tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43641530470412221402012-01-24T06:05:09.289+07:00Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10626287737072378688noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4364153047041222140.post-17002335591274259142007-09-13T00:33:00.000+07:002007-09-13T00:45:34.993+07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"><strong><blockquote><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"><strong></strong></span></blockquote>how silence actually means a thousand words...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"><strong>how leaving actually means that you are holding on...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"><strong>and pain seems to mingle and flirt with happiness</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"><strong>not realizing that they are actually intertwined...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"><strong></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4364153047041222140-1700233559127425914?l=trinkettyta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10626287737072378688noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4364153047041222140.post-47509225872032341842007-09-10T23:32:00.000+07:002007-09-11T00:49:44.588+07:00How does one heal a broken heart..? People say that time will heal everything.<br /><br />I tend to disagree. Time doesn't really heal it.<br />At least not in the context of when you use the word heal, as in healing cold, or fever or cough..<br />In those cases, once the sickness is gone, you can go back to your old self, without any traces of the sickness in you...<br /><br />With love, it's a bit more complicated...cross out the word bit, it's FAR more complicated...<br />If it's possible to inspect the heart under a microscope, I almost believe that perhaps you can see a bit of dent here in there...After all, haven't we all been through those moments in life where it hurts so bad that you can literally feel a sting in your heart?<br /><br />So, what time actually does is that it will help your heart to almost go back to the way it was, but the dents and bruises would remain there.<br /><br />The next question would be, what do you do with those dents and bruises..Well, nothing actually.<br />This is not to sound pessimistic, but the more you cover your dents and bruises with Band-Aid (read: pretending it doesn't hurt like hell..) or the more anesthetic you use (read: consolation companionship or rebound guy/girl or whatever anesthetic you have in mind), the harder it is for you to recover...<br />Cos at the end of the day, you realize, substitution just doesn't feel like the real thing!<br /><br />Besides, those Band-Aid and anesthetic will only lead to internal bleeding..<br />DEFINITION of INTERNAL BLEEDING from BREAKUP 101:<br />The state when you walk out feeling like you are totally OK, while actually you're dying inside..And it is undetected...And suddenly, you can't even feel anything anymore...numb..<br /><br />So, no Band Aid for me...I would rather embrace the pain, wallow in my misery..Rather than having one of those internal bleeding..<br /><br />Cos when you look back, you realize that when love offers you its hands...<br />You don't want to feel numb, you would want to embrace it with open arms..<br />When life is kind enough to let you go on that beautiful journey...<br />You will finally understand that those dents and bruises are worth every bits of beautiful moments you experience during that lil' journey of LOVE...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4364153047041222140-4750922587203234184?l=trinkettyta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10626287737072378688noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4364153047041222140.post-10023826207072011602007-09-10T18:07:00.000+07:002007-09-11T00:54:40.200+07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Having one of those moments where I feel that I should definitely put what I am going through, my feelings, my thoughts, in writings..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So, finally, here I am creating a blog..</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(yes, FINALLY, cos I had these moments quite frequent, but never actually act on it)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">That way when I look back, I could take a look at this and say...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">'Aaahh... that's how it was back then..And this is how it is now...And look how far I have come from that point on...'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">No matter what you go through in life, where you end up, I think what matters most is the journey and what you learn along the way..And what you choose as your trinket...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">For me, I choose blogging as one of my trinkets...hehe ;)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4364153047041222140-1002382620707201160?l=trinkettyta.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10626287737072378688noreply@blogger.com0