4 weeks + 3 days = 1 Month

It seems like yesterday... a day at the zoo, strong arms of constant support, an evening in a skirt; a weekend of pure bliss. That face, those eyes gazing so intently, as if there was nothing more important or captivating, even when the belly dancer entered the scene.

Based on the past, i should be engolfed in fear: hard of breathing, sweaty palms and avoiding all aspects of the relationship... but you know what they say: rules were set to be broken!

Instead of panic, i anticipate what is to come. While i remain cautious in my entering these uncharted territories i'm now driven by somthing new.


~A heart don't forget somethin' like that~

Keith, i look good in your shirt!

And maybe it's a little too early
To know if this is gonna work
All I know is you're sure looking
Good in my shirt
That's right
You look good in my shirt

Today is the day to celebrate! The date of birth of an extraordinary and an exceptionally talented Aussie! The man who has been the main object of my desires since the 22nd of September, is entering a new stage of his life. The 'over the hill' stage, to many means that it's all down hill from here. But to a man, who's had increasing success in his career and recently 'defeated his demons' there is only more greatness to come.

So today, in honour of one of my favourite artists, and a truley remarkable man... hats off and shirts on for Keith Urban :)

~i want to steal your attention like a bad outlaw~

The Four Letter Word

Recently i was informed that falling in love "is a conscious choice."
My first thought was of disappointment! I've always dreamt of one day waking up and realizing that "i'm in love"-- an epiphany!

Then, I thought about it... and i looked up the definition of 'fall'. One dictionary defined it: "move downward, typically rapidly and freely without control"
So would that not suggest that it is an involuntary action (also a quick action, but we can save that thought for later)?! Not something you can control or choose to transpire.

While my informant admitted that you could unconsciously fall in love, he went on to state that it is this kind of love that ends in divorces. "if you can't control falling in love, what's to prevent [you] falling in love [with someone else] once you're married" but in contrast, if you knowingly "invest in someone, and decide that you want to love them, then love will grow"


So maybe, it's a conscious decision, as in you consent to it occurring, but you are unaware of the exact time it will come to pass.
A good, happy medium :)


--SURPRISE yourself--

Progress Report: I am Missing you Today

~Dance like nobody's watching; love like you've never been hurt; sing like nobody's listening. Live like it's heaven on earth~ Mark Twain



Life is a series of adventures. Some points more exhilarating than others, but in the end it fits together, like a puzzle, forming one great adventure. Sometimes fear holds us back, and when we realize it, we're filled with regret. But, learning from those mistakes, we can use that regret to lead us on with full force.


I laid in bed that night and thought about the day
And how my life is like a roller coaster ride
The ups and downs and crazy turns along the way
It'll throw you off if you don't hold on tight
You can't really smile until you've shed some tears
I could die today or I might live on for years
(Darryl Worley)


Recently a friend of mine I were discussing Blessings in Disguises.

The feeling of Pain that is so intense you feel as if you will never be freed. Like a fat man who's set up his home on your chest; it seems hopeless. But after time, the man decides to move on. You begin to realize that if he hadn't of chosen that time to 'interrupt' your plans, things would have turned out completely different.
His setting up residence on your chest stopped you from following your crazy significant other on an 'adventure' that landed him/her in jail.
or stopped you from taking a job that paid a lot, but not what you wanted to do. And just a few months later another offer presented itself. This time your DREAM job...

bad things happen, it's inevitable, but they happen for a reason... so for now, just be thankful that the man will not stay forever.



~I love this crazy, tragic,
Sometimes almost magic,
Awful, beautful life~

*Hint Hint*

Writing 12 papers in 3 months at first just seemed absurd. I looked at my schedule with a knot in the bit of my stomach, knowing that nothing good could come of this arrangement; being the master of procrastination and the closest thing to ADD without ACTUALLY receiving a formal diagnosis, dedication and hard work is hard to come by.

If nothing else, i'm guaranteed to go away from this semester with less sleep and sore but fit fingers.

Life continues to flip flop, zigzag and spin out of control.
Upon returning from Thanksgiving with family #2, one of my Best Friends announced her engagement! Actually, it was less of an announcement and more of a *squeal* and *smack* (me jumping on her and falling to the ground). None-the-less, there are now 3 wedding magazines scattered throughout our apartment!
The topic of colours, dresses, guests and food seem to materialize out of the most boring conversations. Readings and papers are forgotten for discussions on the Perfect Date (which is no help in the extensive-amount-of-papers department)

~It is no question how our house got the name The Asylum~

Welcome to the Truth

So much to be said... but no way to voice it. I guess it is times like this when you discover who or what you really are.

A writer is someone who is able to articulate their feelings, no matter the situation or circumstances. Then there are the dreamers and wannabes trying to deceive the world into believing that they are authentic.
But in the end they fail.

It is a reality to many. Some are in denial to the truth... but others slowly and surely work their way to this realization. They live on... for they have no other choice.

Everyone has a gift- even if they are not yet aware of it.


~live; laugh; love- SMILE~