Listen 
To the song here in my heart 
A melody I start but can't complete 

Listen 
To the sound from deep within 
It's only beginning to find release 

Oh the time has come for my dreams to be heard 
They will not be pushed aside and turned 
Into your own all 'cause you won't listen 

Listen 
I am alone at a crossroads 
I'm not at home in my own home 
And I've tried and tried to say what's on my mind 
You should have known - 

Oh 

Now I'm done believing you 
You don't know what I'm feeling 
I'm more than what you made of me 
I followed the voice you gave to me 
But now I've gotta find my own 
You should have listened 

There is someone here inside 
Someone I thought had died so long ago 
Oh, I'm screaming out and my dreams will be heard 
They will not be pushed aside or worse
Into your own all 'cause you won't listen 

Listen 
I am alone at a crossroads 
I'm not at home in my own home 
And I've tried and tried to say what's on my mind 
You should have know 

Oh, now I'm done believing you 
You don't know what I'm feeling 
I'm more than what you made of me 
I followed the voice you gave to me 
But now I've gotta find my own 

I don't know where I belong 
But I'll be moving on 
If you don't, if you won't 

Listen 
To the song here in my heart 
A melody I start 
But I will complete - 

Oh 

Now I'm done believing you 
You dont know what I'm feeling 
I'm more than what you made of me 
I followed the voice you think you gave to me 
But now I gotta find my own 
My own

Got this from my Mom. She sent it to my mail this morning. Very timing...

***

A lecturer, while explaining stress management to an audience,
raised a glass of water and asked,
"How heavy is this glass of water?"

Answers called out ranged from 20g to 500g.

The lecturer replied, "The absolute weight doesn't matter.
It depends on how long you try to hold it.

If I hold it for a minute, that's not a problem.
If I hold it for an hour, I'll have an ache in my right arm.
If I hold it for a day, you'll have to call an ambulance.
In each case, it's the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes."

He continued,

"And that's the way it is with stress management.
If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later,
as the burden becomes increasingly heavy,
we won't be able to carry on. "

"As with the glass of water,
you have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again.
When we're refreshed, we can carry on with the burden."

"So, before you return home tonight, put the burden of work down.
Don't carry it home.
You can pick it up tomorrow.
Whatever burdens you're carrying now,
So, my friend, put down anything that may be a burden to you right now.
Don't pick it up again until after you've rested a while."

Here are some great ways of dealing with the burdens of life:

Accept that some days you're the pigeon,
and some days you're the statue.

Always keep your words soft and sweet,
just in case you have to eat them.

Always read stuff that will make you look good
if you die in the middle of it.

Drive carefully. It's not only cars that can be
recalled by their Maker.

If you can't be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.

If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.

It may be that your sole purpose in life is simply be kind to others.

Never put both feet in your mouth at the same time,
because then you won't have a leg to stand on.

The second mouse gets the cheese.

When everything's coming your way,
you're in the wrong lane.

Birthdays are good for you.
The more you have, the longer you live.

You may be only one person in the world,
but you may also be the world to one person.

Some mistakes are too much fun to only make once.

We could learn a lot from crayons... Some are sharp, some are pretty and some are dull. Some have weird names and all are different colors, but they all have to live in the same box.

A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
I have done this one many, many times.

How to hide a broken heart

At sometime or another, it is a cross we will have to bear. It is at times like these that you need the Bee Gees, and a box of tissues.

            There is no telling how you will get over a broken heart, or if indeed you ever will. Different people, different ways. There is no fixed time-frame either. Sorry.

            The best thing to do is to allow a few days to wallow, to see if they come back on a white horse with flowers, apology and ring.

            Be wary of wallowing alone, it is very unhealthy. For every night of wallow, prescribe three nights out.

Lines not to fall for

‘Let’s just be friends.’ Impossible if they broke your heart. Why prolong the agony? Say you’ll think about it, and call them, maybe, in a few years.

‘I value our friendship too much to date you.’ Bastard. They don’t love you, never have, don’t even find you attractive. Move on. They’ll prevent you from meeting THE ONE—and make you miserable in the process.

‘I love you, but I can’t be with you.’ A coward. Walk away; even if you paid for them to shrink, it is still an impossible and exhausting situation.

‘You’ll always have a piece in my heart.’ True. Save the violins, stamp on it. Let them regret losing you.

‘It’s just was the wrong time, wrong place.’ The ONLY ‘it was wrong time/place’ was in Casablanca, which does not apply here. Poor excuse.

‘I’m sorry. Can we try again?’ How many times have you heard this before? Be honest. Once? Shame on them. Twice or more? Shame on you.

Some things are just not meant to be. Sometimes you grow apart, move on. You’ve tried, it didn’t work, learn and leave. Try to find someone who will appreciate you. Don’t kill each other’s chances of happiness and waste years on something that will never happen.

             Be honest. Be tough. Ask yourself: where do I see myself in ten years? What do I want to have achieved? What kind of person do I have to be with? What kind of person will encourage me to be the kind of person I most want to be?

            Anyway, you think you’ve got problems, pick up Romeo and Juliet and their dire situation makes everything pale in comparison. Take comfort in the fact that falling in and out of love is never out of fashion.

            Above all, believe in true love and know that men are like shoes. A couple is like a left and a right foot, and out there is your perfect fit. Sometimes you need to change styles and shop around to find it. Sometimes you have to break styles in, sometimes you like something unstylish but comfortable, and sometimes a style—as much as you like it—just doesn’t suit you and will never fit.

            Literary quotes may help, such as:

            ‘’Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all,’ from Tennyson, or the less literary ones of Miss Piggy: ‘Only time can heal your broken heart, just as only time can heal his broken arms and legs.’

            Take solace in slushy movies from Sleepless in Seattle to Wuthering Heights. Distract yourself, and learn all the words to Gloria Gaynor’s ‘I Will Survive’. If all this doesn’t drive you out of the house, nothing will.

            But all the best fairy stories end ‘they lived happily ever after. . .’ And so will you; and if not, you can buy yourself an awful lot of Manolos while trying.

Depending on your circumstances you could always, in extreme cases, consider:

            Moving countries; Paris nearly worked for Audrey Hepburn in Sabrina.

            Changing phone numbers.

            Deleting the details or locking all contact info of the offending party in secure,

                        hidden place.

            Changing job.

            Changing hairstyle.

            Rearranging the flat. If you shared, change the locks.

            Removing every trace of them from view so you are not living with

                        constant reminders.

            Booking a holiday.

            Starting a new hobby.

            Joining a gym, or starting to go to the gym you are a member of.

            Doing thins you NEVER did with them.

            Going to new areas or places of interest.

            Rationing yourself to thinking of them for only twenty minutes a day,

                        and gradually decreasing.

            Banning yourself from talking about them to friends.

            Not dwelling on the past.

            And if all else fails: therapy—retail therapy.

"Better not to mind the thing that depresses you because it only
makes you weak inside and out. There's a lot of things you can
give your time into. Don't get stuck with the thing that ruins your
day. Be happy and stay happy."

"It is wiser to be alone and happy than with somebody who does nothing
but to make you feel stupid."

"We choose how we see people. When we want to like someone, we can be
tolerant. When we want to be irritated by people, we focus on their
faults. It's not other people's behavior that determines how we feel
about them--it's our attitude." --Optimus Prime

"Have you ever noticed that the more special you treat someone,
the more that someone takes you for granted? It's likely because they
think you won't ever change."

"You cannot hold onto something that wants to go. You just got to love
it while you got it, and that's it."

"It's the silence that tells it all. Sometimes it's not about the
yelling and the tears. All it takes is for two people to sit beside
each other and feel that something is wrong, that what was there
before isn't there anymore. That they're miserable when they're apart
but they're much worse when they're together. And that there's only
two options left: Either they sit still and ignore the pain, or one
of them gathers enough courage to stand up and walk away..."

"You must take pleasure in pain inflicted by people who can't seem to
get a life. They live to criticize every inch of you, when in fact
every little flaw they see hits them with pangs of jealousy for the
reason that even if you're a little stained, they hopelessly ask
themselves, 'How in the world does she make it look just perfect?'"

This is nice.

**this blog entry is inspired by Joei**

Stage 1: Denial

            At first you are shocked. You keep telling yourself it's not happening--that you are only dreaming. You convince yourself that tomorrow, when you wake up, nothing's changed. What you thought you heard/witnessed is only a state of mind.

Stage 2: Anger

            You're wrong. Everything was REAL. You can't believe it yourself and that frustration leads to anger and resentment. You're mad because you were not able to save the relationship from falling apart. You feel this way because you know you did everything to make things work but, fate has given up on you. You're furious about everything and everyone else.

Stage 3: Bargaining

             You tell yourself there is still hope. You exhaust all your efforts to work things out. You bargain. You make promises. All of sudden, you are willing to change (for the better), if it's the only way to have him/her back again. You will do everything. You know you will because that's how you love.

Stage 4: Depression

              You feel exasperated. You get tired of wanting to fix things between the two of you because you see clearly, it's just not working. You drown yourself in tears each and every night, as if tears would wash away the blues. You blame yourself for not being the perfect partner (as if there's a truth to perfection) you could have been. And yes, you often hear yourself say all of the "should have-would have-could have's" you can think of. You turn your back to the world because you think that every single thing or person would remind you of the person who has turned his/her back on you. You act strange. You pretend.

Stage 5: Acceptance

              I think this is the most crucial part. How will you know that you really have accepted what fate has brought you? How will you know that you are ready to go to the warpath once again? How will you know you are fully-armoured? How? They say it's simple: when you have already learned to forgive--yourself and the person who has caused you pain. This is the time when you wish each other's happiness and still choose to remain friends. When you know you've already learned this, then that's the only time you can tell yourself you are ready to move on and start anew.

***

The Law of Science:
"Nothing is displaced UNLESS it is replaced."

translated into

The Law of Love:
"You'll fall out of love ONLY if you fall for someone else."

She's a mess. She laughs with friends. She smiles at familiar faces. She wears this mask whenever she comes around people to conceal the real emotions she possesses inside. She wears a cloak--her security blanket--for all her frigid sentiments. In solitude, she found comfort. She gained sympathy in words. She's a fool.

The world has shut her out. She drowns herself in self-pity, enveloped with a melancholic disposition. This time, she prefers to stand alone and fight to win her own battles, unarmoured.

She'll be fine. She is me.