Friday, December 7, 2012

Single Status Isn’t A Syndrome



When I was young (in secondary school, 13 17), I was desperate praying that someday I will found my own partner.  It was also known as soul-mate or prince charming or the one.

Every time I looked back to the time, replay the old memories, I ashamed how much I have been wasting my time by looking for someone that I can crown to be my partner, my prince charming or the one.  Because I finally realize that I never appreciated myself while I was single.

When I was single, I never stole a moment to live my own life by doing something that really can live my own life, something that can me really have a good time in my life because, I was too busy looking for my prince charming.  I know.  I know.  

Well, I found him when I was 18 and we are still together now.

You know, if I know that I going to meet him at 18, I will never ever wasting my time looking for him everywhere when I was 13 -17.  I shouldve live my life by careless about it but have fun like the world about to end because I eventually got to meet him at 18.


From what I have seen now, single status isnt a syndrome.  Its a choice of love.  Its a choice to love yourself enough to give life the time to find you the person who gives you butterflies.  Being single is about not settling and not giving up on love.  Being single is about spending time with yourself and learning how amazing you are, alone, as one whole being because lets face it, if you dont like spending time with yourself, who will?

If youre single, dont ever hate to embrace it while you still can.

Saturday, December 1, 2012

This Place Is Your Home


Settle down, it will all be clear.  Dont pay no mind to the demons because they fill you with fear.  The trouble it might drag you down.  If you get lost you can always be found.  Just know youre not alone cause Im going to make this place your home.




Dedicated to someone who:
  1. Just lost someone important in their life.
  2. Just lost their strength, faith and hope towards something or someone.
  3. Still think that they were alone in this world.
  4. Still looking for themselves in every corners of someones shadow.
  5. Feel they were lonely.
  6. Were crying over something and yet it was nothing.

Friday, November 23, 2012

I'm Not A Writer For My Storylines

For this past two years, I have been through a lot.  Not that Im complaining because I bet that there werent only me in the downstairs of the world and I completely aware that our life was like a roller-coaster; youre on the top when youre happy and youre down when youre torn apart.

2012 will be gone when December will come to an end and it a matter of time for me to make a conclusion of my journey at 2012.  I dont know if it was one of truly adventurous, dangerous and priceless and flawless journey I ever experienced because honestly, I kind of blurry right here.  I dont know how I used to feel but I know I have been cried a lot for this past years and I have been shutting everyone out of my life. 

I know there was something wrong in me.  I didnt stop the aching from spreading further throughout my body.  I didnt stop the tears from slipping off my eyelids and scraping down my face.  I finally learn how to survive it and the only way that way possible was when I sat through it and felt every bit of me wrench in pain.  I let the pain burn inside me until it passed because I no longer had the option of walking away anymore.

I had learned so much, so quickly, that somewhere along the way it just become normal- like it was okay that I would find myself hurting.  To some cold, unwanted extent, I had hardened inside.  I wasnt so much the person I used to be and I know it was because I was broken.  There were pieces of me scattered everywhere, submerging themselves in the dark places to make it impossible to find again for someone to pair.

Well, pain, hurting and broken were probably the accurately words to use to describe what I have been felt for this past years.  And it doesnt stop there.  I wanted to be okay with living in the latter but my heart and my mind didnt seem to be on the same page.

For now, it is the clearest thing amidst the sea of perplexity not being myself was no longer a choice, it is an inevitability.

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Playlist Files: My Top 30 Extraordinary Roller-coaster Inspirational Love Songs



As a writer, words, especially lyrics, resonate with me and feed my soul.  The power of words never ceases to amaze me; they can pump you up, tear you apart, leave you breathless or empathize with you when you need it the most.  My father work around Europe for his entire life and when he come back home, he always bought a cassette from various artist like Celine Dion, Abba, The Kelly Family, even Britney Spearss first album.

So, at the age of 11, listen to westerners music was my hobby.  At that time, I dont understand what they have said or meant in their lyrics but I keep listening to it.  That was when I know that I loved music.  When I was in high school, I understand the westerners lyrics in their songs and once I understand it, I embrace it because they were describe what I felt and what I have been through in this beautiful word.

I was 21 when I bought my first laptop. I downloaded so many songs and also tried to recover all the songs that I have been listening when I was a kid. Since I have a very big collection of music, I bought myself a hard drive but now it sits in my drawer with the dreaded sad-face, meaning the hard drive is shot.  I had a matching sad face for months.
Honestly, I was one of truly luckiest person alive because I manage to copy (not all files but still lucky) before it been worse. I take the experience as a lesson so now, I have 2 hard drives.  Safer that way, I guess.

Scrolling through what seem like a millions of songs, I can clearly pinpoint each and every stage of my life throughout the past years.  There were those when I was on top of the world with happiness, others when I was trying to find myself and some where life had become too much, too soon.  Like a scrapbook (but I dont have one), my hard drive is infused with memories, dates, and emotions.

I have many categories of playlist like Hurt Playlist, Cooking Playlist, Jogging Playlist, Up Playlist, Down Playlist, Damn Good Lyrics Playlist, Touching Inspirational Playlist, Move on Playlist, Extraordinary Roller-coaster Inspirational Love Playlist and even Break up Playlist.

I think I like to share with you my Extraordinary Roller-coaster Inspirational Love Playlist for the ladies/ guys that so in the cloud smiling, giggling and chuckling or crying and yelping for some extraordinary roller-coaster inspirational love moments.  Words and lyrics are the beauty in the song of life.  Whats your song?
  



Two at the Time Shelly Fraley