Everyday, I do something stupid just to make myself feel lower than I already do. Then I smile and laugh like it's such a funny thing. Like it's okay somehow.
Then I pretend that I can move on from it in a snap. I just close my eyes and I try to forget. But all I can do is remember. Somehow, I manage to do my best beating myself up over every detail.
If you only knew...
Friday, May 25, 2012
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Friday, April 13, 2012
Never Give All The Heart
As a girl, I lived in a million homes
So I always would keep to myself
And my lessons were learned
From the stories and poems
I would steal from a library shelf
Yes, the books like the Roots
Weren't mine to keep
But the words weren't left behind
And I think of them all now when I can't sleep
And a poet who read my mind…
Weren't mine to keep
But the words weren't left behind
And I think of them all now when I can't sleep
And a poet who read my mind…
As the wise man once wrote
Never give all the heart
Well, it's easy to see
He was writing for me
I just wish I could play that part…
Never give all the heart
Well, it's easy to see
He was writing for me
I just wish I could play that part…
Yes, he scribbled that love
Isn't worth thinking of
That it fades out from kiss to kiss
If I just learned those lines
Well, just think of the misery I'd miss…
As the Irish man said
Don't put your heart up to play
When he warned of the cost
And the heart that he lost
Mister Yeats really paved the way
Don't put your heart up to play
When he warned of the cost
And the heart that he lost
Mister Yeats really paved the way
For the men that I've known
Who have clearly shown
They've been reading him from the start
'Cause when it comes to me, well
Their kisses come free
But they never give all the heart…
Who have clearly shown
They've been reading him from the start
'Cause when it comes to me, well
Their kisses come free
But they never give all the heart…
When he warned of the cost
And the heart that he lost
Mister Yeats really paved the way
For the men that I've known
Well, they've clearly shown
They've been reading him from the start
Well, they've clearly shown
They've been reading him from the start
'Cause each time that I fall...
They never give all the heart...
They never give all the heart...
Friday, April 6, 2012
Happily Ever After
Even though I got my happy ending, I still sometimes feel sad.
Nothing’s perfect. At any given time, there’ll always be things that didn’t go well, or could have been better. Nevertheless, never forget to recognize the good things that come after the bad.
I remember just recently having lost my wallet. I just got my driver’s license, all my cards were there, and quite an amount of money. What a stupid shit-hole to be in, having lost it all and didn’t even know it. And then to my surprise, I was able to reclaim it, fully intact - save for my shaken core. Someone was kind enough to report it to officials and I was able to get it back. What a lucky turnout for an unfortunate event.
Life could be a lost and found. You could lose something, and get it back. And if you’re one of the lucky ones, you could even get something better in return.
Earlier this year, I’ve already surpassed my quota on luck. We successfully launched our new brand, Erb and Chet. Expanded to newer lines of bags, now including shoes. We had several successful bazaars under our belt, and a handful more booked throughout the year. I was able to fight off an evil witch and proved once and for all that poor, unprofessional attitude don’t deserve to be in anybody’s business. I won that battle, with my dignity intact, and the witch’s evil deeds exposed. And several months ago, I was able to trump someone rightfully to his place.
Right at this moment, I can say, all I dreamed of from last year were fulfilled. But somehow, something makes me feel sad. So much so, that even though I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world, I feel … displaced.
I guess there’s no perfect ending. No completely, happy ending. It’s a matter of weighing the pros and cons and deciding which end weighs more for you. For sure, my wins outshine my losses. But there’s still some things lost. You might never get them back. But if you’re lucky, you just might.
Nothing’s perfect. At any given time, there’ll always be things that didn’t go well, or could have been better. Nevertheless, never forget to recognize the good things that come after the bad.
I remember just recently having lost my wallet. I just got my driver’s license, all my cards were there, and quite an amount of money. What a stupid shit-hole to be in, having lost it all and didn’t even know it. And then to my surprise, I was able to reclaim it, fully intact - save for my shaken core. Someone was kind enough to report it to officials and I was able to get it back. What a lucky turnout for an unfortunate event.
Life could be a lost and found. You could lose something, and get it back. And if you’re one of the lucky ones, you could even get something better in return.
Earlier this year, I’ve already surpassed my quota on luck. We successfully launched our new brand, Erb and Chet. Expanded to newer lines of bags, now including shoes. We had several successful bazaars under our belt, and a handful more booked throughout the year. I was able to fight off an evil witch and proved once and for all that poor, unprofessional attitude don’t deserve to be in anybody’s business. I won that battle, with my dignity intact, and the witch’s evil deeds exposed. And several months ago, I was able to trump someone rightfully to his place.
Right at this moment, I can say, all I dreamed of from last year were fulfilled. But somehow, something makes me feel sad. So much so, that even though I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world, I feel … displaced.
I guess there’s no perfect ending. No completely, happy ending. It’s a matter of weighing the pros and cons and deciding which end weighs more for you. For sure, my wins outshine my losses. But there’s still some things lost. You might never get them back. But if you’re lucky, you just might.
Monday, April 2, 2012
Courage and Determination
It takes courage sometimes in order to reap the rewards.
Life can be scary. Mistakes can cost you. And disappointments can come in every shape and form. But whatever happens to you, a little faith can get you through a lot.
It’s been a while since we launched Erb and Chet. Our little home project has been out in the public since January. Not that I can say "look how it is now", it's too early to say that. But our little leap of faith in the products we design, from the packaging, to the website, to the products itself, it's turning out to be something we really are pursuing. And something we'll keep on pursuing until we become an established brand.
Had it not been for courage, and determination, we wouldn't have launched the first line, nor the second, nor the third.
We love this project, and hopefully, so do you!
Life can be scary. Mistakes can cost you. And disappointments can come in every shape and form. But whatever happens to you, a little faith can get you through a lot.
It’s been a while since we launched Erb and Chet. Our little home project has been out in the public since January. Not that I can say "look how it is now", it's too early to say that. But our little leap of faith in the products we design, from the packaging, to the website, to the products itself, it's turning out to be something we really are pursuing. And something we'll keep on pursuing until we become an established brand.
Had it not been for courage, and determination, we wouldn't have launched the first line, nor the second, nor the third.
We love this project, and hopefully, so do you!
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