<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/6474759526018653314?origin\x3dhttp://andallthatglitters.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
Of Life. Of Love.
Profile






Tagboard



Archives


credits

orangeeeeyy Missyan

Thursday, June 25, 2009

MISTAKEN IDENTITY AND THE DEEP BLUE SEA.

Mistaken.
Twice today.
Hmm what an irony!
I don't know to feel thrilled or upset.
Maybe its like Ecstatic for a few seconds but after the reality of it sets in it just gets BLAH.
Yeah BLAH's the word to describe.
Cos I just can't find another word good enough to describe it.

Okay but still.
Happy.
Let's just remember all that adrenaline rush first :]
At least I caught sight of the oasis! :]
Or Deep Blue Sea, as I would like to call it instead.


View's Awesome :]
Breathtaking.
Spectacular.
Amazing :]

It's so vast and great you can never embrace all of it at once.
Sometimes you want to go closer.
Reach out for something you hold dear.
Sometimes you find staring it from afar.
Like how you'll lean back and admire a distant star.
Then slowly taking in and embracing all its its beauty.

Makes you want to make it yours.

Have you caught a bottle of sea before?
It loses all its blue and green.
Where nothing's left to be seen.
Like any glass of plain water.
Like tears of afters.
Nothing more than an empty bottle.
Or bottle of emptiness.

Why is the sea blue?
They like to ask.
The sea is only as blue as its sky gets.

A bottle of sea is only as colourful as the underside of its bottlecap.
Just like how bob needs jello.
HAHAHA. Okay.
Just like how broadway needs her stage to shine.
Just like how music needs its lyrics to make you cry.
Just ike how stars need their night to shimmer.
Just like how pop princess needs her glimmer.

The sea needs its sky.


And you can't give it the sky it needs.

My piece of sky's not huge enough for that deep blue sea.


and there she goes chasing her fairytales, 22:19