:: Fragile Things ::

It’s not always about you.

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I realise words can cause so much damage. It’s funny how the least of them could have the greatest impact. Why did we ever get so flippant with our words anyway? Even if its out of merry jest. Perhaps, we should guard our lips a little bit more. And while we’re doing that, guard our hearts to not take offense.

Then there’s the other matter of thinking there’s more to nice words than there really is. Taking things at face value? I’ve learnt not to read into things too much. Maybe you should too :)

Don’t get stuck in sticky situations.

Random : Words like chimichanga makes me giggle.

I saw a little boy in KFC Subang Parade yesterday. He was so adorable and so happy. He had this perpetual grin on his face and…i was itching to get my camera and take a picture of him. But i didn’t want his parents to think i’m some baby stalker or something.

As i observed him further…i just got to thinking at how brave he really is. He was playing at the little playground and there was a girl older than him there, sorta guarding the slide cause she was there first, and he just barged into her. Imagine, a little boy only bout 2.5 feet tall, barging into a 4 feet tall girl. It was just so funny. Kids have no sense of…self-preservation. Or fear.

I mean, there was this teeny chance of the little girl smacking the boy down. You’d be surprise at how ‘territorial’ some kids get. But…that didn’t happen. In fact, the two got together rather well despite being strangers to each other. I honestly think the ‘perpetual grin’ helped. I watched the little boy the whole time i was lining up for KFC (no, it wasn’t for me – for those of you who know my dislike for it). And i must say, i felt happy for the rest of the day. His smile was so contagious.

3 things i learnt :

1. There’s no such thing as shame when you’re 3 years old and happy.
2. Kids can make friends, anywhere, anytime.
3. Have a perpetual grin or smiling face, and you’d be able to barge through anything. Including ‘taller people’.

I have to admit…i’m envious.

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I felt like a little girl loose in a chocolate store when You showed me what You can give. Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.

I’d like that, thank You :) Prepare me that i may receive it in due time.

Let go of the good and embrace the best! – Pr Kenneth Chin (May 2009)

Good is the enemy of the best. I don’t want to settle. This beating heart is set apart for You…

Here we go, Lord. We gonna go walkabout. I’m taking Your hand :)

“…denied none of it aloud, and agreed with none of it in private.”

I’m liking that quote.

Kind of makes you think again that you should mean what you say. Let your ‘Yes’ be a “Yes”. And your ‘No’ be a “No”.

Or if the occasion calls for it, some things are really best left unsaid. Freedom of speech? What a load of rubbish.

Freedom of thought on the other hand….i certainly denied none of it aloud. It may be good to remember that what we express may not necessarily reflect our true thoughts or feelings. Good or bad? It depends.

Some people call it tactful.

“Amazed” by Lonestar was playing in my head…y’know how the lyrics go…

Every little thing that you do, i’m so in love with you, it just keeps getting better….

…yeah, so sweet kan. Haven’t heard it in ages. Random thought :) Haha.

Anyways, i came across this ’short story’ in this “Tales From Shakespeare” book that i have.

“Bertram never knew how sensible the lady Helena was, else perhaps he would not have been so regardless of her; and seeing her every day, he had entirely overlooked her beauty; a face we are accustomed to see constantly, losing the effect which is caused by the first sight either of beauty or of plainness; and of her understanding it was impossible he should judge, because she felt such reverence, mixed with her love for him, that she was always silent in his presence…” – All’s Well That Ends Well, William Shakespeare

I would be pretty down-casted if i was Helena. Growing accustomed to a face, overlooking one’s ‘difference’ because its expected that you know ’someone so well’ or because you don’t at all. I pray i won’t get to a state that i forget to appreciate others. I know little things count. You’d be amazed by how they do :) And it doesn’t even have to be in the romantic sense only.

You looked different. It’s a good thing. Wouldn’t have said it otherwise :)

It just keeps getting better…

I felt today moved really slowly. It was as if there was something i had to do…but i couldn’t put my finger on it. So i did nothing. Slept in after moping around late last night. Spent some time with the Actspressions team earlier. Entertaining, indeed. I love watching people arrange music/feel their way through a new song. It’s funnily inspiring :)

Some things i discovered about myself lately.

1. My voice isn’t what it used to be. I wonder if its the aftermath of excessive chocolate-eating. Well, here’s to fasting from chocolate for 21 days. Yay. *in the most non-excited way* Lol.
2. I have a tendency to grow really quiet. For no reason. Or rather, at crucial moments of which i am required/should speak.
3. I’m still a doormat.
4. I can’t do basic math anymore.
5. And I still don’t know how to manage my expectations.
6. I can’t seem to blog like i used to. It gets tiring reading things over and wondering if it’s ’safe’ to be posted. Guarding my thoughts. Perhaps? Indirectly.

If an eagle gives you a feather, keep it safe. Remember: that giants sleep too soundly; that witches are often betrayed by their appetites; dragons have one soft spot, somewhere, always; hearts can be well hidden, and you betray them with your tongue.

- Neil Gaiman

There’s something i enjoy about his writing. It makes you think about what he’s thinking. And then it makes you think on how such simple words, can contain such profound thoughts. Just like another Book i know.

It doesn’t pay to be so curious. Seriously.

I’ve never had problems exerting self-control. Until now. *throws phone away*

I’m missing a fruit :( Or two. Patience. Bah.

And i’m so terribly NOT photogenic. How dismal. Sings to self, “You’re so vain…you prolly think this song is about you…

..don’t you? Don’t you? Don’t you?