Geocache Me!

"We use billion dollar satellites to locate plastic containers on earth. What do you do?"

One thing my bf has always loved was the idea of geocaching! It's a modern day scavenger hunt with the use of a GPS =) The basic idea is- you search for a cache near you online, enter coordinates to GPS, find the location, search high and low to find a container, and upon success take something/ leave something behind for the owner =) Your success and all the visitors to your cache are tracked online.. and you can comment on the caches left behind by others.

So we embarked on our first journey today to High Park- where we successfully found a hidden box containing all sorts of goodies (what they were I will not mention, in case there are any geocachers around lol).

There was so much drama looking for it.. the most common phrases said were ..'are we walking in circles?', 'NO. Let me see it now', 'you're holding it wrong'.. and the most popular 'Look! Over there.. ahhh that's not it'. Haha. It was fun scavenging in the snow too!

Here are some pictures of our first find:


If you click on the title of this post, you will be re-directed to the global geo-cache website.

Put Ur Hands Up for T.O...

Our Lovely City! (8) dunananana chhh lol

(I know you know what I'm talkin about :P)

I was pretty much indoors all day today. The lectures, the labs, the tutorials.. *sigh.. On top of that, it gets a little monotone taking the same routes.. following the same schedules.

So I got a little inspired by my friend today who told me he wanted to discover the P.A.T.H. a little more. He obviously lives in T.O but never got a chance to really explore our "underground city''. So I thought to myself.. "Hey! why don't I go explore T.O too". So I did.. in my own nerdy kinda way lol. Here's what's been up and about the block:

The Protest at Dundas Square- A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words:
"Canada- Help Us":

My second hot topic worth mention is this little observation I took about the TTC subway line. There was heavy duty traffic at the Yonge/Bloor station at the exit from the North Subway platform onto the Bloor Danforth (East/West) line. Although there are two exits onto the Bloor line from the North level.. they are just tooo close together! Major turmoil was caused cuz one of the escalators (going down) was being repaired. Funny, because the other escalator was fine BUT going in the opposite direction. It took 4 and a half minutes to clear that exit.. which is considerably long b/c the next train with even more impatient commuters was approaching.

In comparison, I checked out St. George station (cuz that just happened to be where I was getting off lol) and was surprised about the easy flow of traffic (less than 1 minute to clear traffic WTF). The following are comparisons of what happens right after the trains leave:

Yonge/Bloor:

St. George:

While on the bus there was heavy traffic from Christie to Lansdowne *sigh.. cuz at Lansdowne the street didn't have separate right and left turning lanes. So ppl were turning left and right simultaneously... thus, holding up traffic behind them who wanted to go straight. So aneways, I come to my third hot topic, b/c while in traffic the bus just happened to stop infront of the Christie/Dupont Loblaws.. which has been infested with rats/mice recently. They had to clear the whole store.. yikes! they had mice runnin around and breeding in the fast food area!

Lovely- barely recognizable:

My fourth hot topic: GREEEENN is GOODD! not only is this my favourite colour (lol) but the idea of conservation of light/energy/recycling is growing on the public (and government) more and more. Yipee!
New ads by Mr. Suzuki:
The Best for Last: Oh man.. plz I need a picture with this man (who wants to join me?). He has become the highlight of my career at Ryerson:

I think he was feeling a little shy for the camera :$ I can't believe I got him on here. lol.

Listen because..

You can walk farther than one would want to run.
You can have everything, everything you want.
Every thought you can change into a meaningful word.

Listen. Listen because...

It's amusing breathing through a pink straw.
It's great talking with you,
talking without recollection of bad memories.
Listen.
Trust yourself one more time.


--> Wow, I am amazed. I literally just found this on a random piece of paper under my desk ..right now lol! I must've written it a while back.

It's the Budget's Fault!

If you woke up to this, this morning:


and if your car just happened to look like this, this morning:

Then, well.. you must be Canadian AND you must be pretty pissed.
Before January 27th heavy snow meant fast measures to clean the city up. Before January 27th 5 cm's of snow and you'd have 3 huge yellow machines- yes, with the little blue lights flashing- clearing the streets. But.. as today is the 28th of January, things have drastically changed. Only one day after the federal budget change and BAM! an overnight fright train to disaster! lol.

Yea.. you're right, I'm taking this out of proportion..haha fun though isn't it? Although, I did have difficulty trailing to school today and I am surprised of the budget this year.. I doubt it had anything to do with this heavy snowfall (*sigh its so easy to blame the government).

I think more funding should have been directed towards post secondary education and going green! Sure 1billion$ for green research is larger than last year.. but Mister, we're in the recession and in some difficult red-blue times> 1 billion is gunna go fast!

I don't know, I hear Jack Layton critisizing the budget, I hear the QB critisizing it.. I wonder what Ignatieff has to say. He can make or break this government with his decision! and just to add, I think Layton is a bit of an ass to out Ignatieff like that in public. He literally told him to vote against the Conservative proposition cuz he's a Liberal.. is that what Liberals do? I'm very disappointed in politics! Just lean towards the truth people.. not colourful slogans and power! (If only it were that simple, eh?)
** UPDATE: thank goodness Ignatieff liked the budget. There is now peace in the land of Parliamentaries lol! No Coalition! woohoo

Anewho, here's someone who doesn't give 2 shits about politics.. and who had a bit of trouble finding the fire hydrant today (lol).

Love in the Time of Cholera

I got this book for Christmas and read it right away!
I'm a sucker for romance novels lol.

Anewho.. I really enjoyed this novel because it's plot is as simple as everyday life. It's simplicity is what makes it so powerful. The story is about an adventurous young man who falls in love with a girl who is from a family that depends on her growing into a successful, rich, lady. So in short, her father doesn't aprove of the young man's love letters> and he does not aprove of him courting his daughter. So the father of the girl takes her away for several years for her to realize that she deserves much better than that small town boy. Surely, the girl forgets about Florentino.. marries a doctor and has a happy life (I should mention the 2 kids as well). Now, because Florentino is a romantic.. he vows that he will wait for the girl even if it takes his whole life, for he knows that they will be together. In the meantime he has many (as much as 600) love affairs with women of all colours, shapes, and sizes lol. Almost 60 years later, the doctor of whom the young girl married, died. Florentino at once went to her and confessed his love. However, it took her another two years and 20 letters later to admit she always had feelings for Florentino. The novel ends with the elderly couple, happy, and at last enjoying a cruise in South America.

The movie is perfect. Captures all the important pieces of the novel.

http://www.megavideo.com/?v=S3S5GSVX

1 Smile

Want to remember
Want to forget

So simple and sweet
Makes it difficult to regret

No change is needed
Just let me be

Why alter the universe
When everything in it is happy?

Why not just smile
But mean it when you do

No words r needed
For the good the world you do

My Fluffy Monster

Here r some random picks of what Amor has been up to:

I just had to buy this sweater for him.. the snow gets tangled in his little curls lol. Plus, doesn't he look preppy? haha (it comes with a scarf too.. but that's just tooo much).

Amor loves yogourt! In fact, he pretty much loves eating anything to everything (except chocolate). If it falls on the floor, it's his! *sigh

Another Buy...

So I went out and bought something else later this week..

but this time it wasn't for lil ol' me.. but for my mother!

She's been very busy as of late.. with work.. grocery shopping.. walking the lil rascal (Amor-my pup).. oh and she decided to take a course @ Humber.

So I decided to buy her a dress.

My mother, similarly to myself, loves goin out (with daddy) and dancin' her tale off! In December they've been to 3 banquet-like parties with their frnds.. and for January and February they're planning on going to 1) charity event (this weekend), 2) Valentines dance, 3) Masquerade Ball, 4) a "Hunter's" Ball. LOL.

Of course these are all elegant events.. but btwn her and her gf's its fashion supreme! so when I saw this dress at Jacob (AND reduced from 150$ to 60$..) I thought it was perfect (very fun, flirty, yet elegant) So I tried on a size bigger.. and immediately got it for her!

Cute, huh? I love the black stone detail. It lines the back of the dress as well.. and it has the same deep cut on the back =) HOT. Overall.. it is very comfortable and I love that it sways when you move> perfect for jammin out on the dance floor.

So the verdict: I got home.. surprised her by laying it out on the couch before she came home that day. She didn't know what to think when she saw it lol.. she was worried it was too short. But she tried it on.. she loved it.. and it's a keeper! It goes perfectly with her silver heels, silver purse, and sheer violet shall! Success!

Welcome President Obama!

How I welcomed Barack Obama into President-hood =)

Dundas Square was packed during the time of his Inauguration speech! So I just had to capture this moment in history and share!

G.L. Mr. President and enjoy your first trip as Pres to Ottawa!

Btw, loved what him n his wife were wearing at the Parade and the Inauguration Ball! They're not afraid of risk and colour! <33

Confessions of a ... part 2

So after I bashed the book "Confessions of a Shopaholic".. I came to the conclusion (after a heavy week of shopping) that I AM A SHOPAHOLIC in denial!

Ok ok. I'm not into the high priced shit and I don't necessarily follow all the trends.. but damn when I see a good deal or if there's somewhere hot to go and I have nothing to wear.. I JUST GO ALL OUT and SHOP!
I think I fall into the category of a "Recession Chick".. or being "recession chic" (http://www.chicintuition.com/).. proven by the following thought process :

So after being told on a night out (by someone who shall remain anonymous) that he/she didn't find my hoodie attractive, it got my wheels turning.. "I don't have any sweaters or good clothes for the colder months!". Well, maybe I do have 'some' nice things.. but pffttt they're worn out n flat from the previous winters (haha). Besides, me "not having" anything to wear was a perfect reason to get out to the mall n just float lookin at shit ;).

If I just happened to stummble upon smtn I liked.. it wouldn't hurt to try it on... 'n then possibly buy it.. and on my debit card of course. I like knowing that my purchases are mine from the moment I check it out. I hate having to wait a whole month to own smtn that I've already worn.. 'n pay for it on my visa.. cuz the amounts just pile higher 'n higher. That whole moment of seeing your bank account healthy and then depleted by the visa bill is just so depressing for me. I would literally grouch and bitch all day cuz the wait for another pay cheque is soo long.. Behold the miserable 2 weeks. Ugh...

So anewho, I went to a few stores and couldn't find anything that I liked and within my budget. I saw a couple of hoodies I liked for 60$ each. But I thought to myself.."my hoodie days are over, I want smtn' for the long run.. pfftt and cheaper!". So when I saw that Jacob was having a sale I barged in and was in heavveen! They had soo many rad sweaters and turtle necks and ponchos with little Nunavut designs.. and the best part was that they were reduced from 60$ to 20$ or 30$. SCORE!

So long story short.. I just happened to jump onto a nice sale.. saw smtn I liked.. tried it on.. and just happened to have my debit card with me. I eft the store with 4 sweaters .. and I got a chic re-usable bag for only a dollar (which originally cost 6$) HA!

Then I spotted smtn that I was after for the longest time! I was after a white sheer shirt with ruffles on the front which I saw on Gossip Girl (Blair wore it once> season two). I saw a very similar shirt in Mendocino for 70$ (it was on sale for 70.. *sigh). But I just had to have it cuz it was so cute! But no. I didn't get it for 70$.. that's so not me. In Forever 21 I stummbled upon a black shirt with slightly smaller ruffles.. for 30$. But it just didn't flow for me.. and it had a "butt ballerina piece" attached to it (an extended piece that you have to button at your crotch lol). Creative.. but too much work. So I went to UB and in a pale pink I found what it was I was looking for. Best part was that it was for 25$. YES!

A little more work goes a looonnggg way!

My fluffy shirt alongside one of my sweater purchases (the sweater I actually purchased at Tristan & America for 30$ reduced from 60$ lol).



Next on my shopping list: double layered necklace with a peace sign and tree (which I found at Urban Outfitters).. and maybe a bag (one with fringes which I saw at Forever 21)!

To the Depths and Heights of the World

Because you said so,

just doesn't cut it.

Because you want to,

just won't stand.

Although u know me,

I know u better.

I'm sorry,

but u fail to understand.

Searchin for a place

I would love to visit.

Something beyond my reach

that defies my grounds.

With you I can do this,

come and reach with me.

Listen ..

our love can be found.

So follow me to the depths of the ocean,

to the highest points on the earth.

Follow me to the hottest of climates,

where we can experience re-birth.

==> Today, I feel like soaring away to a place.. somewhere beyond my reach and beyond my power as a human being. I want to experience something that tests the weakness of our nature and strengthens the power of the earth. A contradiction to the lives we live in the urbanized environment where nature doesn't stand a chance.

What We Stand For

The underlying basis of undergrad studies is to form and create your own opinions amongst what is learned in the classroom from your professors. Let's face it, prior to ~5 years ago we were ignorant (or just malinformed) about the problems in the world. I'm talking in the perspective of a 21 year old. Sure, we were aware of significant problems, maybe discussed in the classroom; opinions formed and implied upon us by our teachers. But how much of that information did we understand? How much of it did we analyze and process completely before forming our own opinions?



What I'm referring to specifically is science.. environmental biology (but I'm sure it applies to all fields of study). The most important yet abundant method amongst scientists is the scientific method. This method is not greatly proclaimed to the lay audience thus resulting in media propaganda and twisted truths. Where I'm heading with this post is.. before believing in something (no matter how coniving the authors may be) observe all perceptions on the theory, analyze the facts, and then make a decision and form your own opinion.

Hmm... Men Vs. Women

"Man says to God: God why did you make her (woman) so beautiful? "
God says: "So you would love her"...
Man says to God: "but God, why did you make her so stupid?"
God says: "So she would love you"

I was chattin to a friend the other day and we had an interesting conversation about a book that he purchased (pictured left). What he told me really made my day, as I will share with you in this blog post, and hopefully it will do the same for you.

The professor told his class one day:
"Today we will experiment with a new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. As homework tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a short story. You will e-mail your partner that paragraph and send another copy to me. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story and send it back, also sending another copy to me."

The following was actually turned in by two of his English students Rebecca and Gary:

THE STORY

(first paragraph by Rebecca)

At first, Laurie couldn’t decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favourite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question.

(second paragraph by Gary)

Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago.
"A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far…" But before he could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship’s cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.

(Rebecca)

He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4.
"Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurried and carefree, with no newspaper to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one’s innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.

(Gary)

Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu’udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu’udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid Laurie.

(Rebecca)

This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent.
(Gary)

Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered, tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh, shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F–KING TEA??? Oh no, what am I to do? I’m such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels!"

(Rebecca)

Asshole.

(Gary)

Bitch.

(Rebecca)

F-CK YOU- YOU NEANDERTHAL!

(Gary)

Go drink some tea- whore.

(Professor)

A+, I really liked this one.

Confessions of a...

I have never been pissed off and frustrated at a book more than this one.

Come to think of it.. I've never felt like this about any book I've read.

Books are usually enjoyable.. or boring = ..but not enraging lol (k, maybe I exagerate).

It started out fine. I found it rather amusing how addicted this woman was to buying items with no limitations on budget or need. Despite the fact that her job (as a financial journalist) was rather low paying, she still made purchases that she reasoned were good investments.

For example, she purchased a bowl she thought was rather ugly.. BUT it was featured in Marie Claire and at a bargain price of 100 pounds (originally 500). Thus, she concluded she was saving money. There's also a never ending theme of "people will think of me as the ... girl". Whenever she made purchases, she said to herself "people will think of me as the Marie Claire bowl girl" or the "ppl will think of me as the Chanel scarf girl". But as she was having these wonderful thoughts.. she was in major debt (and in no hurry to pay anything off, just kept spending).

Overall 3 things I didn't like about this girl:

1. highly materialistic (meaning followed ALL the trends ALL the brand names)

2. she lied (lied A LOT, about everything, to everyone)

3. she was a walking contradiction (being in the finance industry, advising ppl about their money, while she was drowning in her debt)

Those 3 things bugged me immensely. The more I learned about her and the more I spent my days with her, the more she pissed me off. Everything she did went against what I believe in.

F. ex: there was a moment where I shut the book closed and refused to read it for 2 days. Rebecca Bloomwood took a job as a banker (to try and pay off her debt) but on her resume she lied that she spoke Finnish. During her interview, her boss took her to a Finnish representative of the Helsinki bank. In fact, the reason Becca was even being considered as a candidate for this job opportunity was to increase relations with the London- based bank and the Helsinki Bank (lol). When forced to speak the language, however, the girl muttered something.. stuttered.. and ran away (literally). *Sigh, that just flipped me out; wtf.

Aneways, I resumed reading the book.. because I felt sorry for it. I started it.. so I thought to myself that I should finish what I've begun. The only thing that I appreciated about the book was that there was a happy ending. After drowning in all her lies, all her debt, and all her depression.. Rebecca landed a job on television and luckily fell in love. The End. Thank God for that.

I am NOT reading the sequel.

Comments & Views

Two things worth quick mention that were outlined in the Metro's "Comment & Views" today:

1. War of Gaza, what's Harper doing about it? How do Canadians feel?another cartoon by Michael de Adder:
2. In Long Island, a surgeon wants his estranged wife to return a kidney that he donated to her in 2001. Apparently his wife had an affair with another man after the transplant procedure.

Talk about oposing Will Smith's "Seven Pounds". Organs.. are they a person's property? can they be given and taken without regard? I think we know the answer to that question.

The Bird and The Bee Vs. Metric

Sometimes this is how I feel...
super slow moving, super relaxed, and carefree. Just floating around and being semi-conscious of what's going on around me; my mind in some other place, my body carrying out functions automatically because they have to.
I just listened to The Bird and the Bee and most of their songs express exactly this feeling of loafting around. The singer's voice is similar to that of Emily Haines from Metric, our fellow Torontonian rock band. Have a listen to both:

Metric, Love is a Place



The Bird and The Bee, La La La


Personally, I think Metric is more classic and deep. However, the Bird and the Bee are groovy (psychadelic lol).. don't they give off a 60's vibe?

Politics..Unboring

I have been meaning to write this entry for quite some time.

It's about the "Comments & Views" section of Metro. I don't know if you've noticed but that page is usually presented with an accompanying cartoon (you probably have lol).

Either way, these cartoons deserve a mention because they don't just hold a laugh out loud matter...

The man behind the drawings, Michael de Adder, presents Canadian politics in a different way. He uses humour, brave phrases, and comparisons to the U.S government to spice up the somewhat boring (but important) political issues. His drawings are definately attention grabbers and you can learn more from the cartoon than from a page of written blabber (at least I think so). Aneways, here is just an example of his work:

Taken from Dec. 12, 15, 2008 entries: http://www.deadder.net/

Don't F*ck With Old Man Winter!!

There is nothing that bugs me more than cold feet!
.. and there's nothing worse to add to the cold than the wet!
Bleh! cold and wet feet.. !omg :.. *insert childhood memory of coming home (soaked) after playing in the snow.
Sooooo today's snowfall triggered in me a need for funky, gunky, and extra waterproof boots! I only have one good pair of waterproof boots and those are my brown Hush Puppies.. but I don't want to wear 'em out cuz they're my fave comfy shoes! The others boots I own are leather> so they're water resistant, meaning that they let in water when they feel like it lol. This is my winter boot collection thus far:1. My Ankle Aussie's (from Australia), 2. My Steve Madden horse back riders (for riding the horse I don't have haha), 3. Hush Puppies, 4. My pointers, 5. S.M. (again) knee-high boots.

Aneways, I wasn't looking for smtn expensive (who's lookin @ brand names when its freakin slushy outside) but smtn warm, safe, and practical. So my best bet was Wal Mart lol! and I was pleasantly surprised (as I often am when I bargain shop) at the waterproof boot selection! I tried on these masculine, army looking, black boots that reached the knee. They were sooo cool and screamed the 80's. However, there was an issue with how they felt when I tried 'em on..so I didn't get 'em. I did get these other boots.. and at first glance I rejected to touch them. They were "prissy/girly"... but soooo comfortable! So I said Efff the snow flakes, I can make them work =) .. oh and they were reduced from 70$ to 40$ too!

Frankie Honey.. You Drive Me Crazy!

Oh boy, oh boy is this man on fire!

His voice just grabs me and I must say ..(it seduces me :$).. well, maybe in my mind lol.
Doesn't he make you sway slowly from left to right?
and the words... so positive and full of meaning =)
I love this song, one of my favourites: The Best is Yet to Come!

7 Pounds

I just recently saw this movie and it left me speechless.

It squeezes out all the goodness in humanity in ways so simple yet making huge differences in the lives of others.

I highly recommend watching it. Even those with the thickest of skin will have a change of heart.

http://www.videoembedder.com/embed.php?type=zshare&val=qoV6H:1R1USLTZvK/XC14Duk7qeSi07yA&val=qoV6H:1R1USLTZvK/XC14Duk7qeSi07yA

A Delightful Intervention

Hidden.
In secrecy kept away.
Kept far from you,
kept far from the turmoil
that accompanies our lives in every way.

Thus, you're uninvited
because you remind me of it all.
So it has to be hidden,
kept away like a deep 'n sorrowful secret,
though it is rather small.

I take it out on ocassion
when the timing is right.
Carefully and delicately
in privacy, in seclusion,
from the contagious world in evil spite.

This little white powder
as soft and pure as an angels wing.
A slow, disruptive path through my body,
a euphoria, a numbness,
an extreme uncontrolable orgasm in full swing.

The power to the imagination
lifts me beyond my soul.
My mind in full turn, like clockwork,
I need more..

Inspiration, liberation, OH! emancipation!

Shit, eff you!
I hear your knocks on the door.
I will never tell you about this,
although I am sure you already know.

Do not (you can't) control me
and don't you intervene
unless you decide to join me
I promise our slates will stay clean.

The power of its sweet seduction
will capture you too
There is nothing like this temptation,
escape with me, lets fly, I know you want to.


To be continued.
Only when I have to study (and I despise memorizing my text books) do I come up with dark little stories such as these. Sometimes I feel like being captured in the lives of these characters.. but in reality I know I won't succumb to what I imagine they feel.

So I Ask..

So I ask you, God..
For I don't really know
Who else to turn for replenishment
What left are the seeds to sew?

Don't answer me in pitty
Hello, are you even there?
Do you hear all the cries of the universe?
(I act like I don't care)

But mine isn't the only cry
and in this attempt of a prayer I ask
I don't need you on a daily basis
but will you listen to this? or am I now a dark-lit flask?

...............................

Is my stress worth my worry
or my worry worth my stress?
Should I continue in a hurry
or just drop this worthless mess?

Should I sacrfice my happiness
knowing not what is to come?
Or should I be swarmed by this fury
and put an end to what I've begun?

Undo all this madness

and escape all this fear.

Do I ask too much of myself?

Don't answer, I just want you to hear.

Listen in hope and anticipation

Do I really know what is to be done?

Living everyday blindly

I don't think I like who I've become.

Pleasant thoughts, pleasant things

I repeat to myself ten times a day

I call out to the universe-

evrytn will be acredited for in some way.

................................

Not doing this for free,
no doing this for fun.
God, help me relax
and help me complete what can't be undone.

--> My personal turmoil, and I imagine every student's worry, the need to do well in school in order to find the answer to their futures.

Your Crackberry and Your Crackbox

Great.
I understand you have to be a man on top of the latest technology.
I understand you have to be in control of your life and you need a device that manages your days (blackberry) and another device to relieve your stress (xbox).
No problem, really.
If I had such toys I would be dependant on them as well.
Hell, I'd probably be addicted to them!

BUT PLEASE...
when you're with ME turn that shit off!
I should be your only distraction ;)

Thank you and I love you.

The Bear's Cave

Tempting her with words:
Come inside, says the bear
There is nothing to fear
I have a warm place for you and me in here

I will keep you warm
when the snow starts to fall
I will hold you tight
from extreme danger above all

I will guard you
and keep you safe
you will be mine
you won't want to escape

When the time comes
and you have to leave
you will recall my protection,
that I guarantee

I have honey for you to eat
I have toys for you to play
Trust me,
I will not bore you night or day.

The girl thought for a moment,
her mind in a twist
What will the towns people say
what if she's to be missed

They sure will critisize
they sure will tease
She won't be accepted
her life won't be at ease

But on this cold, snowy day
the girl acts for herself
She loves this furry creature
it'll protect her from all else

So she lept in the bears cave
not doubting a bit
that he could be a liar,
a grouch, and a cheat

But he did keep his promises
he cared for her dear
They hibernated together
until the towns folks appeared

They surrounded the cave
with torches so bright
They yelled and they cursed
from the day to the night

The bear woke in anger
he was ready for attack
But the girl grabbed his paw
told him to keep back

The town folks felt that weakness
and took advantage of his rear
The shot of a rifle wounded
and then killed the bear

The girl stirred a moment
she woke up in fear
She looked around her and noticed
that the bear was still here

A dream that awoke her
she could not risk this attack
For the love of the bear
the girl left and to the village she went back

In the spring the bear woke
the snow storm nights were through
He felt around for the girl
but she was not in the room

He yelled in devestation
she left him, he feared
The townsfolk had found her
she was definately not near

She chose to go back
the bear knew at once
But did she make it to the town
he did not take that chance

He left his cave
in search for her tracks
He found nothing for a time
Until her scarf he saw in a tree's bark

He followed her scent
found her by a lake, blue
Her body was motionless
he didn't know what to do

In desperation
he gave a big growl
He stood on his feet
and..

*BAM*

The rifle had shot
the town folks were near
They saw the big creature
he was to attack the poor girl, they feared

As the bear fell to the ground
his last breathe beside her he took
He noticed lastly her smile
and understood her awkward look

In a letter she wrote
to the folks of the town
She was lost in the storm
but the bear showed her love

They approached the two bodies
together as they lay
Both were motionless and cold
but in peace by the bay

They carried both the girl and the beast
to the place they were true
The bear's cave;
a place love and happiness was first felt by the two

The folks left them there
realizing their great mistake
How stupid they were, they realized
how their instincts were fake

The bear's cave
a metaphor of the truth
A legend,
an escape from the world, cruel

The hidden lair for lovers
remains now for those
That feel and hear the whispers
of the story that was long ago

--> This piece inspired by the whispers present in my love