Hi there!

Discovering this blogspot myself is just an ooze of excitement and relief. At last after the long years of being away from my best friend and of keeping everything just inside of me, now i could share it to everyone. So healthy in a sense that it outlets and surfaces my emotions and never letting them be junked, spoiled and explode inside.

My blogs theme is about living life. Its been clear that we have to realize that life is not always fair and easy. In any angles and corners come boulders of rocks, stones and splashing huge waves, trying to attest our strength and will power. Thus we must be ready of it. Surrendering and escaping are not the keys to get off those limping stuffs instead, face and handle them with courage and confidence so as to surpass them.

Having experienced such little disgusts of life, i feel a bit vocal and expressive enough to tell everyone how it feels to break one's heart and how to cope up and learn to keep the pieces back and move on with life... everything posted through my blogs. With matters of the family, friends, love life, career, relationships and the negativity of life that's trying to devour us at our most vulnerable moments.

I hope everyone's reading it will get one or two lessons and find a bit enjoyment and inspiration.

With Love,
Marilyn

Picking up the pieces Fighting for it and Moving on!

life, love, money, career, friends, inspirations, happiness

VS

brokenness, disappointments, fears, doubts, resentments, pasts, enemies, sadness

''Creative Mind and Expressive Heart''

''Creative Mind and Expressive Heart''
reading, writing, surfing the web and blogging while a hot cup of coffee at the side is a great sense!

He just have the Best Innate Humor and Sweet eyes every woman is about to get crazy of!

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Kiddy Love Stuff

''Sand in the wind'' Most unforgettable yet amusing memory way back in my 1st grade  when i first thought of a kiddy  love. We would both heed our way up passing through a hilltop just to catch a glimpse of snowy thing out of the sand we release through the air before he would drop me into the front of our house. It was even so ridiculous knowing that my other friends would stoke us up to the hill just to check what's that we were making a secret of from them..until it had  never been a secret anymore..and they were just doing the same like we did out of the sand in the wind that both of us once  called as snow.
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