Thursday, November 17, 2011

Shiver

This song has been sticking my head since last night. I guess it's the intro, it's really something. Indescribable. As if feeling the coldness of misty morning, overclouded by fog. And as you wait for sunlight to come you are forlorn in your own world, alone and lonesome, and cold.


I wish that ' she' (the persona in the song) finds her love. May she never feel the feeling that I've felt while listening to this song. May love warm her.

Keep warm :)

-Miss B-

Saturday, November 5, 2011

child of their love :)

When I was a teenager I used to dislike my problematic skin, scarred upper lips, slanted eye, flat nose, and big thick lips. I felt so ugly.

But as I grow up, I began to be thankful for what I am and how I look like. I may not be the best looking girl in the world but I am me and unique in my own way. My dad told me once that I look a lot like him, and he wondered why I didn't resemble my mom... but I think he wanted me to look like him much till he didn't realize that I have my mom's smile :P

When I browse into my photo album, I see both my parents in all my photographs. And thus, I'm proud, because I resemble them both and symbolize their love. I hope they feel and think the same :)

-Miss B-