marion cotillard

i think she has a beauty that.. is very mesmerizing. another audrey hepburn's style of beauty :)

future planning

ZodiacFacts says, "As a Capricorn, being too analytical doesnt protect you as much as you think"

Lately future has been playing like a movie in my head.. but with many MANY different endings..

"Que Sera Sera"

When I was just a little girl

I ask my mother what will I be

Will I be pretty, will I be rich

Here's what she said to me

Que sera sera, whatever will be, will be

The future's not ours to see

Que sera sera,

what will be, will be...

I used to love to sing and hum to this song ever since i was a kid.

but whatever it is, in my plan book, there will still be a list of plans, till Plan Z.

the story only i didnt know

if i am given a chance to relive my past...

i don't think i would want to change a thing.

you made me who i am and how i am today.

*wording has no direct relation to song's meaning. but this song triggered a memory and a feeling towards the whole post. and to that person.. thank you for all the scar. im glad you're happy now*

life goes on..

.. no matter how hard it is.

ever since highschool, i have been holding on to this. but nowadays, the thought of going back to the simpler days, has constantly occupying my mind. not saying im having a horrible life. im actually living the dream. working at a huge company. doing things ive ALWAYS wanted to do, even though just on a training-employee basis. but awesome work none-the-less. im surrounded with good friends. they actually do exist. i have a family that loves me, and very proud of me. i have people i can turn to when heart's in chaos, mind in turmoil.

but.. a simpler life. that is always a better option, right? your worry is less. your problems are just petty problems. future is not that much of a concern. and huge matter, it is not. i want to go back to the days, where i am still staying with mama papa in that house of ours. listening to them jabber and nag on the way sending me to school, and on the way return.. during lunch and dinner together. or mama sometimes came into the room, and talk about stuff. i want the days, when i was rebellious.. and actually mad at mama for not letting me watch TV. those days, i was taken care of. not a single moment my heart was in chaos. and mind in turmoil -- except for exams.

exams. that was the easier obstacle, came to think of it. now, there are bosses to be pleased. colleagues to be entertained. a name to uphold. a salary to maintain. a roof on the head to be kept. another heart to be treasured as your own....

sigh. i guess this is a sign i am getting older. and hopefully more matured. although, despite all.. i am grateful for what is given, laid out or thrown to my face -- that what made me who i am today.

someday

.. someone will stop making tears fall down my face.