Haiku 004

The stars cried tonight

And t'was the chorus of a

Heart being broken

teh boiffie

One day he's totally inlove; the other he's throwing everything out of the window.

It wasn't the kind of relationship I used to have, nor I dreamed about. Everything seems strange and unfamiliar. If I thought the most recent ex was challenging, I need to think again. I should have raised the tolerance higher with this one; or rather have lowered the expectations.

The past days were like one of the best days we had so far; we're young and so inlove, we had dreams and hopes, we were happy and all. But with just a single misdeed, everything went into a shamble; promises were broken and the relationship was compromised.

There is pain and disappointment, agony and disbelief. It's like a nightmare; dark, cold and scary. And for the first time since ages, I cried one of the most painful tears.

Competition

Competition. People have to always prove that they are good, that they are bigger than the others, that they are the epitome of earthly success. Most often than not, they would like to think that they are one of the carriers of truth and justice.

Meh. Without competition, life would be so much bore.

I am naturally competitive. But most of the time, I only compete with myself.

And as they say, every rule always has exceptions. Most of the time, when there are provoking circumstances, I will try the best to always stay passive because I know how it is when I roar. But when things are getting too much for my nerves, then I'd just be sorry, the competition has to start.

Have you had the competition of your life? I am about to have mine. : )

Tonight I can write the saddest blog post

Life is short. But love is shorter.

*And this be a copycat of Pablo Neruda's Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

I hate her

I'm feeling a bit uneasy when I left the office tonight. It's the familiar pang of pain I feel when I'm jealous. I hate her and the way my boyfriend smiles at her.

When everything feels too much ...

STOP.

Feel the air.

And breathe.

There's life outside your usual boring daily life.

Go out and play.

Have fun.

Life is short.

weekend

Yesterday:

• I went to the gym and danced. My body is aching now because that was one hell of a fast hip-hop. ‘Get Your Money Up’ was my LSS for the rest of the day. The lady instructor is so pretty I really can't take my eyes off her. I swear she smiled at me. 
  
• Then I had dinner at Bigby’s Cafe in Megamall Atrium with boiffie. We both ate Uncle Sam's Roast beef, I’m telling you the serving was big enough for two persons. I ordered mango juice but when I saw the guy in the counter making mango shake, I gave the mango juice to boiffie and had mango shake instead. Heee :D
  
• After dinner, boiffie and I scouted Megamall Cyberzone in search for a SATA cable. The bestfriend bought me a SATA hdd for my Mashimaro ( yes, I named the desktop at home Mashimaro <3>
• Boiffie accompanied me to the salon to have my hair cut. Now the hair is short. And there's a little regret somewhere here. 
• We went to Gateway and stayed at Krispy Kreme. I had Hershey’s cookies and cream, he had original glazed. And smooth for both of us. We chatted the night away. And yes, we talked about politics. It was the first time we ever conversed about stuff like that. 
  
• I went home tired but happy. I had fun today. 

Today:

• Yesterday I wished today would be better. I should have wished harder.
  

This week on my Belle de Jour planner

You are not a rose in someone's garden.

You are the architect of your own landscape.