Comment was initially posted on “comment response #3” Posted by: Anonymous

Hehe... I do not wish to own a blog. I prefer to "blow" someone else's instead... :p

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I finally overcame my mental obsession. I've been living a double life for a while, trading in a lot of my personality for the compromise the other end doesn't even appreciate. I decided to take it back. I realize people are just different, I can't forever be a faceless, selfless person to satisfy other's mental needs. I don't know exactly how, but it happened one morning this past year. And in that, I think I finally find part of myself back.

I guess deep down, I'm not the kind who express their feelings comfortably to others, maybe even close ones.

I love the rain. It's a luxurious life moment, might be sadly alone, or happily romantic, nevertheless self-conscious of the beauty of the moment. I love the sound of rain gently tapping on glass, the sound it makes as it trickles off of the roof, gurgles its way through the gutter and down to the ground. Something about it is just soothing to me on so many levels. Memories of going camping, sleeping in tents and hearing the gentle tapping of rain pelting the roof of the tent, memories of running through puddles for the sheer joy of getting muddy.

Kinda makes me philosophical. One raindrop falling from the sky, billions of other raindrops but one little raindrop made me stop and look. It trickles down the windshield, leaving a meandering path, at points it meets up with other raindrops, travels with them for a while and eventually goes its own way again, sometimes it stops in one place and holds steady for a while before continuing on. A lifetime lived in the blink of an eye. Then I look up toward the sky, and realize, maybe... just maybe.... we're all just raindrops on the cosmic car windshield.

Right now, I'm more of hearing the night ticker by, like a gurl on a strange island. I need to talk to myself to have myself back to me.

[Hehe... I do not wish to own a blog. I prefer to "blow" someone else's instead... :p] I bet you've been "blowing" off alot of other people's blog, haven't you? *grin*

I bet you’d like the song “rhythm of the falling rain”. A very cute old song but I’m not who’s the original singer.

I really like the way you put things into perspective. You make simple things sound so complicated and meaningful. I guess that’s the thing with most women (I meant that in a good way). Try telling the raindrop story to a guy and he’d probably scratch his head. Not that he is insensitive but guys are just like that. They see rain as rain and nothing else.

Let’s say a guy wins a prize, he’d be thinking to spend it but if a lady was to win it, she’s be thinking more about the validation of her win. She’d feel that she has proved to the world that she can do it, that she is capable. Men compete for the prize, women compete for the validation.

But still your piece was nice *grin*

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Comment was initially posted on “comment response #2” Posted by: Anonymous

Your poem may suck but it's from your heart
May jingle and jangle but it's a brand new start
Great to see that you're quite alright
Don't leave to waste all your great might

I try to reply it back with a poem but I just suck. I just can’t come up with a poem on the fly. But it’s really nice of you. I really do appreciate it. Thanks.
Nothing makes my day better than someone affirming that my poem suck *grin*

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Comment was initially posted on “is this all too late?” Posted by: Umpossible

hey i love that song :P... Miss McLachlan rocks :P...thought you said you wrote everything yourself...hahahaha "paraphrasing" right? teeheehee :P ah welz..just wanted to applaud you for your great taste in music :P

toodles for now :P

Shhhh… you know I know enough la. Do you really have to bust me on this? But well, technically I did wrote everything myself. I was the one who typed it out :p But frankly, I used to hate Sarah McLachlan because I find her songs too slow for my liking but for some weird reasons I’m starting to like her now. Maybe I’m getting old, or perhaps I had too much of punk and ska that now I’ll just settle for serenity…