Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Merry Christmas!

Well, this holiday has been quite eventful. Black outs and ice storms and family schedules.
I haven't been in a very festive mood lately, but that doesn't stop me from wishing all of you guys a very merry Christmas (or if you don't celebrate Christmas, a very merry Wednesday).

Wednesday, December 18, 2013


why is it that
I write for you during 
the strange hours
of night,

when I'm drunk
on fatigue
and fingertips drag along
the keyboard

when cliches I hold back
run off the tip
of my tongue
and into
garish butterflies
drowned by
unnecessary words

when I become
so candidly honest
that it borderlines

and I can't help
this overflow
of love?

Tuesday, December 17, 2013


They say
that love is a fire,
devouring everything
in its flames
of passion and lust.

But your love 
is more like water:

seeping through the cracks,

soothing burns,

enveloping with
quiet lulls of ripples
that fluidly change 
into crashing waves
and back,

eroding walls,

dissolving me slowly
and gently
your arms.

Friday, November 29, 2013

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You make my soul
the thrum of quick heartbeats
under your fingertips,
the flush of



the shivers
that reach my very core.
those waves of
incessant kisses
irrepressible vocality
irresistible pleasure, 

the tethers I had so 
carefully tied around my heart
come undone
and I become lost in

the moment

my emotions

in you.

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

378 Days

You once said
that you could only write
of the concept of love as
a hypothesis
made solely from 
the observations
of love lorn friends pining away
and characters on the screen
that kill and cheat and die for it.

It's been 378 days
since love
wasn't just hypothetical anymore;
would you have gathered
the words to explain
the complexities
that still elude me?

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Regrets and Frustration

Laments override
logic as his
words spill out in endless
paragraphs on the computer screen;
full of 
past regrets,
past mistakes,
current love,
current regrets,
future prospects in the dozens
with possible future regrets;
too many things for
one girl to wrap her 
head around
and she's glad
he can't see her fists clenching
and her typing growing into violent
stabbing of the keyboard
and she wishes that
the problem would solve itself--
another notification on the screen
presents itself
and she can't close the computer on him.

The curse of the softhearted friend.

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

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My life is just
a procedure to
be repeated,
no useful function behind it except
to exist and be
recursive upon itself.
A program,
nothing except pseudo-random events
that only comes when
If I had the option
would I
relocate and 
clear screen?

I guess I lied when I said I would post more often. Sigh...
School is stressful (hooray for crunch time!), I'm expending all of my creative energy towards drama scripts and rehearsals. Excuse the pessimistic tone this poem headed towards...I suppose I'm just tired.

However, I do still have enough to take photographs and work on the novel North by North (it's over a year old now!). I'll try posting more photos (I keep on forgetting!), but in the meanwhile, check out N by N :D
G and I would appreciate it.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Happy New Year!

Hello everyone!

Yes, this poor blog is severely neglected, but hopefully that'll change over the course of 2013.

It's pretty amazing how much things can change over the course of a year. Finding new friends, new love, new interests and new projects are all things that happen over the 365 days, and I guess you don't really realize how much things have evolved until we're back at the beginning of the calendar and looking back at the past.

I don't normally do New Year resolutions since I'm horrible at keeping them, but I guess I could list a few:

  • exercise more  
  • read lots of books that I normally wouldn't 
  • listen to some good music that's different from my normal playlist
  • write at least once a week (whether they'll be posted on these blogs, I don't know) 
  • go out and take more photos! 
  • spend less time on the computer procrastinating when I could do something creative instead (maybe 50% of what I do currently)

Hopefully, they'll eventually all come together by December 31st. Maybe if you lovely readers could remind me ever so often? :) 

May your year be full of joy,