Love letters of great men.

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I watched the last episode of Sex and the city yesterday and then i decided to watch the movies after (yes, i’m a sappy girl who enjoys watching these things :P)..

so as i was saying, i was in the middle of the first movie, and Carrie(one of the characters) was reading a book called “love letters of great men” which includes love letters written by great men throughout history.

i was so excited about that book that i went and looked for it online, to find out that it was only published after the movie due to fan demand. Point is, here is a small part from the book, from one of Napoleon Bonaparte’s love letters addressed to his wife.

“I wake filled with thoughts of you. Your portrait and the intoxicating evening which we spent yesterday have left my senses in turmoil. Sweet incomparable Josephine, what a strange effect you have on my heart! Are you angry? Do I see you looking sad? Are you worried? … My soul aches with sorrow, and there can be no rest for your lover; but is there still more in store for me when, yielding to the profound feelings which overwhelm me, I draw from your lips, from your heart a love which consumes me with fire? Ah! it was last night that I fully realized how false an image of you your portrait gives!You are leaving at noon; I shall see you in three hours. Until then, mio dolce amor, a thousand kisses; but give me none in return, for they set my blood on fire.”

-Bonaparte
And with this little extract, i leave you with this question, “What happened to men?!” πŸ˜›

November/Movember

 

AHH, ’tis the season for Movember fa la la la, la la la la!

don’t judge me, i’m allowed to change the lyrics!!

anywho, so Movember isn’t it?

Don’t get me wrong, i support the cause fully, it’s awesome and i applaud the people who end up raising money for this significant cause.. Prostate cancer has the second highest cancer mortality rate. However, due to the ongoing research and developed treatment methods, it has been decreasing significantly.

Nonetheless, many men(more like most of them) take it as an opportunity to grow that “glorious” mustache of theirs during a time when they won’t be judged for it. Because let’s face it, it’s not a pretty sight!! Sorry men, it is just not attractive, no matter how much you claim it brings out the man in you or makes you look more mysterious or attractive…etc. point is, it is not appealing! A girl is not going to be like “oh look at that hot mustache of his,it accentuates his beautiful lips and makes me want to go over there and just caress it!” or “Hey, he looks very intellectual with his perfectly curled mustache,i bet we’d be able to have a deep and meaningful conversation if i came up to him.”

so on and so forth,you get the drift…

But oh well, i will enjoy looking at them for my own amusement, and i’ll try keeping my laughter to a minimum, but i surely can not guarantee that!

Last but not least, go donate, people!!

http://ca.movember.com/

Wise words from a wise old man

I came across someone who told me this wonderful thing today that actually opened my eyes to many little things we tend to ignore in our lives.

He said “Being happy doesn’t mean you have the best of everything, being happy is making the best of everything.”

Not only did i not know that person, but he was also someone who just came up to my table at Starbucks and sat down with me without asking, and that was the first time ever that i was grateful for that incident.

I mean that’s my bubble..don’t come in here without asking me πŸ˜› But i’m glad he did πŸ™‚

hey, it’s Friday too.. weeeeeeekend!

 

 

Piece of my mind & heartbreak

Do you ever wonder how relationships tend to end? How at one point you’re either madly in love with this person or at least on the way there..and the an instant later you’re in tears because it ended. How your once “significant other” becomes your “EX” and complete stranger..Does it matter that you shared almost everything with that person? apparently not..Does it matter that you shared your fears and hopes and secrets with him/her? How does your “comfort place” become a place you never want to visit again..at what point does that happen? Even mutual breakups never end fairly..as the clichΓ© phrase says “When a heart breaks it doesn’t break even” (yes, i am aware that those are the lyrics to a song :P)

Breaking up is like quitting smoking cold turkey..
How so, you ask? well..imagine someone addicted to smoking and then one fine day,this person decided to quit then and there..without even slightly looking back or having one last puff..probably seems like a glorious moment in the beginning and surely the decision will affect the person’s future positively.. but, what happens tomorrow,when he wakes up craving that one last tiny puff..his body starts to withdraw and at some point he might even relapse after doing okay for a few days..

So a break up is like quitting smoking cold turkey, you break up..and then POOF..cut off all communication with the other person just like that..why can’t it be easier? Perhaps instead of cutting off all communication at once,narrow it down to talking twice a week and then less as time goes by? i know i know..doesn’t really work that way, but it should kinda help the healing process, no?

i ask way too many questions..and i have so many more left,not to worry πŸ™‚

but for now,i’m off! NIGHT!

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how do i start?

maybe i should at least start by saying a few things about my anonymous self?

well..it’s simple,really, i’m just a girl who wants to share a piece of her mind-or perhaps many pieces-knowing that other people would be able to relate to the things i have to say!

alrighty then..happy blogging/reading!

xoxo

So..i thought, why not create a blog?

and here i am πŸ™‚ post #1!!

nothing to this post so far, eh?

but oh well…it’s only the beginning :))