January 2012
5 posts
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A spark.
Often times, I would find myself reading quotes and feel a rush of inspiration to do something with my life. These quotes by famous people, of quirky people— of people who have traveled the world. People who have done great things. And then there’s me. Who hasn’t really done anything nearly as great. Who stays idle and yet is fascinated about the words and ideas portrayed by...
Push.
I wonder when you lost your way. When you stopped caring? When you stopped putting your heart, your soul, your very best effort in everything you did?
Life is slipping you by. And you’re just watching it go. Look at who you’ve become. It’s not too late to make things right, to turn around and head the right way again. It’s easy to just keep walking the same path you’re on now, and I know...
December 2011
5 posts
“You’re your problem, Annie. And you’re also your solution.”
– Bridesmaids (2011)
Please
Have pity on him, this man who has lost so much. I apologize for him, he doesn’t know any better. These social rules have lost all meaning to him. He can’t recognize those looks pretentious looks of yours— your brows furrowed which narrow a pair of judging eyes as if you know him. As if you know his story, as if you know anything at all about him. As if you know how we suffer...
52. What happens
What happens when your best isn’t enough? When you run as fast as you can, push yourself as far as you can go but in the end it just wasn’t enough to get where you you wanted to be. It’s frustrating. And it hurts. It hurts to know that you failed despite your best efforts.
They say that anything is possible if you try hard enough, but I feel like I’m just pushing against a...
Breathe.
“There will be times when you feel as though too much is being asked of you or that the information covered in a course is more than you are able to comprehend in a single quarter. That being said do not be discouraged, remember you applied for this competitive program for precisely that reason— to be challenged. When the time arises, and it will, when you are feeling overwhelmed...
November 2011
5 posts
“I began to draw an invisible boundary between myself and other people. No matter...”
– Haruki Murakami (via anditslove)
“There’s always some reason to feel not good enough
And it’s hard at...”
– Sarah McLachlan’s Angel
“Some things are hard to write about. After something happens to you, you go to...”
– Sylvia Plath (via lostinthesounds)
Lesson learned of the day
Do not use your ballpoint pens as drumsticks. Caps fly very well and will get lost. And you’ll be finding random ink splatters around your room for hours.
Yesterday
I watched a middle aged couple hold hands on the bus as I was headed back to my apartment. As often as I’ve seen people hold hands, there was something about this couple that was different. It was the way in which they both clasped onto each other’s hands as if they will never get another chance to. As if each was holding onto the only hope they had. Ok, so some background...
October 2011
5 posts
51.
No matter how much time has changed us, I’ll always be here to listen. Whether that be tomorrow, next month or years from now. Please don’t forget that.
“When exactly we go from kids to people, I’m not certain. I do know that it’s not...”
– (via wordsandlyrics)
Someday I hope to tell you that
I love you more than anything in the world. And I hope you know that I’ll always be here for you—to listen when you need someone to listen, to talk with, to make you laugh, and to hold you high. Because there is no one else in this world that could make feel the way I do when I’m with you. And when I’m waiting for a sign from God to tell me that everything will be alright, my mind has a way of...
September 2011
9 posts
7 tags
50. Why does it hurt so much?
Why is it that every single day, when the traffic in her thoughts slow down, you begin to drown her mind. You haunt her dreams. So much that burning tears fall down those cheeks. You, who loved her more than she could. She, who pushed you away when you needed her. She, a daughter, who knows that you won’t be there to walk her down the aisle. You, who had so much to give but lost it all into...
Wow
I can safely say that this quite possibly has been the most productive morning of my entire 20 years of existence.
I would tell you everything I did, but I don’t want to surprise you by the sheer magnitude of events and errands that have been finished within a 5-hour time frame. So I will leave it at that and say… thank god, I needed a day like today. And it’s not even noon!
“Be not angry if you are wronged. Forgive the dead man in your heart what wrong...”
– Fyoder Dostoevsky’s The Brothers Karamozov
Hmm.
Something amazed me today. I’ve been spending the past 2 months, reflecting on a lot of things. Trying to find some sort of happiness and contentment based off of my past mistakes. But I realized that the way I’ve been going about it was wrong. I’ve been looking for answers in my past when I should have been looking forward. And I forgot something essential. Friendships. And all...
Anonymous asked: Just wondering, what's the meaning behind your blog's title?
Cultured meat... go figure.
http://smallbites.andybellatti.com/?p=7467
Solution to the problem? Yeah right, I don’t think so. Good article.
So yes, I'm terribly jealous.
C: Are you jealous?
A: Of what?
C: Jealous, of me.
A: No... I'm not. I'm not jealous because you had money, growing up. I don't regret how I was raised. I don't want money. But I guess, the only thing I'd be jealous of is the relationship you have with your dad. With your parents. Because you can still ask your dad for advice. And I miss that.
49. I would have
I would have loved you. More than I have ever loved anyone else. With a kind of love that wraps you up like a blanket at night— and makes you breathe out easy after a long, tiring day and your chest swell with a warm sense of happiness. A kind of love that would take us to the ends of the earth, my hand interlocked in yours. A seemingly invincible love, that we only hear about in stories....
August 2011
11 posts
Holy sh*t
http://live4artinla.deviantart.com/gallery/
Go here now and forever bask in the glory and might of colored pencils. Seriously, I saw this and just looked at everything saying… well the title of this post. This is talent.
Words can not
even begin to explain this tired feeling that I have right now. Got a final on animal physiology less than 2 days away and I’m not going to lie, I’m really stressed about this. Doesn’t help that I’ve got to work at the lab everyday too. I usually feel like I have everything under control, but I think I bit off more than I can chew this time. Well… hopefully the final...
49. Red lights
Cry your tears now, girl. Go ahead, let it all out as the skies shift to black and all you’ll see now out your window are those flashing street lights and the seemingly endless stream of cars passing by. Whoooosh. Each of them driving to go somewhere, to see someone, but none of them for you. Don’t you know, girl? That they’ve forgotten you? You should be used to it by now, that...
4 tags
The feeling
when you just want to curl up next to someone and let the weight of the day fall away. When his warmth can soothe the ache in your bones and your heart.
Just thought
I’d share one of my favorite blogs. He writes microfiction in 50 words:
http://fiftywords.com
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1 tag
July 2011
9 posts
48. Wishful thinking
I asked God today why he took you away from me. However, looking back I knew it was a selfish question. I seem to be asking a lot of those lately. I suppose I’m but a daughter who reminisces too much in the past— and I just want to sit and talk to you again. I’ve always wanted to know how you fell in love with my mother. What it was about her that was different from anyone else?...
“The greatest irony of love. “The greatest irony of love; loving the right person...”
– (via eletheowl)
“Some people pass through your life and you never think about them again. Some...”
– (via eletheowl)
that awkward moment when you don't know if a car...
I’m usually like
When I cross the street in Seattle.
June 2011
9 posts
You know what,
I only wanted you to believe in me. But you couldn’t even give me that.