21 things learnt from melbourne

i have to type this down fast. its 8.48 at night, and freezing cold

1. the most annoying thing in the world is seeing shops open at 11 noon and closing before 5 in the evening
2. greek food is absolutely amazing
3. you have never lived unless you've tasted max brenner's white choco suckao
4. white leather jackets look awesome with everything
5. when lost in the endless streets of melbourne , always pretend that there's a supre/jay jays/cotton on nearby
6. you can only get reese's from tiny hidden chocolate stores in the most random of malls
7. koalas and platypusses are love
8. spring in melbourne is a figure of speech
9. never ever spend all your money on happy pants
10. when in doubt, always take the tram
11. internet cafes are overpriced, but you go to them anyways
12. you can never have too much pink dresses :)
13. closing shops earlier makes people shop more. go figure.
14. i am a tree hugger, literally.
15. kids are adorableeee
16. musicals are overprice, but worth every penny
17. silence is so freaking loud
18. giant birthday cards are pretty
19. victoria market closes on mondays and wednesday
20. sherry and can't take my eyes off of you are classics
21. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you

of naive illusions

this is something completely abstract.
can we fathom the existence of beautiful lives and happily ever after? are they an actual reality or just mere figments of some naive illusions?
beauty is in the eyes of the beholder,
but what we see often is not what actually exists.
the world hides profound and immense secrets, by which the eyes of some may comprehend, whereas others miss.
millions of things happen within a blink of an eye, millions of things that the eye blinker will miss.
and what is a perfect life or a happily ever after when it is all outward appearance?
what lies inside is what often matters,
and truth can never be understood within a glance.
underneath her smile, there's a completely different story.
and underneath that plain, bare glance, of inevitable beauty there is profound darkness, one of which one can never comprehend.
it is within naive illusions that we often make assumptions of vanity and envy.
these naive illusions are there to stay. they're inevitable, and our minds can never evade the solitary confinement it brings.
however, envy can be beautiful, just another thing that makes life more interesting.
do beautiful lives exist?
i do not know,
but beauty is within the eyes of the beholder,
and where we live and exist, there has always been many, many eyes

i can lie under the stars with you once more

o'er the milestone ruins,
catch thy breath,
and make thee fall
weave a wreath,
for jupiter's ball

venus' kiss,
and all the reasons to miss,
words spoken,
some escape token,
wherever shall i go but to thy woe

i dreamt of yesterday,
some dreams seems far away,
time weaves all strain,
and mend the broken,
but absence makes the heart grow fonder

take my heart,
and keep it there
for what can i use it for
if not to love?

like the galaxies,
and universe far away,
like pluto, a million lightyears away
i know thous't there,
and even in the dark,
tis never too much for me to bear

can i believe?
with faith i conceive,
the existence of miracles,
where in them i know,
i can lie under the stars,
with thee once more

defining moments
defining moments. the most fleeting of instances. they come and go, so inevitably fast that it is often impossible to fathom their past, if not, present existence.
but moments do happen, even if they are fleeting, they did happen and sometimes, that is all that ever matters.
do we pick these moments? or do they pick us?
it is, like so many other things, just a semantics issue.
but there is always a truth within semantics, one meaning has to be the truth. it is never possible for semantics to be true because no one ever makes their own truth. it is just simply there.
no one can ever have just one defining moment. the best of times come and go. there's never just one. there will be another best of times, even if it is not like the previous ones before. defining moments, they come and go. they shape who you are, what you are. they correct, they replace. in the end, life is spent learning about these defining moments and how they all defines you. defining moments, they pick us, but it is us who picks one, if not, more that ever matters.

the list of defining moments goes on for ages. they are fleeting, sweet and subtle, like the summer breeze or the blush on your cheeks, but they are there to stay, because they define who you are. and in the end, it's these defining moments that ever matter. there's too much to even fathom, but one will always mean the most of all.

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"and being a girl could be about interest rates and skinny jeans, riding bikes and wearing pink. not about any one thing, but everything" - along for the ride, sarah dessen