one month down. miss your arms around me. miss having breakfast with you. miss euro training.

Whenever she sees me, she gives me a bright smile

I should smile back but all I do is stand there and blankly stare

She is becoming more and more like me

When we’re walking together she tries hard to make us look good together

My woman, she really loves me

My woman says I’m the greatest man she knows

I am weak and have lived my life irresponsibly

How can she love me so much and be that good to me?

One of the male leads sings an introspective song on his heart’s feelings for the female lead… song starts at 11min mark. I first heard it on episode 7 though.

http://www.dramacrazy.net/korean-drama/mary-stayed-out-all-night-episode-13/110482

REALLY LiKE THE LYRICS OF UNNAMED BALLAD FROM “MARY STAYED OUT ALL NiGHT” OST

I remembered…
The moment you back down once,
you’ll back down twice to hide the first.
Before you know it,
you’ll stand confused among the zigzagged footprints you’ve left behind,
forgetting the direction you intended to take in the first place.

I was brought up not to settle for where and what I am today.
My parents always told me to be a level higher than them in everything.
In Fox’s Fringe, Peter’s mother tells him in Greek,
“”Na einai kalitero(s) anthropo(s) apo ton Patera tou.”
She wishes him, her child “to be a better person than his father.”

In one of my most memorable movie scenes from Gattaca,
Ethan Hawke’s character was considered a runt yet he defeated his far superior brother.
He says, “You want to know how I did it? This is how I did it, Anton:
I never saved anything for the swim back.“
Don’t look at the roadblocks to your success with a sigh and a slouch.
With your face forward and proper posture,
believe that your God is bigger than that mountain and overcome it.

If you remove other options, then there is only one choice:
be the ★BEST★ version of yourself the very next day.
That is one of my life forces.

Were all born with greatness
Don’t y’all forget that.

=D

One No Ex Sex
Our amazing bodies betray our human minds easily. The orgasm hormone, oxytocin, causes feelings of attachment. When you look deeply into each others eyes, a cocktail of chemicals can make you cling to your lover and whisper, “I cannot quit you.”
Two Cut off ALL contact
There’s a reason why he or she is your ex. It could stand for bad EXample or for the need to be permanently placed in your past. Period! Remove reasons to initiate calls no matter how difficult it is. Be ruthless with your boundaries!
Three Go thru ALL stages of grief
I know from personal experience that putting off a pity party will only come back twofold. There’s nothing worse than bursting into tears for no reason. In the middle of Wally’s World. Then, again, later that week (o.-)” Like medication, allow yourself a course to cry, enough to melt your eyes, if need be.
Four Identify what went wrong and right
If you still think it’s always them, not me. Then, find an objective friend who’ll honestly tell you the issues. To avoid making more mistakes and prevent future relationshits, make the time together with brand new ex matter by studying the patterns against the previous partners. Ponder this: if the relationship was good, wouldn’t you still be happily in it?
Five Stay away from emotional eating
Don’t replace bad food with another junk. Instead, exercise and fill up on endorphins. Love thyself. Whatever way you want ;P

I don’t want a love like woe for my friends; rather, like Whoa!
Ms. Gaynor sang it best, “I will survive.”
Like I told my little sister before, our bodies were made to endure hurt, but also to heal.
There’s truth in the Buddhist saying, “Pain in inevitable. Suffering is optional.”

Kthanxbai (“( ‘o^,).
I’m off to the gym to love myself.

However, after having an enlightened discussion w/Jeremy about the last stage of development, we agreed that many focus on the younger years. Through the Emergency Room doors, we see numerous patients suffering from chronic pain or life stressor. Someone stated it took many moons for him to stare at a mirror and realize there’s not turning the sands of time. There are those that hurt others and their bodies without thinking of the impact in their older years. I’m not just preaching about eating clean and living lean, or that you should forgive and forget. There is also the importance of our human-relationships, and realizing which ones can waste your precious time. Imagine your Tree of Life. In order for it to flourish fervently and grow healthy, you have to keep it well-nourished and free of sucker branches and parasites. I hope you’all won’t let anything, or anyone, steal your Joy and purpose. The ego quality that emerges from a positive resolution in your golden years is true wisdom. Erikson defines it as a kind of “informed and detached concern with life itself in the face of death itself.”

My friends, I pray you are living a KiND LiFE full of satisfaction & accountability.
As an older adult, do you or will you have peace because you’ve treat yourself & others consciously?

I hope for integrity, not despair in your future.

in many ways,
iM beginning to understand we cant have all that we want,
but all that we need is always given,
this past week has been the usuaL unpredictable houston weather.
it was mostly humid and unbearabLy hot.
there were days when the rain was biting cold and very unforgiving.
however, it is always followed by the sunlight breaking thru siLver clouds.

for instance,
i can wallow and wail inside meeh about losin love yet again.
iM saddened because it was a good one.
the kind where you hope they could love you forever.
oR i couLd enjoy this passing moment;
this brief bliss of being alive still,
2feel hurt,
2face pain.
i choose the later.

this is where i am at.
it’s the moment just before i close my eyes to sleep;
when i stare in the dark.
contemplating today’s choices,
i wouLd wait for morning.
it’s like silence…
complete w/screaming echoes.

~originally written on Sunday, September 28, 2003. revisiting for personal purpose. i found it on a napkin, tucked within the pages of a blue, medical dictionary… it fell on me as i frantically fix my interwebs connection =(

Hm.
Only when I was left confoozled than anything.
There are no more men with values.
Ok. Maybe the meditating monks or some hopeless romantics like me out there.
I’m almost as bitter as the undiluted salty sauce,
at the bottom of my sweating, almost empty chalice.
Not exactly sure how I feel about all the stages of grief I’ve been put through.
But, I’ve come to accept, I’ve been played.