Waiting

I don't mind waiting for a day,

I don't mind waiting for a few days, 

I don't mind waiting for weeks, 

I don't mind waiting for few months, 

As long as our eyes meet and you smile and say "Hi" to me, 

it's worth it. 

It doesn't matter that that's all you do, 

it doesn't matter that my heart opens up like a flower or whatever, 

it doesn't matter that I'm risking heart failure from palpitations, 

As long as our eyes meet and stay there for even a brief 2-seconds, 

it's so worth it. 

Urgh. I hate myself for being so sticky in this crush. But I can't help myself :) 

I'll just have to hope this crush will recede like any other ones and nothing will happen and I'll be my normal self again. Yup, that's the plan. Always. 

Yvonne..

Premonition?

I talked about him twice, both in real life and as you can see on the previous post, perhaps right before he breathed his last few breaths. 

May you rest in peace Steve Jobs, for you will always be one of my most admired people in the world. 

Tired. Gonna rest soon. 

Yvonne..

Few Things Off My Mind

Hans Zimmer makes the BEST movie music EVER. 

Next, I just watched It's Complicated and it's nice, albeit uber-gross, and I have no idea how could Jane built up that kind of life it's just so incredible and I would die without regrets (as of now) to be able to achieve half the things she did (not the whole messy relationship thing, I meant the career, the kids, the house, the shop, the ability to whip up delicious pastries just like *finger-snap*, the happy mentality, etc etc.)

I just realised that Twitter and Blogger are mutually-exclusive when it comes to my venting spurts. It's either I'm active on Twitter, OR Blogger. Never AND. 

And one last random thing, I admire Steve Jobs but I still hate dislike Apple. :)

Tim Cook may be skinny but still, he's not Steve. 

Why did I feel kinda weird and wrong saying that? 

Anyway moving on, I'm done. :)

Yvonne..

Estranged

From myself. I don't know me anymore. 

Despite the fact that I know completely why did that happen, I do nothing to stop it. 

It feels like a ticking bomb, the only thing is you'll be wondering when will it go off. 

And I'm curious as to how far can I go knowing it will tick off any moment yet doing nothing about it. 

How, did I come to this point again? 

Let me ask you something, do you eat to live? Or you live to eat? 

If you're a foodie, I bet you'd go "Of course I live to eat!!" then you'll laugh jokingly and everyone will smile or laugh along to be polite. 

Then somewhere in your sub-conscious you'd be thinking, "well of course the responsible answer would be 'eat to live'..."

Think again. 

If everything you do is just for the sake of living, then what's the point of living? 

Passion or obsession is a thing everyone must have in life. Otherwise, I really don't see the point. 

Having said that, maybe I should shoot myself right now? I read that people sometimes stop midtrack in their life and think "what the hell am I doing now?" and sometimes I wonder about that too but I always have answers prepared for that. 

Sometimes I wish I don't instead. 

Yvonne..