Addicted to Whatnots

Wake up
the sun is changing,
unclasp these tired hand
just breathe in, breathe out.

Look up,
slowly just anticipating
take on a chance
this love is a ride
(we) don't know if its enough. (01/19/13)

I've been writing alot lately, been reading a couple of books here and there. I'm still trying to figure out how to export my notes/posts from my multiply account. I've given up already after several attempts in salvaging my poems there. In frustration, I went in a MOVIE MARATHON frenzy of which, then resulted to another TV SERIES melancholy. And I've gone back to that kind of ADDICTION. Again.
Thinking, I don't want to go to rehab. Not just yet!

My tube adventures will be tackled on another post (eventually). So I'll dabble on with other things to say:

I'm currently looking for a job right now, with a plan of either going to Singapore or take the offer from my parents in going to Canada (since my younger brother is going there at some point).

I started writing a romance piece last January but I'm still not finish with it yet. Also, I've tried writing a short BIO which I may or may not publish here (depending on my mood and my fragility towards its content). My poems in the mean time will be compiled and transferred to my FANFICTION account. So I wont post poems here anymore rather I'd ramble this blog into a sort of general themed ideas but I may throw back some personal posts as much as I can (about life in general, love or just me being obnoxious or me being just plain stupid in some areas), while other reviews will be redirected to another blog.

Lastly, I've been exploring random stuffs 'round the net lately. Constantly shifting from indie, low budget, art films or foreign ones to the next; also seeing your favorite show getting cancelled then another, and another, and another. (Damn! Such sad fate, it makes me wanna cry ~_~ ); then one of your favorite actress bores you with her recent RomCom movie (bummer!) and finding out after watching White Collar Season 3 finale that Matt Bomer is gay!!! WTF! I was starting to like that series. And my jaw just dropped.




Like so, with the gay trivial pursuit and my recent gay themed flick adventures. I'd rather play She's Real (Nick Urata) a track from Ruby Sparks.

And write more-so...

Poem: Screentime
Book: The Time Traveler's Wife
Movie: Ruby Sparks
Currently Listening: She's Real (Nick Urata) - OST of Ruby Sparks

Disclaimer: I won't go trolling over Matt Bomer or even Neal Caffrey for that matter.