Friday, September 23, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
A typical love story
A princess that's loved by a prince
And a villain that plans to ruin it all
He kills her horse first
He kills her horse first
& then her prince
She calls her army for help!
Princess saves the prince
Princess tries to kill the villain
He dies
& they live happily ever after.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
#1 September, a month to remember?
I haven't been blogging much, maybe because the stories I want to tell have lost their essence, or maybe because at a moment I knew I had already told them to people that mattered.
But now, its September, the month where things start. People going to school, some off to college and some starting a new job. In other words, there will be less people to tell stories due to my inconvenient time of story telling or unimportance of what I have to tell.
So what am I up to this September? For the first time ever, I have this feeling that I am in this new phase (post-graduating) that feels like being thrown out to life. Strange right. In a way I feel like I have just landed in a forest, alone, with no body but myself and a knife in hand to keep me surviving. That knife is my knowledge, education, heart and people that matter.
I am trying to make something in this forest, because that's the type of person I am. It may be building a bridge to cross over from a place to another or a sheltered house from tree leaves to stay safe. Or it could be building a wooden boat and sail away or make a fire and remain warm wherever I am.
Yes, I am speaking in metaphors, and only a few will understand what each word translate in reality.
That's it for now, rambling about unimportant stuff- but to me, its my life's major transition up to now.
Adios for now.
But now, its September, the month where things start. People going to school, some off to college and some starting a new job. In other words, there will be less people to tell stories due to my inconvenient time of story telling or unimportance of what I have to tell.
So what am I up to this September? For the first time ever, I have this feeling that I am in this new phase (post-graduating) that feels like being thrown out to life. Strange right. In a way I feel like I have just landed in a forest, alone, with no body but myself and a knife in hand to keep me surviving. That knife is my knowledge, education, heart and people that matter.
I am trying to make something in this forest, because that's the type of person I am. It may be building a bridge to cross over from a place to another or a sheltered house from tree leaves to stay safe. Or it could be building a wooden boat and sail away or make a fire and remain warm wherever I am.
Yes, I am speaking in metaphors, and only a few will understand what each word translate in reality.
That's it for now, rambling about unimportant stuff- but to me, its my life's major transition up to now.
Adios for now.
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