February 2012
10 posts
Reminder to Self.
*Before I FINALLY go to sleep (lagging on it)*
I need to remember…
1) The people that have guided and supported me throughout the years, and have helped you get to where I am now.
2) To give thanks, and say please.
3) To be more considerate. Especially to the people that I hold dearest.
4) To pick my fights wisely. Remember to think about the long run, and that everyone makes mistakes...
Ramblings: Our Tree
A relationship is like a tree.
It takes much nurture, attention, love, and patience in order for it to grow. Its leaves are painted with vibrant colors, flourishing throughout the tree signifying that the relationship is going well.
Sometimes, however, the tree is hit with hardships, such as cold winters, or dry summers causing the leaves to stale and turn a charcoal black color, slowly falling...
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January 2012
10 posts
Ramblings: Blabber.
I stand on the sand, right where the waves recede from the tips of my toes and watch her. She has been knocked submissive under the surface of the water by the waves of her doubt and anxiety. Underneath the water, her face is pale and her eyes no longer carry the same brightness that it had once sheltered so persistently. Her mouth now curls downwards, and her eyebrows furrow together towards the...
SECOND SEMESTER
Let me start by telling you that this semester started off a little rocky. Being the infamous procrastinator that I am, I did not buy my parking permit until a few hours before I had to go to school. Now, let me try to redeem myself. I thought I had bought a full year parking permit. Guess not. And, to my luck everyone else in the freaking school is also a procrastinator and was trying to buy a...
Lack of Words
I haven’t written in some time and a part of me has the urge to scribble something down before this temporary lack of writing becomes something permanent. However, whenever I sit down to write nowadays, my pen lays at a standstill and the words that had once spent countless hours knocking on the doors of my mind are now, completely silent. Perhaps fatigue has kidnapped and stowed them away,...
You probably thought that you’d break my...
December 2011
12 posts
Empty
I have finally accepted that one day, you will forget me entirely.
That one morning you will wake up disorientated and tangled in the white sheets that you and I had spent countless mornings tangled in one another in, and wonder why there is a lack of warmth that you had once been so familiar with. That perhaps one afternoon you will be lodged on the couch watching television with another woman,...
Where art thou, Winter Break
At the moment, I am choreo blocked so I will get back to studying Philosophy after I finish this tangent.
Recently, I threw my check into my bag and a few days later I realized I didn’t have it anymore. I searched everywhere for it, and failed to find it so I had to face my demon of a boss and ask her to reinstate a new one. To my surprise, she was very nice about it and then guess what....
Angels descending bring from above Echoes of...
Give me love, or give me death.
Just don’t...
INSIDER: Delirium
What cold air lingers on the tip of my clothes that seeps into the pores of my exposed skin underneath. Outside, the light of the sky has been smothered in a black ink that has ravaged day into night. Oh, night time. How the crooning of your arrival whispers a searing greeting into my ear which slowly transcends into a rising cacophony of my past regrets, unsound judgements, and nonsensical...
November 2011
12 posts
spitsick:
“You should date an illiterate girl. Date a girl who doesn’t read. Find her in the weary squalor of a Midwestern bar. Find her in the smoke, drunken sweat, and varicolored light of an upscale nightclub. Wherever you find her, find her smiling. Make sure that it lingers when the people that are talking to her look away. Engage her with unsentimental trivialities. Use pick-up lines and...
Ramblings: Value
My name is Uyen. I am merely nineteen years old.
I am not a politician, nor am I a philosopher. I am neither a humanitarian, nor am I a environmentalist. One may look at me, a scrawny little Asian girl and ask oneself What does she know about the world? Who is she to say what is, and what isn’t?
But I do however believe that I have a voice. As do everyone else. Some voices are heard. Some...
Ramblings: Wordsomniac
Lately, I haven’t been writing on my Tumblr that often. Most of my posts these days consist of songs, but I guess it is because these songs act as substitute to my own words. Instead of writing out my thoughts, I acted as a poltroon and utilized other people’s words in order to compensate for my own. But I am back. My appetance for sharing my words is too unbearable to resist....
So cry if you need to, but I can’t stay to watch...
Boy, you still hold me close, when you see me.
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Never planned that one day I’d be losing...
Purple Tinted Rock
We used to be inseparable.
My hand was wrapped around you, in a cavern of adoration. You were merely a small purple tinted stone. But, you were perfect for me, a beautiful jewel nestled comfortably in my hand. I held you everywhere, close to my heart. You radiated warmth when I was cold, and coolness when I was hot. How fond I was of this strange little stone, so peculiar you were.
I never...
October 2011
16 posts
SIO VEGAS 2011
What a crazy weekend this was that I’m going to try to fit into one post. Primed stayed at the Planet Hotel and that’s where we practically stayed the entire Friday. Let’s just say I wasn’t myself Friday night. I was Penguyen. Had Aria Buffet that night, and couldn’t sleep until like 3AM because I kept waking up in the middle of the night.
Saturday morning, was SIO...
Ramblings: Apocalypse
Friday July 15th, 2011
Your skin, my skin so cold and damp
The gloominess of the dawn stretches ‘til dark
Until it falls, it falls to pitch black
Bemoaning screams, death’s final track
My hand in yours, the only warmth
Every second that pass, more death shall swarm
The smell, the smell of rotting flesh
Seeps into the pores of these forlorn walls
Your once bright eyes, now sullen deep
Many days...
My goal this year is a real one, gonna stack a...
You can easily tell what type of person someone is...