Monday, October 11, 2010

when i'm with you by Olivia Bee

I  hope that you will enjoy this as much as I did. 
i want to write you a letter.
" In my experience, there is only one motivation, and that is desire. 
No reasons or principle can contain it or stand against it. "

-Jane Smiley

Thursday, October 7, 2010


Just found a lovely new blog! :)

Check it out here. The photos are amazing.

mirror with girl

mirror with girl
Originally uploaded by a.scarlet.fantasy
I actually drew the mirror with a fountain pen way back then. Then, a few days ago, my cousin came to visit and brought along her laptop -which has photoshop (mine doesn't).

I have been wanting to fill this mirror up with something for a while, and that day, I finally managed it! :)
To be a star, 
you must shine your own light, 
follow your own path, 
and don't worry about the darkness, 
for that is when the stars shine brightest.
Look famous. 
Be legendary. 
Appear complex. 
Act easy. 
Radiate presence. 
Travel light. 
Seem a dream. 
Prove real.

Feel like I've been living in books

And I don't want to come out.

Things are so harsh out here.
Impact of Man on the Environment

Most people believe that the earth was a green and blue, beautiful sphere orbiting the sun, before the apes evolved and their brains grew bigger.  In just mere thousands of years here compared to the millions of billion ones the earth took to be created, man made it ‘their’ world by building and changing the place it once used to be.

Where there were once forests of trees and plants and all that is green, man removed them all.  They replaced it, except that one seemingly little thing changed – its colour.  They changed the green to grey, and called it the ‘concrete jungle’.  Theses rectangular grey ‘trees’ contain animals like the ones before, except that instead of the rich variety the green ones had, these grey ones accommodated only one kind – mankind.

The green trees cool air, especially on a hot day.  Naturally, the grey manmade ‘trees ‘ could not, so instead, man fixed many little boxes in the ‘compartments’ of their trees.  They called them air-conditioners.  These air-conditioners gave out cold air at one end, and hot air at the other.  The green trees gave out oxygen, and so, these air-conditioners gave out a gas too – except that it ‘broke the protective layer that shaded the earth from the sun’s harmful ultraviolet rays.  And so, the temperature on the earth rose, while man wore coats in the buildings.

One of the most successful things mad made for himself was green paper, with values printed on it.  With this, he gained the ability to exchange it for almost anything he wanted.  And so, special concrete ‘trees’ called shopping malls sprung up, selling almost any physical thing man could have ever wanted.  Man bought and bought and bought, sometimes even without thinking about whether he needed it or not.  He went back home, and threw the old things out.  Dumping grounds soon started to overflow.

Birds in the green forests had wings, the other animals had legs.  The birds flew, and the animals walked and crawled.  Maybe it was because man had only only legs, so he decided that he need something better, faster.  And so, vehicles were born.  Little grey boxes that moved on wheels to take man from one grey tree to another.  These ‘boxes’ gave out a dirty mixture of harmful gases and soot from its rear end, but man decided that he did not mind, as long as he was inside and not outside the ‘box’.

Why would man work towards the destruction of himself?  Does he realise that there might be an opposite force that will one day push him back towards the opposite way while he is basking in all his ‘successes’ that he had created?  Maybe we are just going through an evolution – and if people say that it is a rather fast one, like icebergs melting at the fasted rate they ever had.  I am quite surprised at their ignorance of times.  For it is not everything about speed these  days?  But for now,  I just hope that man will tread more lightly from now on.  Because he should not forget that if he stamps his feet too hard to leave a huge impact, he is going to hurt his leg.

 by violet 
All Rights Reserved

(but I do love New York)

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

I never really needed you, I just liked having you there.
Things always get shaken up right before
something incredible comes together.
Don't be afraid, be excited.

expect nothing.
let every moment surprise you.

Maybe I should listen.
Kind words do not cost much. Yet they accomplish much ~: Blaise Pascal


  Someone had a talk with me that day.
  She heard about all the huge and crazy dreams that I have, and she disapproved of them. She discouraged me. She told me that I would never win.

'You want to study English Literature?' You'll never find a job.
'You want to take up photography?' You'll need to go to war torn countries and probably get shot yourself.
  I heard them. They weren't even like wind. I could take calm and inspiration from the wind. This, I could not. So I didn't listen. 
  Never will.

  But I sat there. I have no idea now why I did. When I had homework and all to do, and books to read and things on my to do list. But I sat there. And each word that she spoke, were like knives thrown. They never know it, these discouragers, they never do. Probably never will. They probably think that everyone's lives are like theirs, or at least, all those around them will have lives like theirs. 
  I tried to smile, as one after another, the words hurled. I really did.
But they -the smiles- probably came out more like grimaces. I don't know.

  At the end of it, I was just bruised. And it hurt. The foundation I had built for months wobbled a little, like a tornado passing through a tower.

  But then I realised, that these will happen. When you start out for something big, there are things that are going to try and stop you. They'll tell you you'll never do it, never make it. That you're not Bill Gates or J.K. Rowling. 

  But this are all not wasted. 

Because all these hurricanes and tornadoes and earthquakes are jut to test you. Test your foundation of hope and strength. To oppose them, you'll just have to push harder. And you will win.

" Sometimes you are going to have to persist in the face of obstacles -unseen obstacles- that no amount of planning or forethought could have predicted.
Sometimes, you'll encounter what seem like overwhelming odds.
And sometimes, the universe will test your commitment to the goal you're pursuing.
The going may be hard, requiring you to refuse to give up while you learn new lessons, develop new parts of yourself and difficult decisions."
-Jack Canfield

This is a song I think shouts exactly what I want to say.

[Verse 1:]
Someone once told me that you have to choose
What you win or lose
You can't have everything
Don't you take chances
Might feel the pain
Don't you love in vain
Cause love won't set you free
I could stand by the side
And watch this life pass me by
So unhappy
But safe as could be

So what if it hurts me?
So what if I break down?
So what if this world just throws me off the edge
My feet run out of ground

I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
Cause i'm just trying to be happy, yeah
Just wanna be happy, yeah

[Verse 2:]
Holding on tightly
Just can't let it go
Just trying to play my role
Slowly disappear, ohh
But all these days, they feel like they're the same
Just different faces, different names
Get me out of here
I can't stand by your side, ohh no
And watch this life pass me by, pass me by

So what if it hurts me?
So what if I break down?
So what if this world just throws me off the edge
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
Cause i'm just trying to be happy, ohh, happy, ohh

So any turns that I can't see,
like I'm a stranger on this road
But don't say victim
Don't say anything

So what if it hurts me?
So what if I break down?
So what if this world just throws me off the edge
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me

I just wanna be happy
Ohh, yeah, happy, ohh, happy
I just wanna be, ohh
I just wanna be happy
Ohh, happy 

 'Happy' by Leona Lewis

*photos do not belong to me.


I got this from Jessi's blog and it is no way mine. But it speaks really true, and I think that you should read it.

Dear "Haters,"

Honestly, I'm 99% positive that you don't hate me, because I'm also 99% sure you really don't know who I am. You might know my shell, this shell that I wear out to the world. You don't understand, what my life is like, and I don't understand your life. Let's keep it like that though, because if you have enough time and energy to spend "hating" me I don't think I would like spending time around you.

I'm sorry if I actually hurt you in any way, if so then I deserve your hatred. I just hope that your time hating me could not have taken up time in your life, because frankly I don't deserve your time if I offended you.

Hopefully, we can both learn something from each other. Isn't that a good thing to do in life, learn from your mistakes? It tends to be my view point on things, so I thank you haters. Thank you for exposing me to something I most likely haven't experienced before. Thank you for teaching me to brush you off, and not to take anything personally. I get it. Some people just won't like me, and you've taught me that.

I hope by you hating me, that I've taught you something. People aren't perfect, and won't always live up to your standards. I'm not a robot or a barbie doll that you can dress up and do what ever you please with. I'm a person I have thoughts, feelings, hopes, dreams, likes, dislikes, and opinions, just because they're not exactly like yours it doesn't give you the right to "hate" me.

I admit it, I might be a "hater" too. I know how it feels, but I've realized my time and energy put into hating something turned out to be wasted. I could have put that time and energy into something I love, something I enjoy. Trust me, I don't enjoy hating you. Don't get me wrong, you're worth hating, I just don't have the time.

Peace out Girl Scout.

For me, it's not just my time I would waste, but my energy too.

And you're just so not worth it.

Without hope,

  I'm feeling like I spent the whole day moping, silently. I don't know what has come over me, the optimistic, happy me which had a beacon of hope burning in her.
  Now, I just feel like burning all the bridges I've ever built, burning them all down till all that's left is ash and rise again from that, like a phoenix. I'm a phoenix, I have magic, I am whatever I believe myself to be, and no one has any control over me.
  Now, I just feel like I'm waiting to implode.

   I know you can't save me. And it doesn't matter.

  It's like no matter how hard I try...but I still won't give up.

  Do you know? I have no loves now, no infatuation, no feelings for anyone (except my inspirations and those whom I love -but not in that way) and I don't get butterflies in my stomach anymore -I hate how the English teachers at my school make English phrases sound so lame after they explain them that I despise using them. Ugh.
  The only love of mine are my dreams. They are the only thing that make life worth living on for. Well, though I have little loves too.

  Ok, whoever's reading this, you don't need to take it too seriously. I'll snap out of it pretty soon.