Tag Archive | Love

And You let Her Go

You know that grown up feeling that overcomes you for a moment. It’s like an epiphany of sorts and you see something in different light. Something that one point you actually believed that that’s how it should be done. However, given the chance to re-think again today, you’d be like “No, how now?”. Some thoughts or opinions you had before, if revisited can give you a mini heart-attack. I don’t think it’s growing up that caused the change of heart as I’d said at the beginning, but exposure and experience. And that could be why those two are important even as you seek for jobs. Experience and exposure help influence your opinion on certain things, and that’s why…

…opinions are only valid for the duration they’re shared. They could change as soon as you put the full stop.

Anyhow, this epiphany happened as I listened to a current song that I rather like; Passenger – Let her go. Sometimes I listen to songs because of the beats, but when I see myself slowly getting the lyrics in (because I can listen to a song a million times but the lyrics don’t get in, it’s a rare disease called #ijustcantcramlyrics lol), I start to think about what it the artist is trying to bring out. Yeah, I can sing along but maybe I’m chanting illuminati, just kidding, but you know what I mean.

So as I listened on and sang along, I thought “wait a minute, what’s this guys saying?”. Makes sense from the quote “when you love something, let it go, if it was meant to be, it’ll come back, if it doesn’t, it never loved you…” Now, that doesn’t make sense to me anymore, so let me tell you a little something about love, my kind of love. Not necessarily the lover kind of love, just general love. For your family, friends and things.

Clara

You know it when you get it, and you don’t have to let go to know that you have it. Love doesn’t need proof by leaving and seeing whether they’ll (or it’ll) come back. Love just needs a few actions that express what you feel and what the other persons feels for you. Love doesn’t have seasons. Love is not like weather, it’s a constant through out the seasons. Love makes those seasons bearable. What happens within the seasons are feelings. Feelings, which are always bound to change depending on the situation you’re met with. If it’s rainy and it’s muddy and wet, you’ll hate it and wish for the sun, then when the sun is too scotchy, you’ll wish for the cold.

Love like other things in life, have rules, mostly unwritten. A few written. If you read the bible, it makes it easier for you to break the code. That’s why you’d find friends becoming (fri)enemies because of overstepping a love rule. If you disrespect me, then how do we get along? If you don’t forgive me for my shortcomings, then how do you expect this relationship to work out? If you keep my record of wrongs and keep reiterating them, that’s really annoying, just let go and move on, if you’re jealous of my achievement then how do we help each other? If you’re impatient with me, then how do we grow and be there for each other through the highs and lows?

That’s love. Don’t let her go when you love her, keep her instead. Love is about forgiveness, working it out, growing, letting go of baggage and moving on and while at it, the one thing that should stay, is that thing or that person(s) you love. Stupid, would be listening to the quotes and lyrics and letting go to see if the said person or thing will come back, even butterflies don’t. They fly away and find other places where they’ll fit in.

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

If You Want To Feel Rich

You know the interesting thing about life? I also don’t. Ha ha kidding, I do. It’s that at the end of the day it’s about your endless dreams and how you can make them happen. It’s about those people you care about and how you want to see them happy. It’s about you and how you can achieve your happiest state. You work to achieve something, something that will make you feel complete, an absolute of sorts. The other day someone asked what can’t money buy? That’s a difficult question seeing as some of us haven’t experienced extreme richness to know what exactly it can’t buy. But with the much I have, I can say those things I am pretty sure it wouldn’t buy me.

You know those things that whether you have money or not, you can still experience them. It’s not money that determines whether you can or cannot get them. Digress, I remember in the course of my first job, I was confident enough that I deserved a raise and off I walked to my ex-bosses office to request for one. With full justification as to why I deserved an increase, we chat away. He’s the kind that could talk you out of what you want and convince you otherwise. So to say the least, I was fully armed. His office, the battle field. Everyone knew that. By all means I deserved a pay rise, so I was going to fight for it. As we chat, he goes like, “Mercy, you know if I decided to start paying you a million every month today you would go crazy”. Ha ha, joke right and I say, “I would be happy with that. Maybe we can try.” Then being the smart man,  he of course tells me the story of how he started out and how he got to where he is.  You learn to manage the little that you have as it’s added in progression, not just pap! Otherwise you won’t get a hold of yourself. I see he was doing my parents a favour, parenting me at work.

Oh boy, I was just seeing my plea go down the drain, somehow disappearing in the horizon as he went on and on. The he goes, “I will add for you this *small amount* first then we see how you do, and you can come back *after this duration of time* for a review”. Not what I had initially asked for, but at least it was something to get me going then. This always gets me looking back and thinking how it is I survived with that money, somehow I did, comfortably. Now back to those things, those ones that make you feel rich even when you’re not money rich, those ones that money cannot buy;

Happy Relationships

With God, with your family, with your spouse. You can’t buy their love or affection towards you and vice versa. Their willingness to do things for you and with you when you need them to, when you don’t need them to or when you least expect them to. The respect that you hold for each other. It’s a world of competition out there, so having this people cheer lead for you and be your front runners. That at the end of the day, you have people who can be held accountable for you and you for them, this is a blessing, not a purchase.

Good Health

It’s by the Grace of God that you’re healthy. That you can do things that other people only wish they could or that you have features that others wish they had, even if just for a day. They may look simple and easy for us, but it’s a blessing that we shouldn’t take for granted. Walking, eating, talking, sleeping, pooping, thinking, hearing, seeing among other things. That you’re not sick and bed ridden. You could have the money to go to the best doctors in the world, but not necessarily get healed. So thank your almighty for good health and long life.

Time … A Really Good Time

Money can enable you to go to the most beautiful and tranquil of places and do things that you’ve only dreamt of. But chances are that you might not even have a good time while at it. It happens. You think this place could give you absolute happiness even if for a moment, then it doesn’t. It probably even stresses you when you think how much you’re spending and what you’re going back to or it could be the company, not withstanding the luxury provided. It gets you whining to no end.

It’s all about having a good time, a great experience, a genuine smile on your face and hearty laughter, the kind that stems from your tummy. Ain’t it? You can have a good time wherever you choose to go or be, not necessarily in the islands or desserts or five star hotels whose décor and furnishings are out of this world. If you can’t afford that right now, you can afford a walk in the park … it’s free. I know I’m pushing it *because I want to go to those islands, desserts and five start hotels*, but a really good time knows no place and no amounts of money. You make it, with what you have.

True friends

There’s the family that’s given to you by virtue of being born into this world, and then there are those you personally choose, your true friends. Money can’t buy you these ones and if it does, the ‘true’ in the ‘true friends’ fizzles out. The love, trust and commitment you accord this ones with and vice versa is miraculous.

The brain and mind

Oh your mind. That there is one powerful object, in case you were searching for super powers. Very powerful, I’m even thinking when people say it’s the heart ‘a bullet to the heart‘, I think they mean the mind. The heart just pumps blood and enables the brain to get blood and oxygen for you to remain sane. It’s the mind that thinks, hurts, feels, cooks things up, makes assumptions, loves and so on. The mind leads you to believing what you want to believe and helps you make your choices, good or bad, whether you have money or not. It’s the source of great ideas and innovations that eventually lead you to making that money.

Money can’t buy you brains, but it can help you make up your mind, when you have them. So the brains came before the money, unless you’re a trust fund baby, lucky bustards … lol

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There’s no better way to look at it. This will give you so much peace especially in your mind and help you put some things into perspective. Sometimes we get so drained trying to get rich, that we die trying. Because we see riches as just having money and lots of it, but riches do come in other forms too. What are some of those things you have that money cannot buy?

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

Caring Too Much … Perhaps?

Sometimes you care so much even when you are not meant to. Not that caring is bad, caring is the best thing that could ever happen to anyone. To care about someone, to be cared for, best feeling in the world. If anything, caring is synonymous to love. When you care about someone and someone cares about you just as much or more, then that’s love, genuine love. Or at least that’s what I choose to think is one of the basics components which constitutes love. Caring is selfless, something you give not because it’s an obligation you’re supposed to fulfil or because it’s a duty assigned to you, but because you feel the need to and that the person you care for deserves at least that from you, they are that special.

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I know you’re wondering where I am getting to with this, I am too. Was just trying to show you that caring is actually good, until it becomes bad. We people are known to care too much. Caring too much even for things and people who don’t really deserve it, people who don’t really matter to us, people who don’t really care about us and neither do we about them. We care about the wrong things from those people, we care not because we actually care for or about them, instead, we care what they think about us, what they say about us, what their opinion of us is or even whether what we do or say pleases them or captures their attention and if they’ll have something good to say about it or us. We even create the illusion that for us to be happy, we must please these people who we don’t really care about by doing or saying things that we normally wouldn’t do or say. We are not ourselves around them in the aim to please them, an extra price to pay for something you don’t need to do in the first place. Sounds familiar?

Not once or twice, I can say that I have tried to please those people who don’t care about me. Saying things I wouldn’t normally say, doing things I normally wouldn’t do, basically going completely out of my way not to be myself, all in the name of trying to make someone else happy. Someone who doesn’t recognize how much effort you have put in whatever it is you’re doing to make sure that they are happy or comfortable. Not being you bites you in the back when you’re very unaware. It’s the same people you try to please who will talk smack about you in your absence, who won’t be straight with you, who will be quick to say what’s wrong instead of what’s right to other people besides you. It’s like throwing a curve ball, you think you’ve scored a goal after a super strike only for it to come back and hit you in the face.  I must have reached a point in life I figured it’s always been about the people I care for and the people who care about me and no one else. The rest usually fall into place, they settle for what the ones you care about get.

Sometimes you want to carry all the weight of the world, but (un)fortunately you have only two hands with some inspiration from “Avicii – Wake Me Up”. I bet God had that in mind when he gave us two hands, you can’t start operating like an octopus. Basically be who you are, do what’s in your ability, be honest with yourself and to those around you, say and do what you feel because those who care about you or matter will definitely not mind and those who don’t care about you or don’t matter … well does it really matter now that they don’t matter? I think it’s a notion we have in our heads that everyone should like us for we who we are. Unfortunately now, the universe doesn’t play easy, so those one who don’t matter shouldn’t bother you, because eventually, they fade away. Difficult one but for an easier win, just know your people!

Care

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

Friday Snippets

Running Time

Thank God It’s Friday

I think my mind is having a couch potato moment. You know where you have things to write about in your mind but your body is not cooperating with what your mind is feeling. In short, the writing doesn’t quite happen. Then funny thing is how time flies. By the time I’ve gotten to the office I realize it’s already 1:00pm then all of a sudden it’s 4:30pm. When I get home, it’s already 10:00pm. I lay my head to sleep, and the alarm is already buzzing it’s 6:30am. Where’s this time running to or am I the one running away from it?

WATCHING

Remember Sunday (of love and loss of memory. The dude has to fall in love with the lady everyday and the lady has to bear with it…oh love), Side effects (you want to know how someone can pretend, wow, watch this one. It’s unbelievable). House of Lies, this is one interesting management series, tells you all about consultancy and the lies it holds. But hey, who doesn’t want to be a consultant,  it’s in my future plans for sure. Oh plus being a lecturer or a professor you can mark my words here already.

LOVING

The boyfriend. We have been dating for almost 1 year now *ululations*. It closes in this month. I remember my friend counting months for me, like “I’m giving you 6 months, then I’ll know that you’re serious”, of course I was.  It’s a roller coaster but you know how a roller coaster goes. It’s a never ending cycle, always gives you the thrill despite its ups and downs and I never want to step out of this one. It’s quite the fun ride, actually my favorite. My muse!

Love is a decision. It’s not a feeling because feelings get messed up. Sometimes that person you consciously know you love can drive your feelings up the roof and they don’t get back for hours or even a couple of days. But because you love then, you decide that despite them messing up with your feeling, it’s much more than that and you want them there with you, always.

LISTENING TO

Pod casts given by Pastor Bob Coy. Do you love preachings? Go look for them. Do you hate preachings? go look for them. He knows how to cut across the message to everyone and relate it to the bible without sounding so spiritual or religious, if you know what I mean. He relates the bible to life and how we live. He hits the nail on the head, like tells you what you don’t want to hear. It’s amazing.

READING

Still Paulo Coelho – Aleph. Since when did I become such a bad reader. There were days I would read a book in 3 days or less. Now, it’s a whole week or 2 and well, I’m not even mid-way. Bad manners right?

EATING

Some cold fruity milkshake (Yummers! The thought). I don’t really care the flavour right now (but of course not anything chocolate or coffee flavoured).

LOOKING FORWARD TO

Something very random. I don’t know what exactly, but I know I’m game for, oh well, anything that will make me have a good time by all means.

SAVING FOR

Curtains, yes curtains. I think it’s about time I got curtains to match my “colour scheme”. Don’t be surprised, it’s not purple or pink. It’s actually orange and brown. I can be somewhat unpredictable sometimes.

PLANNING FOR

Well not planning per se, but I’ve been blogging for almost 4 years. How I have been able to do that, I don’t know. I think it’s the fact that I feel compelled to share. I am glad that I haven’t reached a point where I want to hang my boots and I hope I will never reach that point. I love this sport.

I like that I am confident in what I do even when I don’t know what will really come off it despite wanting to inspire, impact or influence someone through this. Maybe that’s where the plan should come in right? Yeah, that’s what I’m planning for now…lol

THANKING

How I am a really poor multi-tasker. Is it a skill that’s acquired in future? I think I’m the only woman who’s bad at it. Like if I always find myself concentrating on one thing, putting my mind into it and being oblivious of other things going on. Although I can also be a scatter brain, but poor multi-tasker rules the day. I’m yet to find out whether it’s a bad or good thing.

To more laughing, living and loving. Let your weekend be nothing short of interesting, blessings!

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

#overlycool

Relationships are not a walk in the park. You know the kind that you’re used to every other day,  your easy walk, where you know all the cool spots, where you will stop, have a chit-chat, laugh, walk, run do your thing and it makes you have that warm fuzzy feeling because it’s your regular dose. No, no, relationships are not that walk in the park. I would say, it’s more of a trip to the jungle. In a jungle you’ve never been to. It’s a first of its kind.

Big Foot. Small Foot.

Big Foot. Small Foot.

Imagine the thoughts that run through your mind when you’re told that you need to start preparing yourself for a trip to the jungle. I know right. Personally this is what would run through my mind; What do you carry with you, what do you leave behind, what are you going to find there, what will the trip do to you, will you have fun, will you have really scary moments like when you have to face lions, bears, snakes and all those scary animals you could think of that would be found in the jungle, will you find the happy place, like the meadow, where you can watch the beautiful scenery of the jungle, where the animals meet to drink water, where there lake meets the sky and the sun sets in the beautiful horizon.

That’s what a relationship is. You just don’t know what to expect, good things, bad things, confusing things. You are allowed to prepare yourself mentally when you’re getting into one, you can make all these arrangements. Like have a list of qualities you want your significant other to have, what you want your relationship to be like, what you don’t want it to be like. Then you get into it, and you want to apply all this plans you had. Like the jungle, some will work, others just won’t. Sometimes you have to deal with situations as they are, not based on what your plans were, but look at the situation and make judgement there and then. If you wait to ask around or start looking back at your “guide-book” you’ll  miss the point. That’s what relationships bring to the table.

The jungle that is the relationship could be where you find yourself. Where you find what it is that creeps or pisses the hell-out-of you and what it is that makes you happy and content with your current situation. Through this jungle, despite it not being a simple, predictable and a not so smooth journey, you find out whether your partner is the person who you want to experience all these confusions with. The confusion that is the creepiness and the beauty the jungle holds. In life, we all want to be loved, to be happy but we can never do that alone, unfortunately. Humans were created to want and need, to love, to hate, to be scared and all other related things. We have family and friends, but I don’t know how God did this, how he made us to want to have just that one main person. That one person that you connect with in a way that’s different from how you connect with your friends and family. That’s what is overly cool. How far you’d  go to make sure that you make it through the jungle with this other person. It’s in the sacrifices, the compromises, the thoughts, the expectations, the laughter, the tears, the sharing, the loving and the caring. That’s my overly cool. What’s yours?

overlycool

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

Living or Surviving?

hope, faith, love

F.H.L

I was just wondering at what point do we stop living and start surviving? Yeah, we are alive as long as we’re breathing, moving or doing something that signifies the presence of life. Of course I don’t mean that kind of living. I mean the kind where you are content with who you are, what you’re doing, the people that surround you and you have something to look forward to. Sometimes we get so caught up in what we do that we don’t realize these things. We think just because we wake up, do our normal routines and maybe one or two new or not-so-new things in the day, we’re living it. Sometimes at the end of the day you would look back and you wonder how the day has come to an end and nothing has changed about you, within you or around you. It’s like time flies, but funny enough it doesn’t because apparently we are all given 24hrs in a day. That’s equality at its best. I mean for the person who does nothing all day and the president of America.

I won’t even deny that am one of those people. One of those people who complains time is flying and at the end of the day I can’t quite account for it. It’s probably all chalked out on some board somewhere. I doubt even the person or angel handling my board… Oh wait a minute, I diverse just a little. I somehow, well you know everyone has a kid in them you don’t?, the kid in me thinks the angels have a kick-ass time up there betting on how our lives will go. Like draw a routine then place bets if they’ll change and such like things. The things the mind thinks. Any how, back to surviving. Sometimes we just survive by the day.

But hey again,  this stuff seems harder than rocket science I say. Managing your life is actually harder than any course work or job you’re given (aye or nay?…I could be saying my own things). I’m not one to say when to stop surviving and start living. But I think the source of living is a pinch of faith, sprinkle of hope, some sacrifice and  a cup full of love. We don’t have everything we want, neither are we also in most cases where we would like to be for one reason or another. But what makes you think you can’t get there?

It’s in the lack of faith and in the loss of hope that makes us think that we’re not good enough or we don’t have what we need or we won’t get there (where we want to be). In actual sense, you actually can and you’re good enough. It’s just in the change of our attitude. To learn not to be belittled by what we don’t have but instead let what we don’t have be our drive.

In my honest opinion, I don’t even think living means doing new things per se. Sometimes we’re not in a position to change our situation at that particular time because of certain limitations. However, you could delimit them by incorporating something in your routine that makes you feel satisfied with yourself. You know what I mean? Something that makes you feel like you’ve not wasted a whole day. Something that will or could contribute towards your tomorrow. Start living. Surviving means that there’s nothing you’re looking forward to, so there’s nothing you’re really working for. You’re just doing it because you have to for your survivals sake. You’re complacent where you are and with what you have, you don’t look beyond. Your fuel has run out and that spark has fizzled out. Stop Surviving.

Start Living. Stop Surviving

ION, here’s my 2 proposal yes 2 defense story.

The other day I was doing my proposal and boy is that thing not easy. I had to defend it in the end to get approval to move on to data collection and analysis so that I can finish my thesis *someone say an AMEN*.  Well, I was scheduled for a defense, dates and all. I’ve never been to one before and I had never gotten the opportunity to attend one. So I wasn’t sure how one gets grilled and all. I had done my proposal to the “best of my ability”. “” because I really hadn’t. Then I went to the defense room and I was grilled…a good one. People are grilled, they make you look and feel like, “that’s all you did?”, “where is this, where is that…”. The corrections were quite a couple, so I was asked to go work on them and come back to re-defend a few weeks later.

Crushed and feeling like maybe am not so bright after all, okay that’s my ego talking. You know how failing in something feels. It’s not the best feeling in the world. Then I thought wait a minute, I’ve not failed, it’s a freaking re-defense! It’s basically a second time to shine and prove to my lecturers I accept mistakes, I can work on correcting them and I can produce something really good. I decided I will do my research, follow-up with my sources of study and work with my supervisors. All this time with a bucket full of hope and faith not the sprinkles and pinches I was talking about earlier. Of course a few sacrifices here and there and viola, I passed my re-defense *ego boost* but it doesn’t end there. I still have so much work to do, but I know I’ll manage for sure. I can see myself at my graduation party (if I choose to have) doing that speech…lol.

hope, faith

Thanking God for that and thats it’s FRIDAY! This week just needed to end. It’s been a long one, up and down but totally worth all the efforts. I am grateful. But does this up and down ever end anyway? The weekend is jam-packed, but it’s the weekend. I think the gist is in the name, end makes you want to heave a sigh of relief.

Signing ~~~ *Kawi*

 

Of Roses and Love

It’s about sharing, being selfless, forgiving and looking beyond our weaknesses and flaws. These are the few things that make us love less or even not like the day that gives the slightest hint of love. Love is a beautiful thing, and it doesn’t mean because I say that it doesn’t have its downside. Oh, it does. Once you expose yourself to it, it’s like you’re lying in the middle of the road hoping no truck runs you down. Or handing out your heart to someone and hoping they handle it with care.

What are the chances are that a truck will run you down but there’s one that will notice that there’s something that’s making you do this, and they get off to find out what it is before taking figuring out what to do with you. What are the chances that they’ll squash your heart, because it either doesn’t fit into their hand well, or it fits well but at first they’ll have some trouble as they could squash your heart a little here and there not because they want to hurt you, but because they’re trying to figure out to handle it, then with time, they know how to handle it with the care it deserves.

Basically, love has it moments. When it’s so rosy, that all you can do is smell it and smile with the world because of how good it makes you feel. When it’s so thorny, that all it does is poke you and make you pout because of how sad it makes you feel.

Love endures it all. It’s in the beauty of the rose petals and the harshness of the thorns that makes a rose what is, a beautiful flower. It’s also through the feel-good moments and the pouting moments, that makes love what is, true love. So you could be smelling the roses or being poked by thorns, but as long as you have love, you’re doing it right. Also remember it’s all about sharing, being selfless, forgiving and looking beyond your flaws.

A rose doesn’t impact anyone unless its shared (given out), it’s not so much that it’s a rose but it’s what it make you feel when you receive it, you won’t see it’s beauty unless you forgive it for having thorns that could poke you and despite its color, shape, number of petals it remains a rose and that’s what people see.

Happy Valentine’s Day Fellas and Ladies! On that note, I got a surprise I wasn’t quite expecting … YUMMERS! Some Belgium Chocolates and delish cupcakes, man got game! I was totally caught off-guard. If I was to give him brownie points for this, he gets 25 points for catching me off-guard, considering he’s the anti-valentines day kind of guy I’m thinking yeah right…lol, am sure he went out of his usual way to make a girl happy, then 50 points for making me feel special.

Chocolate and Cupcakes

Lastly, 5 points for no roses, they give me the creeps. I can’t handle that attention the bouquet comes with, unless I don’t have to carry them around or we’re getting them for aesthetics. What do you think of this day by the way. Are you anti or pro Valentine’s Day? and of roses?

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

Love Without Limits *Guest Post*

To see and hear other peoples views of the world and its happenings  is more than amazing, that’s one thing that always gets me. @Dyrants my very noisy desk-mate and friend decided to do a guest post here *yaaay*. No, I didn’t tell her what to write about, so this is all her…

“It’s the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance. It is the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance. It is the one who won’t be taken who cannot seem to give. And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live.” ~ Bette Midler

There is no perfect way to live. There is no right way to live. Our parents/guardians teach us good values to guide us through life. Teachers give us knowledge and information to get us through life; kind of like equipping us with practical skills to help us survive. On the other hand the society at large has an idea of how you should live life; what you should do and what you shouldn’t do. ‘The society’ disguises itself as friends, relatives, colleagues and acquaintances that we come across in our day to day lives. They pass judgement and question our beliefs, ideologies, choices, options and even go as far as offering solutions to the problems that they have created. These are people you trust or relate with daily and slowly their ideologies replace yours, their choices soon become your choices and your beliefs fade away. We start to live someone else’s life. At the back of our minds however our ideologies never really die. They just coil due to the pressure from external forces. They try to speak up but fear of ridicule wins that fight and we find ourselves doing what is expected of us and not what our heart really desires. Some might call this reason; I choose to call it fear, cowardice.

I love this quote by Bette Midler because it encourages me to be who I am and not what I am expected to be. I love even when I know I’m loving the wrong person/thing or for the wrong reasons. I love because it’s what my heart wants; because in that moment and time it’s what makes the most sense. Some may call this a weakness but I love without judgement until given reason to. Everyone deserves a chance to be loved and love back. I am not afraid to love because I know that if my heart does break, I’ll still live to see another day. I’ll proudly walk away and say, at least I got the chance to meet person ‘X’ The scars on my heart can tell their own story of sleepless nights and the tears but they can also tell a victory story. Of lessons learnt.

Time heals all wounds they say. We just don’t realise how true this is until we’re faced with a situation that we thought we’d never recover from. Love. It’s the only chance you’ll ever get plus YOLO (shoot me) if your heart does break, fix it! Bandage it! Walk away with your head held up high, you loved, you learnt and I’m sure it was worth it while you were in it.

Author : @Dyrants

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

Never Meant To Be

There’s something called ‘accepting and moving on swiftly’. Yes, sometimes you have to create motto’s for yourself to abide by or you’ll forever be caught in situations that leave your heart frustrated but in essence they are completely out of your control. There’s just nothing you can do, if it’s not meant to be, it’s just not meant to be. There’s no better way to sugar coat it.

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Think of it like we are puppets and there’s the puppeteer. Up there the puppeteer manipulates the objects with the bars and strings. Then for this two objects (the puppets), there’s that one bar that totally keeps the them apart so no matter what they do to come together, the efforts are futile. Oh tell me you have not experienced this and you must either be a lucky one or there’s something wrong somewhere.

You know how you meet someone and you hit it off from the beginning. Much to talk about, much in common and all those mush things. I mean, you even end up really liking the person and get ideas. But there’s a problem, in as much all this looks and feels amazing there’s something missing. Well, I don’t know what because at that particular time, you’re thinking it’s something that could actually work out. At the same time, there’s that one thing or two that as small as they seem makes you think nah, let’s give it time and see.

As you give it time and try to work against those odds of being together, you just don’t seem to understand each other at a certain point. It just doesn’t work out because there’s always something going wrong, someone trying too hard, it could be from one side or from both. It’s like the puppeteer is trying to give you signs but you’re trying your best to ignore them. The more you try to be together, the more apart you get for some strange reason. Yes, it’s that bar not the place, but the object that’s keeping you apart. Maybe nothing about you is actually compatible like you thought. You’re just working with feelings and the bar is acting as the middle man trying to prevent you from getting yourself into trouble, from heart aches and other related issues.

I know right, that’s how it makes sense best. Sometimes you just need to obey nature. If it clearly shows you something won’t work and your gut feeling to some extent tells you the same, as difficult as it may seem, listen and obey. I mean even magnets don’t attract everything you know, if anything ” like poles repel and unlike poles attract each other”. Thank God for the options of friends, that’s one of the ways you get friend zoned. Plus I don’t think it’s malice or anything, friendship is a good thing and you know as a person, you can’t be emotionally attached to everyone, it’s only reserved for one person really. So as you can see, the friend zone is not such a bad zone after all. At least you’re indirectly or directly involved in someones life anyway.

The problem with people is when they take this the wrong way and you become enemies, which in my case doesn’t cut it, actually, I would find that lame. If your live by certain codes then ‘it’s never that serious’ does really make a lot of sense. If it’s not working out, just be a normal friends and lead a normal life…the phrase ‘it’s easier said than done’, doesn’t work here because it’s actually easier said and done as well. Did you know keeping enemies is a task all together? It’s actually much easier to keep a friend than to keep an enemy, because with enemies you have to pretend so much. No talking, no smiling, no jokes, no laughter, loads of tension…yikes too much! It’s never that serious.

Oi it’s mid week … a few days to Friday, keep strong! Have a productive week and strive to do something awesome, blessings!

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

In My Head

Lord give me a sign!

I don’t know when I ask for a sign I actually expect it to come dressed up in a robe with a golden tiara or in the form of a butterfly or just bird poop on my hair, so that I can end up cursing instead of blessing it. It’s got to be something, like something I can “superstitiously” relate to. Today, if you were wondering what was going through my head as I was walking home since I had mentioned it in my update, that’s what occupied a very small part of it. I am a scatter brain, so I have a million and one things running through my head including what I would do if I was compromised by some strange people…

I started playing the game, “Never again would I…”, and I was like, there are so many things that I have to put on that list. Top of the list was getting involved in undefined things, yes, it had to boil down to dating and relationships. I think emotional roller-coasters with people who don’t deserve it is just a mere waste of time…yes I said it.

Why care so much for someone who probably don’t really care about you? Why think about someone who doesn’t think of you? Why place your heart on your sleeve while someone has it locked up with those non-breakable padlocks? Why be in a relationship that you don’t know what/where exactly you are placed or it’s even headed? Why are you in doubt in the first place about all this?  Well, I happened to blubber this to one of my friends, I don’t think I waited for the answer but I must’ve heard something like he’s not ready. Makes much sense, again I say it was probably a case of Mr. Wrong and classify it as fun times. Let bygones be bygones!

Then again, I’m thinking I’ve heard all the excuses as to why someone wouldn’t be ready to have a relationship defined, such as bad past relationships, they’re in a crisis, they’re scared, they just want to have fun, they want to make money first … among many others. Here, I’m just a young lady *cheeky smile* I wear dresses sometimes, I know if I want something I’ll go for it regardless of the many challenges involved. I’m also damaged in one way or another, I’ve had past relationships, non-relationships, flings, and *I don’t know what this is* that are both good and bad, I want to make money or a living, I’m also scared of getting into defined things, I’m scared of getting damaged again, I’m scared of heart breaks who isn’t?. BUT it remains that if I want something I will make it clear that that’s what I want and brush those fears aside and go for it, and tackle the fears again if they ever arise.

So in the same light, I would expect a man to know what it is they want actually from the time they approach you and decided you know what, I like you.  Despite your fears and what you want to do first, you still know what it is you want and you should go for it. If you don’t, it’s because that’s just not it for you and so there all this excuses to sugar coat the actual thing.

Back to my sign, so I’ve decided to make a vow with myself (i.e. my mind, my feelings, my heart, my emotions) that from today, I am done with the punks *Hi 5* no more stupid flings that are going no where, no more unnecessary emotional roller-coasters, no more undefined relations. Basically boundaries need to be drawn so God please help. Now to reserve the rest for that guy! That’s a HUGE LOAD off my small chest literally…lol *breathes out fresh air*

Considering I’m an all love person, my friends shall remain loved equally. No, I’m not ditching, deleting or terminating anyone, y’all play different roles in making my life all worth living.

QUOTE OF THE DAY

This ↓ totally made my day…

There are three possible parts to a date, of which at least two must be offered: Entertainment, Food, and Affection.

  • It is customary to begin a series of dates with a great deal of entertainment, a moderate amount of food, and the merest suggestion of affection.
  • As the amount of affection increases, the entertainment can be reduced proportionately.
  • When the affection IS the entertainment, we no longer call it dating.

Under no circumstances can the food be omitted. ~ Judith Martin

True, ain’t it? LOL

ION, you can try watch this video especially if you stay alone and you love your sleep. Only watched to the spider bit, I’ll watch the rest tomorrow…hehehe!

Okay back to reading, which was the initial plan when I switched on my computer … night night, sleep sweet!

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*