I have failed countless times to update this blog, and I have a feeling no one really reads anymore. However, since this was where I started writing it always feels most comforting to return to write short bit about my life here
I was browsing today this article where a number of individuals had submitted pictures or scans of their teenage diaries. I have hardly graduated out of teenhood myself; once a very interesting character told me that you don't truly stop being a teen until you've passed 25 years of age. Sometimes not even then. Yet I can't help but look at (the now hidden) entries that used to chronicle my life in secondary school and then in junior college. I was a very different person then, and yet, not so.
As I write this now, I am waiting for myself to fall asleep, for the memories in my head to die down so I may just tumble into a nice dreamless sleep.
Yet sleep evades me, as it naturally does when you need to wake mere hours later for the most important task of school. It feels so new all over again, because people just come and go and come back again.
But enough of my rambling, I should really try to at least close my eyes and lay down, and hope that eventually sleep will take me.
To all those people who left my life, I miss you. You know who you are
<3 M
marlz. daughter. sister. friend. cousin. girl. 1988. born to die.
sunnuntai, tammikuuta 29, 2006
my greatest asset
i've been taking time to watch a few movies that my mom has loaned from videoez. one of them was monster-in-law. wasn't too bad really, clearly funny. just not haha funny you know, just heehee funny. if anyone gets what i mean.
there was this part of the show where the lead female Charlie, played by JLo was on the beach with her soon-to-be boyfriend, and eventually, husband. so in this scene, she asks him what colour her eyes are. and he says this:
Well, at first glance your eyes are brown. But when the light hits them, they change to amber. And if you look really close around the iris, the colour is pure honey. But when you look into the sun, they almost look green. That's my favourite.
coupled with the way the yellow gold sunlight was filtering down on them, the way the sea behind them was gorgeous, and the violins were playing in the background, it was pretty romantic stuff. but that's not my point.
my point is that my mother claims that his description of her eyes are an exact description of mine. i doubt my eyes are that pretty. like she replied : i'd settle for just brown.
sure i've had ppl tell me that my eye colour is nice. BUT i don't get what's so nice about brown eyes. i think they dark and boring. i want green eyes, like the absolutely heart melting pair that really hot guy from charmed had. or maybe like harry potter. or frodo from lord of the rings. if not, grey, like my grandpa, the bestest man in the whole wide world. then i'd resemble him some heck, i'd even settle for blue eyes. anything but brown. but NOOO i had to have brown eyes.
i like asian eyes even, though i think they'd look weird on my face. i look too matsaleh to carry the exotic jap/chinese looking eyes. and i found out that one eye is slightly smaller than the other.
hmph. if only i had prettier eyes.
marlz
1/29/2006 12:28:00 ip.