revelations

"the blower's daughter" sung by Damien Rice,
beautiful, truthful, sorrowful

there was a part where women sang,
"did i say that i [love] you
did i say that i [want you
here all the time]"

that's what i [wish to have] heard,
"like angels singing,"
i had said.

this, however, were the actual words:
"Did i say that i loathe you
Did i say that I want to
leave it all behind"

oh the irony.

cookies*

finally, i fulfilled my wish of baking cookies,
(even though they were a little deformed,
two of them a little burnt)
only now i find myself wanting to make more food--
there's a sense of pride and satisfaction that comes with every:
"your cookies are really good!"
*chuckles*

one of the best things about being home
is that i can make a mess
in the process of making chocolate chip cookies,
whereas in the dorm,
heck, i don't even have all the necessary equipment!

think i'll try a soup next, hehe

"but i'm not sure i know how"

the semester ends today,
and four days later,
i'm going home.

before that,
are many many tasks that await to be finished,
a closure--
is it? *thinks* i'm not sure if that's appropriate..
anyhow,
this period is done and over with.
i smile.

and it does happen:
people do smile back when i do

music: unconditional love

"when i see you i remember [us]"

an ocean and two moons

it's been a while and finally, a pause intercepts--
i can rest now

new year's day was a little different,
but warm, affectionate, heartfelt in every sense of the words

i wish that we could have talked,
i wish that i didn't feel so lost
i wish that everyone has/d the happiness they deserve,
that smiles would greet me everywhere i go
and i'll smile in return

these little exchanges might just make the world a little warmer,

to you all who i cherish,
that we remain always in touch,
that the distance between us all can easily be covered,
that we last,

i miss you all, i really do,
but i'm happy that i shared a period of life with you
you have influenced me in ways unimaginable,
and even though i do, during the loneliest hours, wish to change history--
it remains,
and the uncountable beautiful memories brings a smile on my lips