Memories & Vacations

Howdy!

Hadn't written an update on the blogaroo in a long time. Just wanted to drop by and say hello. School's out for the holidays, and Christmas spirits are high! Hope everybody's enjoying the cheer and the chills =)
I've been reminiscing a lot lately, and I thought I'd share this song because it has a special place in my heart. At one point in high school, before I found the right friends, I was able to relate to this song very much.
What about it? The words, the singers & everything else.
Its surprising... the joy a few hombres will bring you.
*raises toast* - to true friends. :)
I'm into my reading phase right now, so the writer's shut off in a room, getting loaded with ideas.
Hopefully I'll be back with some more.
Until then, oh dear readers..
Hasta la-buh bye!

Contemplations & Originations

Oddly enough, both the words in my title this times were revelations to me! I didn't know saying them like that was grammatically correct, but cheers to being colloquially disciplined. =)

Lately, I have taken to doing my speculations on the bus, and taking into account the season of Fall (about which I hope to be writing very soon), the weather is perfect for thinkers, and these turn out to be quite the bus rides!

In any case, since I couldn't come up with another poem quick enough to post, and I wanted to make sure I didn't bore the few readers that I have, to death. I decided to change the writing style up a little, and write basically whatever came to my mind. And here's what my pen wrote...

"This is my theory now.

So, where do ideas originate?

Ideas are like energy. They cannot be created or destroyed. They seem to be very eco-friendly though. They can be recycled a lot more than you think.  *chuckle*

But then, how do people keep coming up with different things, you may ask?

Because they live. They live longer, and the see different things around them. They learn to imagine, they learn to hope, and their mind slowly learns how to entangle all these things together to form what we call an idea.

The subconscious mind... its quite a powerful thing, you know? It absorbs a lot more than the human race is even aware of, and that has been scientifically proven.

Not that I claim to be an expert of the human mind, or anything. I am simply stating my point of view.

I don't really know why I wrote this post up. Maybe this was my way of so elegantly giving you all an excuse for my writer's block (which again, I hope will be lifted soon!)

But my question to you is, what can you take away from my little blurb? Though I think this is a one time thing, my posts won't all be educational! ;-)

The next time someone says, "I'm out of ideas", go ahead and tell them to go out a live a little.

Why do you think they will have an idea when they come back? Because they will have a new experience under their belt!

Now let it be known that I don't think creativity or originality is absent among great writers, of course not! But until the time when I manage to come up with an idea that I can't trace back to something I've seen before, or heard before, or had a fleeting glimpse of, or even hoped before, my theory remains intact."


So once again, do let me know what y'all think! Until next time...

Hasta la-buh bye!

Hardships & Cool Dates

Hello faithful reader(s)!

Okay, so there is a definite downside to being a girl. We are so high maintenance! I think I'm definitely entitled to say that when its close to midnight and I am just walking out of a steamy bathroom after having worked on my hair for almost an hour and a half! But oh man.. it will definitely be worth it tomorrow *wink*

Haha, so I'm not really doing a whole post tonight, but I just wanted to drop by and wish you all a Happy 10/10/10! A date like this won't be coming by for another thousand years, so I hope you guys thoroughly enjoyed your day! :)

To whoever is reading this:

You should be proud to know that you have now survived the following:
1/1/1
2/2/2
3/3/3
4/4/4
5/5/5
6/6/6
7/7/7
8/8/8
9/9/9
and 10/10/10!

Oh yeah, we're definitely awesome.

Anywho, I hope to be back with another piece of work for you guys soon! But until then...

Hasta la-buh bye!

Impurity & Fantasies

All she knew was heartache..

She wore her heart on her sleeve,
She was tired of the hurt in life..
She yearned happiness, she wanted to be free

She sat alone in a corner
Looking forlorn, broken and weak,
As life passed her by at east..
A lonely tear slid down her cheek

Outside the sky was blue, the grass so green..
But the memories inside her mind were deadly,
The darkness engulfing her became complete..
Yet she prayed and hoped, it would fade quickly

For somewhere, she knew, just beyond her reach..
An angel stood watching her struggle and mope,
How else could there have been, in her world so grey..
A small, unblinking, ray of shining hope?

She waited for the pain to steadily pass..
And fought while it tried to weigh her down,
For now when she opened her eyes so slow..
She realized it was much harder to frown

The time for a new journey had come at last..
The past, dark and dreary, was left behind,
She saw her life from another's eyes..
Where pain did not dwell - neither in her heart, nor her mind

She embraced the comfort of breathing so free..
And waved goodbye to her dreadful past,
This feeling of hope and renewed faith..
She truly hoped, she could make it last

Beyond the lakes and mountains and trees..
Her angel gave a glowing smile,
For he knew her story, far too well..
And he trusted that pain will stay at bay, awhile

So I made a few tweaks and changes to this poem. I think it works better now. Tell me what you think!


Hasta la-buh bye!

Heartaches & Poetry

Haha, so who notices a theme with my titles? I actually wanted them all to be opposites or irrelevant, but I realize that these words are all interconnected, no matter how hard I try for them not to be.

So I've been thinking..

What inspires poetry? Heartbreaks? Contemplation? Or just the hidden artist inside you looking for a way to be heard?

In any case! Here's my next piece of work. I call it..

"Moving On"

There was a hole in my heart..

Which I thought would never heal,

It ripped me apart inside..

No one understood the big deal.

The sky was always dull,

The world was always gray,

Walking out on me was easy,

Just leaving me there to pray.

Soon the tears were thicker, the hole was bigger..

And happiness just seemed too far,

Somehow I knew that would always be true..

As long as we stayed apart.

Years of sorrow and nights of pain,

Did no good to you or me,

The words unspoken and memories never made..

How I wished you would see.

Then one day I saw that beautiful smile..

The one for which I fell,

But it killed me to see, it wasn't for me,

Even from far, I could tell.

It hit me just then, hard as a rock,

The hole no longer seemed to be there,

The smile.. just as beautiful as before..

Seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Time had changed and so had you,

You were no longer the one I loved,

Nothing at all seemed right between us..

I heard a voice say from above.

I sensed as I went farther and farther..

The pain was less and the tears were few,

The hurt was leaving, as I was beginning,

To see that I was stronger than I knew.

Now the sun shines bright and clouds are thin,

I see that my past has been long gone..

A new day creeps with happiness near,
As I start to feel, the joy of moving on.

An old past, an old story..
The old hurt, just pain & no glory
A new hope, a new day..
Look above, and fly away.

I pray that my poetic mood keeps coming back to me. Until it strikes again..


Hasta la-buh bye!

Lost & Untitled

So I get a little lazy..
I'm just a student
So I break a promise..
I'm just a human
So I make excuses..
I'm just a child
So I break traditions..
I'm just a rebel
So I put on a brave front..
I'm just a friend
So I get into arguments..
I'm just a teenager
So I get lonely sometimes..
I'm just a writer
So I get my heart broken..
I'm just a girl

So I'm going to start with - I'm sorry.

In today's world, misunderstandings are a very common predicament. "Observations" can be mistaken as "fixedly gazing at someone murderously and trying to think of schemes to steal what lies in their wallet". So with much sadness, and a bit of gladness, I'm going to call off my "Stranger Posts". I don't need the cops called on me. =)

So yes, life has been choppy. But it goes on. And I must go with it.

You know those moments where you wish to give up on everything, turn all the lights off, wear your favorite pair of pajamas, curl up in a ball with your blanket pulled over you? I've had a fair few of them follow me around for some time now, and how much longer I can fight them off, I can't say..

In any case!

Before this gets depressing =) I'm going to get straight to it! Up there was a tiny preview of what happens when I get thinking, and start to improvise and want to write poems. I hope they are well received, because that seems to be what I wish to do just now :)

Well, I'll keep y'all posted!

Hasta la-buh bye!

Apologies & Reassurances

I know. I know.

Its been a quiet couple of weeks in the world of the Humble Undercover Diva. She missed writing too, she can tell you that! But, in her defense, life got in the way.. =/ I do however, wish to send out an "I'm sorry" card to whoever is reading this now :)

You know, sometimes I think.. "Wouldn't it be amazing if we could just shut it all out, and live in a virtual world like a pixel? Not a worry of tomorrow, not a care in the world!"

Before I get carried away...

How's everybody been? (This is assuming I have more than 2 readers :D)

I know I've broken my so called "tradition" twice in a row now, so no more waiting there. I think I shall jump back on that wagon right away! With a slight change though. Lets move it to Thursday, will keep me busy between classes ;) (oh yes, school has begun!)

Until my next post then, which should be published soon..

Hasta la-buh bye!

Speculations & Traditions

Its the start to a new month, and the start to this new tradition! :-)

Since this was my first try, I thought I'd also start with a little piece of history about myself. I've always had a closer connection with the male gender (call me crazy :-P), and this is why my very first "Post About A Stranger", is about a man who I saw on the bus today.

I don't know if this post particular post of mine is going to follow a layout, but I guess I should just describe him...

So there I was journeying home when I saw first him. To be honest, he was a little hard to miss. Blocking the way into the bus as he was, he stood there posing, without knowing I hope. I couldn't help noticing, that amid all the disapproving looks that he got for causing passengers discomfort getting to their seats, the ladies definitely did their fair shares of double takes and sneaking glances. He looked like a Greek God.

"What makes him tick?" I thought to myself. To begin with, he was tall. And I mean like at least 6"10 kind of tall. It was definitely something to look at. Not to mention his ridiculously smooth and tanned olive brown skin which seemed to be stretched just enough to show off his muscles. Yes, he was definitely built. And well built too.

His hair was neatly groomed, but his eyes were hidden by his shades. But making a note of all his other sharp, but chiseled features, I could only imagine how nice his eyes really were. He had bruises on his hand, which seemed like the ones one can get by working too hard. His clothes were stylish and his watch was fancy, but his shoes looked worn, and his bag looked like it would give way any second.

A pink glittery thing kept flashing from his bag every time it caught the sun rays, but in all honesty, looking at him in his confident aura and almost the haughty sort of air about him made me think, "Heck, even if he had a pink skirt in there, he would work it!" ;-)

I've seen handsome gentlemen, hot guys, and good-lookin' fellas. But today was the first time I laid eyes on a beautiful man :-)

Let me know what you guys think! I know it could have been loads better, but I was a little tired to be honest. That's it for now. Until next time...

Hasta la-buh bye!

Naps & Bus Rides

Oh. My. Goodness.

Is the weather hot where you are? Because I swear I almost turned into a human barbecue today! Stuffy and humid weather made my hair frizzy beyond belief! Not to mention the fact that I kept falling asleep every 3.7 seconds. In short, the weather stinks. I hate hate hate it! I actually miss winter.. :-( But anywho..

So while coming home on the bus today, I think I may have figured out a tradition for myself in this topsy-turvy world of blogging. I decided to write about one person, once a week. Doesn't sound too interesting, does it? Well..

Worry not!

This person I plan to write about will not be someone in my life. It will be a stranger. As I've said before, I'm just another face lost in the sea of people, and although this blog is about me, I want to first give an idea of the way I write. Before I begin to share my story, I would want to know if anyone out there is reading it at all. So I want to make this new tradition of mine a little exciting. Picking someone off the street challenges my writing skills a lot more, than writing about someone I know, don't you think?

So as of now, let this tradition begin!

Oh wait, before I begin, I should make it known that I'm crazy about patterns & routines. I like structure. But that doesn't mean I'm boring! *giggle* I feel the need to specify that I only like structure in regards to certain things, not always. But in this case, I'm thinking I should do this "Post About A Stranger" every Wednesday. I think that will make Hump Day a little more exciting, no?

So in honor of beginning my new tradition, I will write this post for you all tomorrow. On a more excited note: I finish work in 4 days! Not looking forward to the "unemployed" part, but could definitely use a little me-time at home :-)

Until tomorrow then!

Hasta la-buh bye!

A New Journey

So.
I've finally done it.
I've come over to the Dark Side..
And created a blog. :-)

My inspiration?

Many things. To begin with, 3 special people. I need not name names, they know who they are. And a movie - Julie & Julia. (Which was surprisingly good!)

My reason?

The inevitable, undeniable and absolutely-unasked-for kind of events that seem to occur in life.

My ambition?

It is a work-in-progress.

Do I know why I have started writing me a blog? Absolutely not. But I will write. This may be a start of something new that could turn into something that changes the world. Or, this could be another failed attempt at me keeping a diary. Regardless, I will write. Relentlessly, faithfully, and for once, without giving up.

So to answer the biggest unasked question: no, I don't have a lot of time on my hands. Nor do I not have a life. I'm just another human being.

There are some things in life, that one wants to share, but can't. I find myself feeling a strange comfort knowing that by "blogging" about these things, someone behind the screen knows my story. Someone who will just read it, but may not question it. (Note: the word may, but as Fred & George Weasley say, "Ask us no questions, and we'll tell you no lies." :-P)

In any case, a lot of quick thought has gone into the title of my blog. My posts will be long, because I like to talk. A lot. In this case, write. I'm just not a "condensed and concise" kind of person. I understand that I may have lost more than just a handful of readers at this point *giggle*. But anywho, read only if you wish to.

So here's my opinion about commenting on blogs. Obviously you all know that I can moderate comments on my blog. So if you don't have anything decent to say, please don't say anything at all. Stress on the word decent. I like constructive criticism, not spam. That is not welcome here.

What will I do in this blog of mine? I will share. 

What is it I will share? - I know not! But when I do, I hope it is worth a read.

Let the blogging begin!