1 You're my favorite cup o' tea...

“Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea” (Henry Fielding)

Pass me a cup of tea…with the juiciest news about another person’s story of love or irrevocable scandal and I’ll drift away for a while in the sweet aroma of… a gossip. Whether the love story is true or if the scandalous story really happened? I couldn’t care less… Right now, this is pure hot news.

We all love ourselves some juicy story…don’t deny, don’t deny! But at the moment you realize how some of those stories started…it is simply hilarious.

A male friend of mine occasionally visits me during lunch break to walk around, chit-chat, have lunch…or just hang. Nothing out of this world…

A couple of colleagues noticed his visits and almost immediately started making insinuations.  You know, giving you that look that says “hm, I know something about youuu” and a huge significant smile every time they see you guys together.  And in moments like these you don’t even mind correct them; Let everyone believe what they want…we know the truth.

So yesterday my friend came again for lunch break! He’s used to greet me with a hug, and since I’ve received a wonderful news earlier that morning (which I’ll have to share later) he hugged me extra hard to give his congrats on the wonderful achievement…on the parking lot at the office!!!

Logically people would see huh! And bingo! Two colleagues(say, Colleague 1 and colleague 2) walked out and found us in the middle of our hard greeting & congratulating hug.
One of them remarked immediately (in a joking tone) “What is this? What is this? What is this?” And as far as I can remember we just smiled and shrugged…

Funny part was, when I came back in after lunch and was going to the toilet…
Upon seeing me walking by her office, colleague 1 started commenting loudly to another colleague. (The short dialogue went something like THIS! C1 is the colleague who saw me and O is the other)
(C1): “You should have seen Sy today during lunch break, fully wrapped in a hug….with a guy…ON THE   PARKING LOT!!”
(O): “(Gaaaaaasssppp)No kidding me, what else?”
(C1): “I think there was even kissing…French kissing. With tongue and everything! They were holding each other so tight!”
(O): “You can’t be serious….you mean…SYYYYY?? On the parking lot???? OMG!!"

And while passing their office I dropped the first thing that came to mind, “ow ahum, remember to mention that the next minute, we were lying on the floor…”. And we all laughed about the remark…

Moments later another colleague came to me and all laughing she told me that colleague 2 also mentioned (I supposed in the canteen) that there was A LOT of hugging going on on the parking lot this noon. Between Sy and a guy…

And I can imagine what’s next… when whoever from the office (that doesn’t know us, and how we behave around each other) sees me and this male friend together on any other occasion…

Lol….yup….Cup o' tea anyone?
Cause in the end, we all love ourselves some gossip!!! Don’t we? =)
“Show me someone who never gossips and I’ll show you someone who isn’t interested in people” (Barbara Walters)

Just remember:

“Don’t repeat anything you will not sign your name to” (Author Unknown)

4 Million dollar questions

I have two...questions today really eating at my brain cells.

Question 1. (And I just need to get it off my chest before moving on)
Why would someone literally ridicule himself on a social network site in order to catch someone else's attention?
I mean, can u really be that desperate? Dude, nobody's a lollipop....quit the sucking.

Commenting on one thing is normal. Commenting and liking 2 or 3 things is still acceptable. But commenting and liking EVERYTHING the person posts....is synonym to despair! Ahum,....boy....the sink's full and the laundry's dirty. A.k.a. GET A JOB! It shouldn't be decent at all...it should just be a job....to get you off the internet.

Nope, didn't happen to me this time (and I'm grateful)....lucky dog! It just gotten to my attention...and I blogged about it. If it happened to me, I think I would have....uhm you know what, let's jump to the nxt question!

Question nr 2. Why would is it that we hide what we really feel for a certain person?
This question really popped up after a small convo with a friend.

Made me really ask myself whether all the people around me (atleast the most important ones) really know how I feel about them...
And I conclude,... they probably don't.
He doesn't know I love him so much it's almost uncontainable, she doesn't know an intense burst of hate wells up in me every now and then towards her, they don't know I'm tired of it all,  I'm sure she doesn't know how much I appreciate her, he doesn't know I think he can be a whiny cry baby at times....

Sigh...so many things to say, so little courage.

Cuz yes, I think that plays a cardinal role...COURAGE. We are afraid how the person will react, we don't really know if we SHOULD tell anything, a bunch of 'what  if's' pop u'p, our own head tells us to better shut up. And the heart reaffirms..."Yes keep it to yourself...to the grave". Lack of courage is not the only motive of course.... Nah I don't think it is.

But what if it didn't really matter? What if you could tell me straight up to my face what you really feel for me..without the occurence of something awkward or dreadful? Without all the masquerade and all? What if the standards of the world didn't matter? What if my reaction to your confession wouldn't be that frightening for a moment? What if my ears could hear you say it and my eyes could watch as the words dance out of your lips. What if you gained all the courage in the world....would you tell me? Would you tell me the truth?

I would....but if I only had the courage!


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0 W-end booster!

I think this small inspirational text should serve as a beautiful reminder all through our lives; that we can actually take courage and stop avoiding possible obstacles...

HAVE YOURSELF A WONDERFUL WEEKEND!!


"When I was a Boy Scout, we played a game when new Scouts joined the troop. We lined up chairs in a pattern, creating an obstacle course through which the new Scouts, blindfolded, were supposed to maneuver. The Scoutmaster gave them a few moments to study the pattern before our adventure began. But as soon as the victims were blindfolded, the rest of us quietly removed the chairs. I think life is like this game. Perhaps we spend our lives avoiding obstacles we have created for ourselves and in reality exist only in our minds. We're afraid to apply for that job, take violin lessons, learn a foreign language, call an old friend, write our Congressman - whatever it is that we would really like to do but don't because of personal obstacles. Don't avoid any chairs until you run smack into one. And if you do, at least you'll have a place to sit down."
~Pierce Vincent Eckhart

2 The no-name dilemma!

This, I wrote on the 16 of January 2011. It has no name...and I have to make some adjustments to it.

Take a look and give me points of view, advice and possible corrections =)

Behold, the queen has built a fortress,

for protection during war.

Strengthened the walls with hefty stones,

and closed herself inside.

Outside the walls a tumult broke.

The multitude embraced hatred,

and total chaos reigned out there

The one threw a bomb at the other,

innocents were getting hurt

and the people suffered much

But the queen built up her walls,

to keep her and the chaos apart

Cold, hard, strong tall walls

To keep herself from harm.

But when the war has ended

and evil seized to be,

The queen still refused to come out

for the walls now became synonym

of comfort and security.

“There’s still beauty between these ruins”

said a king once to the queen

“Tumble down your walls and see.

Not everyone out here is evil,

love might find a way back in.”

“Pierce my walls and come in if you may,”

Said the queen in a cold tone

“I have found no reason

To tear down my fortress.

I do not have the need yet

To bulldoze my walls”

0 For there must have been a first...

For as much as I'd like to write the first post about just so many things that are going through my mind at this exact moment, I guess I'll control myself and stick to basics for this one.
For I guess when writing first things, you should start at the beginning....where it all started!

I used to be the kind of girl who'd write about just anything. If I was overly happy I'd write, I write when I was puzzled, write when I was angry, write when sad....from the silliest to the most intriguing stuff. The only difference,...I never really liked it for people to read the writings.
I've always considered them, "notes to myself"...just to get out what was pressing so hard inside. In some way...SACRED!. Always kept in a safe place only I knew...

To date I have almost 50 (unpublished) poems and countless papers full of stories, laughters and tears.

So,...a random idea of a blog popped up...and say I'm just giving it a try. Hoping that someone out there might someday find one of these and say "Hey, that's just like me!". And just maybe it'll help that person out....not to commit the same mistakes I might have committed,...or to see a light at the end of the tunnel (that certainly is not a train =D) or just to know....they are not the only person that's going through.

So feel free to relate, subscribe,reply, repost,....and enjoy.