I'm lagging here. I'm more active in writing my daily musings in my LiveJournal and Tumblr (i'm welcome to friends and followers. js. haha!). I wanted to post my full Passionista blog and my yearly birthday post but I don't think I can anytime soon. *sigh* I also find it weird that my blogger friends have been lost somewhere. :( I feel like I'm all alone in here well except for my Shing, Tine (well, duuuuh? :P) and a few more others who I call are definitely the real bloggers and not just online posers.
Of frustrations and dreams...
It was one Tuesday night when two frustrated dreamers talked about what else -- their frustrations and dreams -- over a plate of peppermint chocolate cake and caramel frappuccino. A lot of confusion filled the little corner where they are seated. They found a lot of commonalities between them two. They shared their really little job experiences and how it was contrasting that they've graduated from courses and from prominent universities not really part of their passion. They are left-brained people who are up to now constantly trying their earnest chasing their dreams. Their future is of a blurry, but their dreams are so vivid. Maybe someday... No, they WOULD someday...
Of frustrations and dreams...
It was one Tuesday night when two frustrated dreamers talked about what else -- their frustrations and dreams -- over a plate of peppermint chocolate cake and caramel frappuccino. A lot of confusion filled the little corner where they are seated. They found a lot of commonalities between them two. They shared their really little job experiences and how it was contrasting that they've graduated from courses and from prominent universities not really part of their passion. They are left-brained people who are up to now constantly trying their earnest chasing their dreams. Their future is of a blurry, but their dreams are so vivid. Maybe someday... No, they WOULD someday...
While i was walking along our street, I was talking to my Potter, “When? Will I forever long and be frustrated?”. I looked up to the sky, and saw the lovely heavenly bodies — clear sky, the stars are brightly shining. There was this brightest star, oh this is my star! I stared on it and thought, as long as I see you shining, I’m never giving up my dream. Right then and there, I saw a falling star, I smiled and thanked my Potter, and another falling star — my Potter loves me, He encourages me, He gives me hope…
Someday…
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