I once believed that life was a gift. I thought whatever I wanted I would someday possess. Is that greed, or only youth? Is it hope or stupidity? As far as I was concerned the future was a book I could write to suit myself, chapter after chapter of good fortune. All was right with the world, and my place in it was assured, or so I thought then. I had no idea that all stories unfold like white flowers, petal by petal, each in its own time and season, dependent on circumstance and fate. The future is something no one can foretell.
Like a white oleander - beautiful yet poisonous, pure yet deceiving - is Life. For a moment, you believe that all's going well, just like you prayed for. Then suddenly, God throws a stone at you and hits you so hard you feel the pain right into your bone. The taste of bitterness involuntarily fills your throat so abruptly, taking you unaware, making you feel dizzy and faint. And all you wish is for the voice in your head to shout louder than it used to so as just to slap you awake again. Which makes you realise, that such an amazing and unexplainable treasure could be so hurtful and difficult to go through.
Unveiled: Tamar
TheseAreAFewOfMyFavouriteThings_
Dark chocolate.
There's no need for explanations!
Counting money.
Who doesn't?
Art.
I love how the way you can express your emotions be it in a dance form or a piece of painting. And no words are needed for it! Awesome!
Semi-precious stones.
It's so much more unique..individualistic. There are so many different kinds of it around, just like how there are so many of us around and each and every one of us are different in our own good way.
Anything vintage.
Yes, there's a granny in me. Old things just makes me feel so much for it. Junk furniture, vintage flowery patchworked apparels and decor. All of it!
Old worn-out photographs.
Isn't it just heartwarming? To dig out those old photos that have been accumulating cobwebs in that small little dingy cupboard at that corner of your room, and just indulge in reminiscence.
Walking alone.
Sometimes, life is so tiresome and busy that I just want to take a slow stroll and let my poor sense of direction lead me to wherever it takes me and just admire everything else that's around.
My blanket aka nappy.
This is embarrassing...
Music.
I can just sit anywhere and listen to my mp3 for the whole day oblivious to my surroundings. It has this amazing ability to make me high and make me cry. I just wish that there's a mp3 out there with a longer lasting battery life.
Dance.
People who know me will know.
Friends.
Yes, the tv sitcom. Everyone loves it, no? I can watch it a million and one times and still find it funny. Hmm..who knows? Maybe all the twists and tangles in my life will end well. Just like Friends. Peace!
Crying.
Treatment: for extra relief and emotional detoxification. Side effects: may cause soreness, redness and sometimes harmful to one's pride.
Still, a highly recommended medication. Don't be a wussy and try it sometimes!
Shopping...
I know..I know..only girls will ever understand how it can actually be so highly therapeutic at times..*smirks*
The list goes on. There are so many things I love/love doing. Sometimes, you need the crazy dramatic things in life to make one truely see all the beauty that plays a part in it.
