend asked me one time: If you were a color, what color would you be and why? 

It was only almost reflex to blurt out my favorite color (which is undoubtedly green) and not give any other reason, but that night I thought about it and decided to go much deeper than what I initially put out for. Because If I were a color, I'd be blue since it can both portray happiness and sadness. And even so, my friends will see me and love me for me; flawed and imperfect.

// 

Something to make you smile:

I see a bit of light 

From the edge of this cave

This drenched

Moist

And damp cave.

(Also known as school)

(And exams)

I see colors

And smiles

And I can smell

A tinge of salt.

Yes, 

It's summer.