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Gahhhhnnnnn!!!! :S

Sometimes, I am, quite frankly, appalled by people and their attitude. Right now is one such perfectly. . . well. . appalling time!

I wish it wasn't like this, and I am going to do whatever it takes to change it. Blah to anyone who stops me! I'm my own person and shall always be!

Feeling slightly blah-ish to certain people and situations, but overall, veryyyy happy today! I honestly believe that I know some people who I would want to know/be with for the rest of my life. No matter what!

I like knowing that there are people who will reschedule because otherwise I won't be able to come. :)

Feeling warm and fuzzy, even though I won't be able to meet them for the next few days. But I am just feeling really nice today!

Fly!

The nest of young eagles hung on every word as the Master Eagle described his exploits. This was an important day for the eaglets. They were preparing for their first solo flight from the nest. It was the confidence builder many of them needed to fulfill their destiny.

"How far can I travel?" asked one of the eaglets.
"How far can you see?" responded the Master Eagle.
"How high can I fly?" quizzed the young eaglet.
"How far can you stretch your wings?" asked the old eagle.
"How long can I fly?" the eaglet persisted.
"How far is the horizon?" the mentor rebounded.
"How much should I dream?" asked the eaglet.
"How much can you dream?" smiled the older, wiser eagle.
"How much can I achieve?" the young eagle continued.
"How much can you believe?" the old eagle challenged.

Frustrated by the banter, the young eagle demanded, "Why don't you answer my questions?"
"I did."
"Yes. But you answered them with questions."

"I answered them the best I could."
"But you're the Master Eagle. You're supposed to know everything. If you can't answer these questions, who can?"
"You." The old wise eagle reassured.
"Me? How?" the young eagle was confused.
"No one can tell you how high to fly or how much to dream. It's different for each eagle. Only God and you know how far you'll go. No one on this earth knows your potential or what's in your heart. You alone will answer that. The only thing that limits you is the edge of your imagination."

The young eagle puzzled by this asked, "What should I do?"

"Look to the horizon, spread your wings, and fly."

Doing nothing. :)

I want to sit and laze all day. Give one day to doing nothing, not even having fun!!

One day to sit in the sun, paint a bit, leave it unfinished.

Read a funny comic, walk around a park. Drive randomly while aiming to go nowhere. And not getting any traffic.

To curl up in bed, and not get up until I want to.

Go shopping and buy lots of little things I want to give to people.

Go shopping and buy myself a card. A pretty card.

Go swimming, but just float around.

Wear a funny flowy skirt with a top that doesn't match. At all!

To sit with people, only because I want to. And talk about the random, seemingly meaningless things in the world of conversation. Not have opinions, but just a couple of thoughts.

Nice music. :)

Simply, to live a simple day, where I do any random thing I feel like!! Ah, the bliss of it all. . . yet, not to be made into an everyday thing! :P

Thinking and believing that the only problem right now is. . . being cold. Being unfeeling and indifferent to others. And that's how a lot of us have evolved (devolved?).

Everything seems to matter more than the people here, than connecting to them. Yes, their experience matters, their learning matters, but it is too rare that THEY actually matter!

Sometimes I gotta feeling, that it's gonna change. And fast. :)

And that feeling is getting stronger each day, coz with each passing hour, I realize how much it means to me. :)

What is it about you that makes me melt every time I think of you??

Dspensable, replaceable

It's the simple everyday things that make me realize how dispensable, replaceable and insignificant I really am.

And I don't always like it.

How could you. . .

What's the realest thing in my world? In my life??

My family, and the friends who are just as close as any family can get.

Missing everyone, and wishing I would make more of an effort to stay connected, to tell them I care, to ask them what happened today. I wish I could go back to the times when we had time, and the opportunity to just sit and talk. Because we met every day no matter what.

And I wish sometimes that I was a different sort of person. More. . . ummm. . . conversationable, if you know what I mean.

Oh well, anyway. If you're reading this right now, know that I miss you and I want to know what's going on in your life!! Yes, I check out your facebook page before mine, read your emails before an EP ;) , check out your tweets, new pics, blog, before I go to mine. :) It sometimes seems to be enough, just knowing what's up, and I make myself believe that it's ok. Even when it's not.

I miss all of you!

Love you

Love, as a concept, as a feeling is heart wrenchingly, achingly, vividly, just so REAL!

I sometimes wish I knew who you were, who is the one meant to be with me till the day I die. Because I refuse to believe that you don't exist. You are there, somewhere in the world. We just haven't found each other the way we should. . . yet.

But I want you to know, that whoever you are, wherever you are. . . I love you.

Learning a lot, doing my best, gonna make it the most memorable time ever. . . SO ONNN!! :)

Warm and Fuzzy

Awwww!!!

I'm feeling very warm and fuzzy today.

It's been a day of extremes; good and bad, fun and forced, letting people down and exceeding what they expected.

However, I have built lots of good memories, learnt lots, and am ending the day on a warm, fuzzy note, and looking forward to tomorrow a lot!! :)

I'll know it's you because. . . when you come into my life, the world will change as I know it.

Koi chahe, toh tumhe chahe. . .

tum jaise ho, vaise chahe. . .

koi tumhe badal kar chahe, toh woh sauda hai. . .

aur sahiba, mohabbat mein sauda nahi hota

In the end, no1 will remember it. No1 will remember what went into achieving it. No1 will remember I was there too. . .

And that, my dears, is the bitter truth.

Everything shall cease to exist.

I liked today, especially the way it's ending. :)

Realized a lot about my members and what I need to do specifically with each one, as well as together.

People you get along with don't necessarily stay the same when you're with other people as well. Or perhaps it's you that changes too.

I like the mountains, especially if I have nice music, amazing people, and can sit on the edge of a window while the car drives down.

There is still a lot to do. :)

Once this set of events ended, a new one started too;

I get senti very easily while watching a movie, and can cry buckets of tears for no reason. :P

I don't always say what I mean, or mean what I say. I may say I hate you and that all you do is nag, but my hearts just crying out that I love you and you're the bestest person I can know

Some friendships will last forever, I can feel it in my bones.

I realize that I have changed a lot, and one of the ways is that though I may appear critical of love, I believe in the forever-kinda-love, and I'm willing to wait forever for it.

I can stay happily single forever too, if I don't feel right with the person. :)

You. . . Somewhere. Someday.

To you.

Wherever you are, whoever you may be.

Sometimes, just sometimes, I think I know who 'you' are. . . but perhaps not.

I love you.

And I wanna play hide and seek, give you my clothes, tell you I love your shoes, sit on the steps when you take a bath, and massage your neck, and kiss your face, and hold your hand and go for a walk.

Not mind when you eat my food, and meet you at Rudy’s and talk about the day. Talk about your day and laugh at your paranoia. Give you tapes you don’t listen to, watch great films… watch terrible films.

And tell you about the TV program I saw the night before, and not laugh at your jokes. Want you in the morning, but let you sleep for awhile. Tell you how much I love your eyes, your lips, your neck.

Sit on the steps smoking ’til your neighbors come home. Sit on the steps smoking ’til you come home. And worry when you’re late, and be amazed when you’re early.

I’d give you sunflowers and go to your party and dance. Be sorry when I’m wrong and happy when you forgive me. Look at your photo’s and wish I’d known you forever. Hear your voice in my ear, feel your skin on my skin. And get scared when you’re angry.

I tell you you’re gorgeous. And hug you when you’re anxious and hold you when you’re hurt and want you when I smell you and offend you when I touch you and whimper when I’m next to you, and whimper when I’m not. Smother you in the night and get cold when you take the blanket and hot when you don’t. Melt when you smile, dissolve when you laugh. But not understand how you think I’m rejecting you when I’m not rejecting you and wonder how you could think I’d ever reject you. And wonder who you are.

But I accept you anyway. And tell you about the tree angel and enchanted forest boy who flew across the ocean because he loved you. I’d buy you presents you don’t want and take them away again and ask you to marry me and you say no again but keep on asking because though you think I don’t mean it but I always have from the first time I asked you.

I wander the city thinking, but I’m empty without you, but I want what you want and think I’m losing myself.

But I’ll tell you the worst me and try and give you the best of me because you don’t deserve any less. Answer your questions when I’d rather not. And tell you the truth when I really don’t want to. And try to be honest because I knew you prefer it. And think it’s all over but hang on for just ten more minutes before you throw me out of your life, forget who I am. And let me try and get closer you.

… And somehow communicate some of the over-whelming, undying, overpowering, unconditional, all-encompassing, heart-enriching, mind-expanding, ongoing, never-ending love I have for you.

Da ra de daaa. . . da daaaaah

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