Hebrews 11:1

It gets tough sometimes. So tough that letting go and giving up seem like a blessing. But I refuse. I always hold my own on to faith. And some may say that I am blind and stupid but I say true faith is a gift not many have the privilege to embrace...

I keep faith in my darkest of hours and know that there will come a time, be it the next second or the next lifetime, that in the end, all things end well....it may only be a tiny beacon against a stormy horizon but damn it, I'll chose that sliver of light over any other promise any day of the week and twice on a Sunday....

xoxo

Aahh! Where did 2012 Go??

Life is not of breathing in and out,

It is to be burned by the rays of the sun,

And to drown in the depths of oceans,

It is to feel the frenzy and crazy,

Life is living each day at the very edge...

You know, I woke up this morning at the buzz of my alarm. At which point I glanced at the time and date and realized that it already has been a week into December....in other words, there's only 3 weeks left till the new year. How the times flies and yet it somehow feels like it took forever to get to here.

It has only been 5 months since I left my home country but looking back it feels like it had been years ago. A little bit melodramatic I must admit but you know - when you feel the way you do, it's hard to ignore it.

I was talking to a friend yesterday. She told me of her resolution for the new year - to change for the better. I thought it was brilliant. I have that too - to better myself. Year in, year out, so much time just fleeting pass, wasted on things that did not invoke passion. I always told myself that I do not want to live my life with regrets. But it seems like that's where it's heading to if I don't act fast.

So here goes - 2013 a start of a new beginning, a better beginning and one that will hopefully definitely be filled with more passion. I have got things outlined, plans to set forth. If I don't want regrets, I need to get out of the rut that I am in now...tall order! Go Skye! :p

3 weeks to go and 2012 will only be a memory. It seems unfair that we are given only 1 life and a short one at that. So many things to see, do and experience! But you know, I guess it wouldn't be so special if we all lived forever (on a side note though, I wouldn't mind it haha :p So any vampires out there who wants a bite at me neck, please feel free to contact me!).

xoxo

A Fine Frenzy

Goodbye, my almost lover 

Goodbye, my hopeless dream 

I'm trying not to think about you 

Can't you just let me be?

So long, my luckless romance 

My back is turned on you 

I should've known you'd bring me heartache 

Almost lovers always do

x

Aaarrghhh!! There's a Spider in my Bed!!

I swear you can hear the tiniest pin drop in the silence of the night. Thankfully it was not as still as it could have been. The silent vacuum was occasionally broken by the faint but decisive tap of fingers against keyboards, and in between, you'd hear the grunts and mumblings of a frustrated soul. If people didn't know any better, they'd think that there was something sinisterly paranormal going on. 

Outside the window the world didn't seem that foreign - cars still zoomed by and the horizon was dotted with lit ships. Up above, the blinking tail lights of passenger carriers trail the deep velvet skies with fading scars...on any other occasion, this would have been a sight to get lost into....

A thud against the mahogany table top snapped me back to reality and I turned my gaze back to the bright colored wall...I looked at my watch - it was an hour away till the dead of night and I find myself trapped within the confines of the four walls (ok so one of the sides is glass...) that were supposed to be my saviour (in a manner of speaking...) The irony was not lost on me but there wasn't much that I could do but to sigh...

I tried closing my eyes, tried to find some way to transport myself out of my current predicament...but booming voices steer me off my tracks and I crash back to where I am (so close)...I know I should be focusing on what was going on in front of me but my mind refuses (can I blame it??) and it insists on wandering off into Neverland...and so I find myself circling within dilemmas and trying to plant my feet on the ground. The thought of flying away was so tempting though...

It doesn't make sense I told myself. It shouldn't be this complicated. But then again, I don't seem to make much sense to myself most of the time - I blame it on the crazy...aahh well, life's never simple, the paths are never straight. It wouldn't be much "fun" either if getting from A to B is a ruled line...Ha! There I go again, burrying myself under a juxtaposition of contradictions. Well done!

Maybe all I need is to get home and get some sleep. Maybe in the morning things might present itself with a new perspective. Maybe I might sprout wings and high tail it out of here ;-) Yeahhh, there's always the hope of tomorrow, it may be a fools hope but I hold it close nonetheless - true to being a hopeless romantic...

xoxo

PS : In case you're wondering what is the deal with the title - one night 3 years ago, I went to bed and found a spider in between the covers. True story.

Skye's on tumblr...

...it's too cold outside tonight, for angels to fly...

I have just got on to the tumblr wagon!! I reckoned, you know, with me finding it harder and harder to find time to post on my blog that I should have a mini-micro-blog to get stuff out there....don't ask me why I can't seem to focus on my blog after coming over here..................

Anyways, in case anyone out there are curious, you can check out my tumblr page here:

http://tempestuousskye.tumblr.com/

Not to be mistaken of course with my tumbler, which is this cute little thing below :p kekekeke....I crack myself up sometime :p okay shutting up now......

xoxo

PS : Yeah, I miss the rain when it's away...

Conversations with a Cuppa...

Today I had an interesting conversation with a friend. She mentioned something I thought no one would notice. But she did. She amazes me with the things she knows sometimes. Point is, sometimes living in your own bubble, you don't realize that it affects those around, intentionally or otherwise.

Maybe my life is in need of something drastic and dramatic. I'm enslaved by the mundane. No more thinking of consequences, no more thinking, "that's not how I should be..."

Enough with the waiting. Enough with the bubbles. Enough is enough Skye...

xoxo

Again?!?

"...something always brings me back to you...it never takes too long...no matter what I say or do, I'll still feel you here till the moment I'm gone..." 

-S.B.-

Again. 

Again I let myself fall. 

Down. 

Down I go helpless.

Why. 

Why do I do this? 

Hope. 

Hope that it will be different.

Silly. 

To think that things would be. 

Stupid. 

To pursue what I know is impossible. 

Cry. 

Cry again shall I.

Maybe. 

Maybe one day it will be different. 

Hope. 

Hope never lost even in the deepest of despairs...

x