A Tale of the 500 Kingdoms

I have been reading this for years, 3 i guess. Since my ate gave it to me. And I’m glad i did finished it. Its like getting back to the waning days of the imperial glory of magic and historical fantasy. As if it had been lived. :)

and it comes with ate’s heart warming note

Mood Swings

Didn’t we noticed it, our moods playing with us. It’s like riding a roller coaster of feelings. But remember in riding a roller coaster, we do have companions. And they’re not just sitting beside us ranting if we would rant, shout if we will, cuddle if we are too sweet, and laugh as hard as we laugh. They are critic-like humans that observes the way you act, the words you speak and even study your defense mechanisms. Some replicates it if they wanted and for others, if they won’t like it they will never ever accompany you again to the next roller coaster ride. (unless destiny wants so)

It’s like a pseudo reaction when everyone’s shouting at the peak of the ride and you’re sitting in there, blank faced, without reaction. So enough of the roller coaster. Wake up darling! Your life isn’t driven with the force from a roll coaster! Head it toward to what you want. Act yourself. Control your words, study others feelings learn to outwit the right use of emotions. You’ll be surprised to what extent you could be gaining. :)

So let me introduce her

Marla is an optimistic neophyte to her desires in the very best of her career. Dwelling in the midst of studying her own habits and paradigms Marla herself conquered the battle somewhat happening in her head. Managed to fulfill the first steps in her staircase life and a halfway to the peak of success on her unidentified summit.

She’d love to taste different cultures this world has to offer. To travel and keep the happy memories from photos and writings for her to reminisce. She laughed as hard as she could cry in a hopeless romantic comedy movie. She is uncertain about love, life and it’s chemical reactions. But she’s still coping up to every detail of it. For she is a walking process. Learning little by little, applying step by step. A human that digest every values that matters in such movies.  She’s just waiting to use those lines in her own casualties. And sure she do believe in happy endings, indeed. ♥

BLUER than BLUE

so back to the lazy daisy nights, feeling so blue and seemed like an enormous captive of a sudden lonesome might engulf you in no time. Meanwhile sleepiness deprivation always exists in such a body that never done anything tiresome is such vacation sunlight. Waiting for such a listener who’ll do the talking. Someone you can turn to to say that you felt really so, oh guess you can’t even describe how it feels like. And immense yourself into writing. Neither you yourself couldn’t embrace the fact you don’t really know what to write. So then i found myself to tumblr as well as other occasional bloggers do. So let me just spare this time to concentrate on something that my mind is eager to type, something non-sense just to let the hands do the typing. Guess i need to get back on myself again. and better do some useful thing. Other than to sleep, i might as watch this disney movie instead. 

Feed me now.

I really loved and won’t stop lovin’ reading those self help books, from front cover to the back leaf, again and again. I can’t even turn my head against them in a library full of interesting novels and academe books. it’s like their whispering to my ear sayin, “have me, i’ll never get you despair. Understand me and i will keep you inspired and motivated. Let’s have a good time and i’ll give you the wonders you yourself can have”.

And then i read a post that this girl hated “self help books” and never wanted to read it once again. and i really don’t know why. what she said seemed started a chaos inside my head. for i know how great those books helped me. Maybe it’s the books fault for not giving her interest, nor she does’t wanted to be over powered of what she read. But it’s not letting the book tell you what you should do, it’s giving yourself a piece of clue on what to do.Then i guess it’s always in the eyes of the beholder. Everyone’s differences can never be manifested. Well, sort of.