Dear Lizzy

Lizzy, Lizzy,
Why are you back?
I thought you had gone
But you're back to attack!

Please leave Lizzy
You creep me out so
Go play with your friends
Not with me, please, oh no!

I'm sorry we aren't friends
And we never will be
Just go on, leave, Lizzy
and set me free.

Greetings

There's nothing like home.

There's nothing like hell either.

I've been away.

I'm back now!

Hello :-)

You tell me?

A fern on the ring,

Love on her wrist,

His heart on her sleeve.

Hope was her tryst.

The wave came roaring

A second was missed

Time stood still

She was clad in bliss.

OK, whatever!

Boo?

And so to suffice, she was cold as ice.

Her eyes were open but she couldn't see

What surrounded her remained be.

She blinked once and made her peace.

Jaded

God! Not a single post in October. I must be losing my touch! Either that, or I've been terribly occupied. Yeah, that title? No attempt to be clever, I'm just listening to the song by Aerosmith. It reminds me of a forgotten time.

Yesterday for some reason, stirred up a lot of the old stuff inside of me. One was about Michael*, it feels old and dead but then again, fresh when I think about it. Second, was Rashid. That has plenty of memories associated with it and happy ones, at that. :-)

I need to get out of here man! Paris, New York - they ache for me, or is it the other way around? Two tickets please. No return. Haha.

Cocoa for Coco

I have a long, long list of stuff that needs to be accomplished. No specific timeline set but I think they need to be accomplished soon. My profile at work is in a transition mode right now. I like my new job so far - excitement's building, the work is fun and there's plenty to look forward to (I'm not at leisure to disclose any of this information). Everyone here seems pleasant and they're all willing to share what they know (strong point here).

Stuff I need to work on, personally:

• Jupiter Skye (logo, header, layout)
• Rosecraft ideas
• Wire-braiding advertising
• Hold-up placard stories (Skye)

Stuff to do:

• Read: One Amazing Thing by Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni
• Finish painting (Nina's birthday)
• Four sample necklaces for Rosecraft
• Alter/stitch pending clothes

What I would also really love is a chance to visit a new place next year. NY makes it to the top of the list - it always has, you know me. But there have been two other places I would love visiting as well - Paris and Egypt. I'm also thinking of mini-vac.s to Delhi, Goa, Pune, U.K, Thailand and Bangkok - primary reasons to go to these specific places include a whole lot of SHOPPING. :-) Nothing new has been happening in other areas of my life - part of it is my fault. I enjoy my personal space way too much. One of these days, I might just sit at Toto's, order a Bloody Mary and sing along to the reverberating music.

So she's Trish...

It's so weird right, how you know people but actually, you really don't. Sometimes you even understand the pain they're going through without knowing them. Faces. You remember faces. Faces that weren't a photograph in your head then but are, now. The picture is so clear. You'll never know what this is about but untimely surprises are always horribly bad. I hope you get better!

I have a job that is really interesting (so far) and the perks are amazing but I still feel like I'm not part of the bigger picture just as yet. I wonder why. Could I be turning crazy? I need counselling. Desperately. I miss an old time. Or a new phase that I'm yet to discover. Oddly enough, I have regular fantasies of it.

Town of Cats

I just finished reading Town of Cats by Haruki Murakami and I really enjoyed reading it. It's true what Tengo's father said,"If you can't understand it without an explanation, you can't understand it with an explanation." These are words to live by, for me - for the moment. I just chanced upon this story at the right time - it's exactly what I needed.

Ms. Skye got high!

This is the new logo I designed for my style (and artsy) blog - Jupiter Skye (well, while the newbie lasts anyway since I have brighter ideas every two weeks). :-) I would love it if you took the time to actually stop by, have a look and comment on it. Gracias.

Earth

There's life beneath the ground. You never thought of it but there is. There's no telling how much you would unravel if you only listened to the voices. On a calm night when there's a light breeze, pay attention. Clear your mind. It's right in front of you.

Change of Heart ♥

I've been keeping busy in my own ways since I quit my last job. Happiness surrounds me. I've been living on a whole other planet since. Alone and sometimes not, but enjoying the change of place nonetheless. I love where I am right now! Thank you, Universe.

Dear Jack

Dear Jack,

Why are you playing so hard to get? Don't you know that we'd be perfect together? I will be the best. Just give us a chance, will you? Come on. Don't make me wait forever. Look, I know I've been the one to do the chasing in the past. But this time, just let it be you. Please. Pick me! Waiting with bated breath.

Love and kisses,

Roanna

Orange soda pop!

TopShop sleeveless shirt
$84 - topshop.com

Halter vest
$15 - stylesforless.com

Preen red skirt
£898 - matchesfashion.com

Short shorts
£25 - axparis.co.uk

Pour La Victoire high heels
$113 - bloomingdales.com

Alexander wang handbag
$778 - oaknyc.com

Kenneth Jay Lane gold ring
£110 - harveynichols.com

Jcpenney jewelry
jcpenney.com

Barbour black hat
£36 - josephm.com

Wet Seal lace belt
$8.50 - wetseal.com

Maybelline Volum' Express One by One Mascara - Very Black : Target
$6.49 - target.com

Ysl Elle (Edp, 50ml)
£51 - harrods.com

Lightning Strikes: Take Two

Why is it raining so hard?

Beats me, 'cos I feel like a lump of lard.

Drip-drip-drop, the rain falls

What crazy thunder, they've got some balls.

I am bored, I am alone

I despair and I don't deserve a phone.

I think I'll watch a film

Get the lights, hit it dim.

Goodnight

- Roanna Fernandes

Scrambled Brains

Um. Hi. I know I've been an idiot. Yes, I'm shutting out people. Why? Not exactly sure. Am I screwing over good friendships? Well, yes. Potential romances? Closed the door on that one. I need help! All I'm thinking about is making Jupiter Skye work, Rosecraft and immersing myself in tons of work. Have I been an idiot? I don't know. Time to read up on Steve Maddens.

Fashion Tip: Borrowing your dad's shirt to wear tucked inside a pencil skirt with a corset belt at the waist is pretty hot. Seen on Emily Weiss.

RIP

I'm coming home

I'm coming home

Tell the World I'm coming home

Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday

I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes

I'm coming home, I'm coming home

Tell the World I'm coming.

You're back where you belong. I know you are, kid.

Delusion

Hey Roanna,

We think you should handle the facebook and twitter pages of Vero Moda and Only. Here's a 1000 $ for spending purposes. Oh yeah, and your salary is Rs. 27,000. We hope you'll be happy working for us.

Love,

Your fantasy.

Expelliarmus!

Get ready for a memorial speech! Since this is the last movie in the Harry Potter series, here are some of the actors and characters I'd like to applaud.

I enjoyed this part more than the first installment of The Deathly Hallows. Having the film made in 3-D didn't make much sense because the only time it looked cool was when the dementors were hovering in the theatre with us. Alan Rickman as Professor Snape has had the role in the bag right from the start - great performances. Daniel Radcliffe as Harry Potter has certain evolved. He may have done other movies and a play in between, December Boys and Equus but to me, he'll always be the boy who lived. Emma Watson, could we love this Burberry girl any more? From her curly hair to her button-shaped nose and her ability to switch on the Hermione Granger in her - she's been perfect through the series. We'll forgive casting that when they chose her, they wrote off Granger's buck teeth from the movie script. Rupert Grint is all grown up and how. He's quite a hottie. His renditions of Ron Weasley's "Bloody 'Ell!" and "Blimey!" are going to be missed. Okay, did you or did you not notice how the guy who plays Dean Thomas grew a couple of inches and abs (hello there!) from the last film? You know what's lovely about the entire series is that the actors have all grown up though the eight movies. That makes it so much more better. A few adjustments were made to the book to make the movie script more enticing but I've decided to let that slide. I enjoyed myself thoroughly while watching the movie.

A few special mentions: for me, Professor McGonagall was brought to life the first time I saw Maggie Smith in Harry Potter and the Sorceror's Stone. She's remained consistent throughout - I love her acting. The guy who plays Neville Longbottom is very endearing just like his character in the book. Bellatrix Lestrange! You really want to perform all of the three Unforgivable Curses on Helen Boham Carter playing the nasty Ms. Lestrange, starting with the Imperius curse, the Cruciatus curse and finally, the killing curse (Avada Kedavra). She's pure evil. More than Voldemort, I say.

I can't think of how The Deathly Hallows could have been made better. In a sense, I still can't believe the craze is over. Next stop after Platform Nine and Three-Quarters: Potter More. Thank you, Joanne Kathleen Rowling. It's been a pleasure.

P.S. I'm reading The Deathly Hallows again. :-)

Bye Bye Birdie

Yesterday was Antoine's last day at burrp. I thought of this when he first told us that he was leaving. I can't remember the original dialogue I thought of, but this sounds like it.

A: I have something to tell you.

Me: I have something to tell you too.

A: Please. Go ahead.

Me: I quit too.

A: Oh my. Roanna!

THE END

Jonathan Dreadlocks

I just can't digest it. I hope your stay here was pleasant. There's just no telling. We'll always have Mahabhaleshwar. Always.

Sorry, Cheezmuncher. Rest in peace.

Love and kisses,

Broanna

Terminado

As my non-existent Spanish friends would say, se acabó.

Teardrops On Her Guitar

My life has gotten even more dramatic than a singular Taylor Swift music video. I fib you not. More on this later.

Ugh

Look. I don't care. It's always been this way.

Goodbye.

To...

Dear Non-existent Reader,

I don't know if you've noticed but I changed my design template. I get bored easily. You know me. I'm very whimsical. So what do I like? Fashion. Art. Colour. I want to write about these things and do so much with it. So I have these insane thoughts right? I can be a jack of all trades. I figured it out. I hope it happens. What do you think? I like illustrating - here again, I have different likes. Sometimes I like making cupcakes, other times, creating a pair of red ballet shoes on PShop appeals to me. I love writing - as you can judge from my blog. Would I like to be a better writer? Yes. Of course. I really would love that. I'm sure Julie would love that too! I just wrote to b's ex-founder. We've somehow had conversations now that we never did when he was at b. Funny, eh? It felt good. Ah well... I wrote to some other people too! Yes, yes, they're not going to respond but I wanted to send that e-mail before I chickened out so I did. Big deal! It's my life anyway. Who's going to live it for me? Okay, back to Andrea Sachs, Miranda Priestly and yes, my articles.

We'll talk soon, yes?

Goodnight love.

Rain On June's Parade

It's raining. In June! I can't say that it wasn't a pleasant surprise because it's been way too hot here. I'm at work and bored as hell! There's been a lull here - yes, it hasn't changed much since 2010. I need more money and I need to find a way out. I'll talk to you soon. Enjoy the monsoons. Read The Hungry Tide by Amitav Ghosh - it's a great book to read during the rains. Oh who am I kidding? What do I care about what you do? Go away.

Rain Man

Rain is wet

Rain is nice

I just hope in this weather

We don't get lice

The earth smells clean

It all feels new

I believe a dog can bark

And a cat can mew.

Fate

She is pretty

She is pretty hot

She's quite sweet

I see the prize you've got.

But why couldn't you tell me?

Why play me for a fool?

I feel so lost,

I guess you were a tool.

Though, tell me something

Tell me true.

Did you not like me?

Lie, but I thought I knew you.

It Isn't Time That's Passing

Remember the long ago when we lay together

In a pain of tenderness and counted

Our dreams: long summer afternoons

When the whistling-thrush released

A deep sweet secret on the trembling air;

Blackbird on the wing, bird of forest shadows,

Black rose in the long ago summer,

This was your song:

It isn't time that's passing by,

It is you and I.

-

Ruskin Bond

At Work

The internet is slow

But gtalk is not

My patience is wearing

I wonder what salary she has got.

I need a breather

I need an out

I hope to God

I never contract gout.

I miss college

I miss my friends

I miss the tapri

Around the bend(s).

HER

Closure comes from really strange places...or from strangers. Okay, actually I'm not even sure if it was closure (because for so long I've been looking for it) but it felt nice in the craziest way. I met her yesterday. HER!!!! She's really sweet, you know and everything. Maybe they are happy together and it's okay, it really is. What I did realise is that it's for me to decide. Not anyone else. Not my friends. Not him. Just me. Feeling good about nothing at all. It all happened on my last day there. I'm not insane that I think it's so cool that it happened, right? I got so excited after meeting her. I knew who she was and never met her before because of the 'circumstances' but I do think she's nice. I hope she's happy. I guess this saga finally ended. My mind really hopes it did end. It's a new chapter from here on. :-)

P.S. How funny is it that it ended exactly when and where it began? A whole year. Mixed feelings. But it's over. It has to be.

Should I Cave In?

Friends with BlackBerry phones:

1. Lester
2. Emily
3. V
4. Joshua
5. Laila
6. Chica
7. Franco
8. Michelle
9. Das
10. Crazy Eyes
11. KC
12. Bhamgara
13. Ted
14. Craig
15. Mr. Italiano
16. Nina
17. Shell
18. Anky
19. Ali
20. Sherwin
21. Toshiya
22. Shy
23. Clint
24. Sam
25. TC
26. Amber

Friends with other kinds (slightly cooler than BBs)

1. Nischal (Android)
2. Julie
3. Sneha
4. um...me?

This is not a Haiku

Summer is warm,

Summer is lazy.

Wind blew into my eyes,

and the vision got hazy.

I feel like running in the grass

Wet mud squishing under my toes

I'll pick up an earthworm

To make soup for my foes.

- Roanna Fernandes

Haha

Till date, the funniest conversation I've ever had with my college class-mate Jonathan Fernandes (this was after our class trip to Mahabhaleshwar):

Jonathan (in some kind of Americano, really slick accent): So, did you guys like fuck around?
Me (on account of not understanding his accent clearly): Huh?

J: Did you guys like fuck around?
Me: Um. What? (I still didn't get what he said)

J: So did you guys like fuck around?
Me: Um. No. Did you?

J: Yeaaahh!
Me: *awkward smile*

Haha.

Some John Mayer

Red wine and ambien

You're talking shit again,

it's heartbreak warfare.
Good to know it's all a game
Disappointment has a name,

it's heartbreak, heartbreak.
It's heartbreak warfare.

Lies Versus Lice

Lies. Lice. What would you prefer? It's like choosing between Scylla and Charybdis. But let's gauge the two. Let's see. Hmmm. Too difficult right?

What's better?

What's worse?

It's lice versus lies

It's crazier if they would intersperse.

Lice = cooties

Lies = pain

They both come accompanied

By the rain.

Have I lost it?

Does this make no sense?

Why are you reading?

I'm sure you're not that dense.

Clean

I took leave of my senses

For a brief while.

These months have been madness

My thoughts have been vile.

I still loved him

He still is a jerk

I realised that belatedly

So now I feel better when I'm at work.

Pain is temporary

Pain is sick

I finally feel like I'm over this

No more wounds to lick.

I mustn't cry anymore

I mustn't lose my head

It was only a memory

Alive once, now dead.

Ka-Ching

When it's over, that's the time I fall in love again.
And when you go, go, go, go
I know... It never ends
It never ends!

I know this is a song by Sugar Ray but I forget which. And to find its name through Google would lose its mysterious beauty in my head. I need to make more money. Seriously. These are my options:

• Talk to my editor about a raise
• Sell my old books and magazines
• Strike a deal with the devil
• Sell Gabriel? I don't know
• Write for external sources (that pay me, of course)
• Apply to Chumbak
• Ditto Vogue, Seventeen
• Ask parents for my share of gold and sell it for cold, hard cash

I'm all out. Help me!

Oh, Well.

I feel like being dramatic again! Damn. I can't even really say how I feel here. Yeah, this has become like my public journal of sorts but yes, because of that, I'm not going go all Kim Kardashian on you. I'm sad, I can't help it. That little part of me still feels horrible. Dammit. I mustn't feel too bad.

Blogging

Okay, so my friends have been telling me that I've been putting way too much 'morbid' in morbid through my blog. There's too much darkness and it's way more dramatic than a Brothers & Sisters episode. Chloey wants to set up her own blog! Exciting :-) And so I made a little pro & cons list to help her decide. My personal favourites are of course: Blogger and Posterous.

Making the Right Choice

for a first-time blogger

Blogger

• Very cool
• Can embed HTML
• Gadgets
• Can play with design
• Easy
• Rich text formatting
• It’s like creating a website from scratch :-) super-awesome
• It’s fun!
• Make your own headers

Posterous

• No text formatting (no fonts)
• Colours
• Templates vary; not flexible with colour changes
• Can embed some degree of HTML
• No gadgets
• Clean, neat
• Can assess site views from back-end

Wordpress

• You know it, sistah! (the whole blah deal)
• Boring!
• No fun
• Eh?

Sea Breeze ♥

Trigger

She couldn't care less.
She wished him dead.
She pulled the trigger
And blew up his head.

Bombay ♥

It's been seven long years since I came to live in this crazy city. City of dreams, as many call it so. I never thought when I first learned that I'd be studying in Bombay that a city like this would grow on me. I didn't have the slightest inclination of what to expect. Of course, I had heard many stories. Crazy stories. Like you shouldn't wear jewellery on the train for fear of your ears or hands being cut off. Murders. The rains. Strangers who could be axe-murderers or kidnappers or worse, rapists. So much. I didn't think too much of it all.

My first year was the longest. I just moved into the hostel - this was the first time I was to actually live alone. That dawned upon me. It made me feel helpless, hate my parents for leaving me here and I was so upset. My first night at the hostel was a whole bunch of snot and sniffles as I cried silently under my blanket in my room. The days after that were different; each new, each teaching me something I never knew before. I met people. Good people. Bad people. The most I was influenced by and truly adored: Nandini Velho, Rubika Liyaqat. These two were my roommates and the two people from whom I learnt the most. I learnt to be independent, to do my own thing and somewhere down the line, I discovered me. Me, the shy girl in school, quiet with no real friends. I found that I had more to me than I ever thought. I loved my journal, my journal was my best friend in the hostel. I learned that I loved to write. I loved the arts. I loved travelling in the trains, I loved exploring the suburbs and areas in town. I loved who I was blossoming into. I grew proud of myself.

And all while that was happening, I fell in love with the city. The people were such an eclectic mix. I learned so much from each and every person that I encountered.

My seven years in Bombay have been crazy, eventful, sad and happy and definitely something I'd never like to easily forget. It taught me so much. I grew up and the city grew on me.

Much as now I feel the need to move elsewhere, to discover a new city and learn it all again, Bombay will always be my favourite city. There's nothing like it and once you've lived here, it becomes a part of you just as you become a part of it too.

Bombay, that's what it shall always be to me. Nothing more, nothing less.

It's home.

♥

Jupiter Skye ♥

Here's the thing. So I haven't been able to really write so much at work or complete any of my articles on time. I just can't seem to get the space and frame of mind right to do that in the office. However, the good news is that I've been writing more frequently on Jupiter Skye. :-) I really wish I had enough of money, you know. Like act in a lame-ass movie, earn a truckload of money and then invest it in my future! I would really love to do an art program in Paris for a short period and then intern and write at a fashion magazine in New York. With my new editor on board, I really think I'm learning a whole lot more. Something as basic as reading the newspaper (which I never used to do before) is something I really look forward to everyday! Yup, it's an exercise my boss has stated that we keep up with. Anyway if you guys do happen to check my new blog out, let me know what you think. I'm so excited with fashion these days and even though I'm broke most of the time, I still find myself splurging on anything and everything that catches my fancy! Oh well, one life :-)

Bunch of Lies

So everyone's a bunch of MCBCs. Thank you, world for re-iterating my faith. Really. I wanted to forget and let you back in but you just stabbed me in the back. Merci. Never ever again. Fuck the fuck off.

P.S. catch a grenade and die.

Travel

4 months in Paris - exploring, sipping their coffees, eating their baguettes, painting, learning basic conversational French, meeting artists, The Louvre, Eiffel Tower;

Greece - exploring, visiting temples, museums, shopping, mythology;

New York - taking up a writing/art program, a magazine internship, commuting, Empire State Building, Statue of Liberty, shopping, living there.

♥

Soleil Moon Frye

If we're all going to die, it only makes sense that I revise what I need to be doing.

* Concentrate on fashion-writing via Jupiter Skye
* Get the 'Liebe' tattoo and colourful stars
* De-virginize self
* Write a book
* Have a fist fight
* Date more men
* Intern at a fashion magazine
* Go to New York & Paris
* Get a BBW!
* Make out (et more) with Johnny Depp
* Make Rosecraft happen

Bite Me :-)

This is the only other time when I can say, 'Bite me' with a smile across my face and not mean to sound nasty. What do you think of my illustration? Cute, na? I've been so caught up in my head to even think of writing here. In other and happier news, the fashion blog is getting updated on a better frequency (and I'm really hoping that it comes in handy for when I have to apply to fashion mags). Happy March, kids!

Of Coffee & Brew

The White Rabbit very generously made little portions of the coffee grindings she had collected from the cleaners at our office and gave us each a stash of it. I was supposed to go for a body massage today courtesy of both TWR and Apple Cheeks but the spa was full so no appointment there and anyway, boredom beckoned and suggested I do something interesting.

Coffee Body Scrub:
4 tbsps coffee grindings
4 tbsps salt
2 tbsps of baby oil
1/4 cup of olive oil

Mix all of the ingredients in a bowl till you've made a paste-like mixture. Apply a good amount (one layer should suffice) to your arms and legs. Leave the scrub on your body for a good fifteen minutes. Take a nice hot bath to wash off the mixture with a neutral soap (I used my new Chumbak lavender soap - it's handmade). It feels really lovely, you know. My skin really did feel soft and smooth. I think it's great to store in a bottle and use once every week.

Variation: Use the coffee grindings, salt and a few drops of oil with a neutral body-wash (either Johnson & Johnson or Dove) - the effect should be the same. So yeah, if you're probably bored on a day like this, you should try it out. I should get back to Haroun & the Sea of Stories or my editor shall have my head on a plate! Adios.

Cigarette Butt

Maybe I do.
Maybe you don't.
Maybe I'll settle,
Maybe you won't.

Pelican

The blue skies are here once more. She sits on the sand and basks in the warm, warm, cheery sunshine.

A seagull soars above. Its cries are calming to her. Her journal flies open... it settles on a page. It catches her eye. A smile crosses her lips.

Him again.

Yet again. And again, and again.

A beautiful phase. Short, abrupt but it still meant something to her. Something purposefully forgotten, but very easily remembered.

Ah, life, she thinks. She drifts away into mindless space again.

The sounds of sea-spray fill her ears. Music, she thinks.

I miss you - Blink 182

We're not talking anymore. I see that.

Who are you now?

Don't you know me? I miss talking to you.

I miss what we had. :-(

Are you really in love with her? How did you meet her?

I don't know you. I hate you.

The Shark

I'd like to share these lines with you via my friend, Schumi. I think they're beautiful:-

Und der Haifisch der hat Tränen
Und die laufen vom Gesicht
Doch der Haifisch lebt im Wasser
so die Tränen sieht man nicht
In der Tiefe ist es einsam
Und so manche Zähre fließt
Und so kommt es dass das Wasser
in den Meeren salzig ist

And the shark, it has tears
And they run down its face
But the shark lives in the water
so no one sees the tears
In the depths it is lonely
And so many a tear flows
And that is why the water
in the seas is salty.

Parchment Paper

I find beauty mixed with sadness to be a beautiful thing. I've never been one to forget easily. Once you're in my system, it's painful to cut you out. I can't tell you how I feel. It's strange and foreign. Do we not know each other anymore? It's like a poem, written once with passion but as you begin to write more poems, the special one lies forgotten... The page on which it's been written turns yellow, the black ink fades away, there's a splatter of teardrop over a line or two. It's like the lines from Collide, Even the best fall down sometimes, even the wrong words seem to rhyme. Out of the doubt that fills my mind, I somehow find that you and I collide. You've been on my mind. I never was any good at pretending or playing games. I'm sorry that I do but I just do. I shouldn't have to think of this whole nine months as the Nice To Know You song by Incubus now, should I? Farewell.

Liebe ♥

It's on a dark night like this that Liebe looks for answers. There are tears glistening at her lashes that threaten to spill over.

It doesn't matter, she thinks. In the blink of an eye, Black was gone.

Her life has a piece missing. Whenever she thinks of Black, warm thoughts colour her cheeks. He used to make her happy once upon a time...

It was a long time ago. The memories are clear but they feel like they were just beautiful dreams.

The pain in her heart doesn't ebb away. It just sort of remains, growing numb with every passing second.

Liebe wishes she could love again and soon... but the truth is, the future is what we all don't know. She rests her head against her knees and gets lost in space. It's the only place where she feels safe.

Clarity ♥

I have a good feeling about 2011. Clarity by John Mayer plays in the background as I type this. I have been having a manic brain overhaul over the past few months due to the thoughts of a certain man. I can't say that I am completely over him nor am I still completely in 'like' with him. Let's just say that I am in between, caught in the middle. 2011 has begun on a rather calm note. Bright. Injected with positivity, sunshine and a pinch of happy dust. I do miss certain people with a fierce abandon and it's hard when you know you can't be physically as close to them as you'd wish to be right now, right this second but hell, c'est la vie, mais non? The beach bum is one person I'd really like to meet this year. I hope I do! It has been far too long. In other news, I am totally excited about my 24th birthday this year. My birthday didn't really happen for me last year. This year seems like it's going to be much more special so I can't wait any longer for it! I won't type more as I have run out of thoughts. The good memories are still intact. I will add to them and forget the bad ones.