" There just comes a time when it's so clear that
moving on is the best decision. "
Love is a powerful emotion. It brings two different people together and brings hatred and grudge for some when a good relationship turns sour.
Love is Life.
Love is Happiness.
Love is Blind.
Love is Eternal.
Love is Forgiving.
Love is the End.
Love is the Beginning.
Love is Moving On.
Love is Freedom.
We all experience love in various intensity. Most of us gave everything, that when this love meet its end, our heart and mind can't process it quickly, we can't accept it, we are in denial. Because we emptied our hearts already, nothing left for us and gave all to the one we thought will do the same. We felt that we're useless without the other person. But we are not! We maybe incapacitated for a while, but thru hope and diversion, we can manage to survive.
It will take time to heal. The process may be antagonizing but time will heal everything.
I am telling my good and dear friend about this, I can't feel the hurt, but I understand her pain. Love is a never ending search for the right person that will love us back, respect us, protect us, give us strength. The right person will come, it may not be the guy or girl were expecting, but he or she will come, to bring back the colour in our lives, to give us back the smile and the kick...
Sooner or Later. We'll see.
I wanted to change my room every now and then, I feel that this is my home away from home so might as well make the most out of it. I get my inspiration from UZ, Real living, Ikea, Zen Magazine and more.
All my stuff in the room are from my travels and from the local shops.
I like it and I hope you like it too!
The day that was...
47 degrees hotter. Off days filled my roster. All my friends were thousands of miles away-- dinner in Paris maybe? "Merienda" in Jollibee! Grrrrrr! Coffee in Milan? while I'm stucked here in the land of unconsiderably filthy rich locals and schools of Pakistanis and Indians.
I decided to make my day productive. Went to uniform store, begged to give me additional stuff, failed! . Ate my favorite Dried Beef Fried rice with Egg or the infamous "Tapsilog short for Tapa, Sinangag and itlog". Though I barely eat rice now, I can't help myself but grind over the pearly, soft, yummy pieces of grain. So another bottle of Green Tea HP assured me that I'll be okay. Bloated and feeling so fat, I needed a break! Window shopping.
Rushed to Marina Mall. Walked. Walked. Walked. I didn't buy anything, fitted many clothes in Zara, visited Louis Vuitton for the nth time, empty handed =( . Envied the locals. But still proud!
Someday, when the sun sets. I will walk with my chin up high again.... Kudos for the high interest from HSBC huhuhu! Hate it!
Flight EY 402. Cabin Manager-Petar. Hot briefing but manageable. Full flight. Delayed aircraft from Jeddah. ET-C no ground airconditioning.Delayed boarding. Passengers irritated. Shouting like they own the plane. No announcement was made regarding airconditioning malfunction on ground. Cabin Senior A-Kon Krub! Vegetable choice sucks, Potato with Tomato sauce!. Arrived Bangkok an hour late. Changed outfit and went directly to Chatuchak with Anna Dom. Amazed with the weekend market. 100 USD budget. Too much people, fashionable and mediocre. Saw some Flip Models and Locals. Ate a lot of Thai food. Satisfied. Bloated. Swept Chatuchak. Found Thai Wall Frame. Happy. =) . Anna was lost. Went to the hotel alone. Tired but Happy. Slept. Ate. Slept. Packed my stuff. Flight back to AUH, EY 407.
Krub Siam!
