Alice sits by her bedroom window.
So white, so beautiful, so pure and pristine. It looked as if clouds had descended on it in a blanket and decided to envelope it for safety.
And she loves her room, Alice.
But even in it's comforts she feels an inexplicable wave of fear strike her at the most unlikely of moments. And it lingers, it does.
She wants to tell the little bird, her friend who used to fly around her head and chirp knowingly albeit strangely off-key.
But the little bird scoffs the security of her room. What more her irrational fears in spite of it, and it thus made a vow to never visit Alice for as long as she lived there. Or she would never know if it did.
As Alice walks to her snow-white bed, she stares at it for a long while.
So untainted, unpolluted, unblemished. Then she closes her eyes and whispers to herself "I'll try.", falling backwards onto the soft cottony sheets and attempting to soak up the softness of it.
But the world is made up of bipolar dynamics. And Alice knows that. With every soft touch, there is hardness to it.
Closing her eyes, she resigns herself to and inevitable fate of either metaphorically or literally getting killed.
But that's Alice.
Entry @ 1:28 AM;
Sunday, June 29, 2008
as she walks she stops
to feel the wind
once in awhile
it moves as usual
it moves
slow, meandering around her
at one point it's almost a typhoon.
then one day the wind stops
and the sweltering heat engulfs her
but she can take the heat
like she can take the cold
and even without the wind
she will go on
because it's better than utter destruction
where she and the wind will both die out.
Entry @ 12:00 AM;
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
the other day i was going to work in the morning. and i was crossing the overhead bridge. when i was 1/2 way across i looked up and saw the clear blue sky and the intense green of the tree leaves and thought "life's good because i get to wake up to such beauty".
:)
Entry @ 9:44 PM;
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
i love the sex and the city movie
on the 1st level it is the perfect girly movie, with great clothes, pretty holiday locations, neat and realistic resolutions and of course most importantly the girl group network and dynamics. (which already makes for a good chick movie in my opinion)
on a higher level each of the four characters represent what many modern women hope to achieve as individuals. love, family, career and sex. i mean the four women have all four some way or another but each character is given a specific part of being a woman to focus on and these facets of life have been brought out throughout the series (which i didnt watch cause when they started i think i was still not really mature enough to understand) and in the movie as well.
but yea totally enjoyed watching it, of course company was good :D
haha if we ever have a chick flick marathon again sex and the city MUST be on the list k :))))))
hehehe alright.. time to sleep.. if not, i'm never gonna get well hurhur
^-^
Entry @ 2:34 AM;
Saturday, June 14, 2008
as a fist clenches onto her heart
she asks why feel
why feel for transcience
everything is but fleeting and impermanent
but defiantly she holds it down tighter
and stares into the abyss saying
hope.
until perhaps the heart can take no more
then she will lie down
and she will find solace in at least having known
hope
Entry @ 2:38 AM;
Friday, June 06, 2008
The waves crash onto the shore
With immense power
And a touch of grace.
Like a dance it executes
Rhythmically
In tempo.
What about the shore then?
She sits there
Taking in the magnificence
And maligance of the force
She has no control
Faithfully
She waits
For the rain to stop
back from taiwan ^-^
Entry @ 10:42 AM;
Monday, June 02, 2008