Toucher le ciel.

1. A lady who always has a smile on her face.
2. Knows how to play with words.
3. Me and the dudes find one thing really attractive in a lady, her feet. Lol. You will find how hygienic someone is when you look at her feet, right?
4. Dancers > Singers. I usually fall for a girl who is really, really good in dancing rather than someone who sings nicely.

With all these things said and done, ERASE. In the long run I do not care if you’re alluring, enticing, or beautiful. It sounds kind of cliche or cheesy but it does not matter what you wear or what you look like. Three months is enough for me to find out if I really like a girl, three months and it is all over if I do not like this one particular thing, this is the end game for me:

   5. PERSONALITY, the one thing that is very important, crucial if you may. Who wants a lady who’s uncouth? Who wants to like a hot girl who does not care for you? Who wants to love someone who does not respect her friends or her family? I would like a quintessential lady, somebody who is passionate in all the things she does, someone who is friendly, respects every living thing that she meets, someone who cares about her surroundings, someone who always has a plan. Looks will be a bonus, it’s not a necessity, not mine at least.  

Everybody knows the feeling of losing something, even if it is a small object. We try to look for it with the feeling of irritation clouding our eyes and sometimes, kicking the hell out of the somebody who is in your way of finding it. Kidding. I lost my wallet for goodness sake, I do not care about the cash, it can be replaced in some miraculous way but I cannot accept the fact that I lost my driver’s license, well student’s license in this case. That means I have to wait a couple of months again before I can apply for a professional driver’s license. My Pops is in an irate state, that means more crap for me. Damn. I hope the remaining days of this week would be better.

Stress has taken its toll, my mind is somewhere trying to pick itself up while I’m contemplating if I should throw this mediocre excuse for a wine which has more alcohol than anything else. Even if the sun is shining throughout this whole week, grey clouds kept chasing me around like a police trying to aim the gun at its target. I am hoping for a better week, for now, nothing more. 

I had a bad day. 

Sometimes, I wish that I could go back in time and change major decisions in life, decisions that had ponderous effect in my state right now. I wish that when I wake up I could go back to the day that my worries were less intimidating and less stressful. I wish i could go back in time and pick another choice, a much better choice.

I reckon that a lot of people has the same wish as I do. Everything would be better if we could all just go back in time and undo what we did, everything would be brighter, mornings would be more beautiful, and worrying is not on our dictionary. Telling myself that the future has a lot to offer but I know, deep in my heart, I am still wishing to wake up to that day, that one lovely day.

I never run out of words to say but sometimes things get a little bit interesting that my brain cells start to stop, words are in heavy traffic and my mouth cannot even open up. And when I mean interesting, I mean my eyes are dazzled by the subtlety of another human being. 

The girl from the café, the lady from the bookstore, the woman at your favorite resto. Sometimes you just want to talk to them but you can’t. Even if you are one of the greatest speakers that walked this earth, even if you have sex with words for breakfast, the fact is, it is kind of…scary.

The rain is pouring heavily, different kinds of people around, diversity at its finest. With these thoughts dwelling in my head, with surrealism  happening everywhere I look, everyday miracles, everyday happiness, simplicity which somehow turn to miracles, how can I put it into words? 

The noise of celebration had vanished, stomachs are full and everybody will fall into a deep slumber. The moon is smiling, stars are shining bright and I wish it is a good sign of things to come. We are all hoping for a beautiful new year, a better one, a truly blessed year. And now, I am tired, I am smiling and I am sleepy. Let’s all have a good night or should I say, good morning? A happy new year. :)