Monday, March 2, 2009

About M (part.1)




She likes M. A likes her.
M and A are friends.
A likes her a lot.



M isn't interested/is too shy to act/ is already involved with someone else. Maybe. Not sure.
It gets frustrating.





A is sweet, and he really is a nice guy.
The fact that they're friends makes her more frustrated.







In a few months time, one of the two will be out of the equation.
He won't be around.












She is already saddened.











*image: Princesse de Broglie, 1851–1853, Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

You Said..

.. you're way too busy, and implied you won't have time to be around. Yet you're here, and from the looks of it not for me.

What gives?

The Dominating Personalities

After working on several projects and finally managing to get things ticked off from my to-do list, I decided to take some time off for an early lunch with some friends and to do some long-needed de-stressing.

The Place: at a corner bistro, with a good view for people watching.

People-watching played out interestingly today. Who knew that this outing would provide insight to the most dominating personalities we can ever encounter. You see, these characters aren't necessarily the crème de la crème of society, nor are they from the other brazen side of the scales, yet they possess a certain charm that cannot go unnoticed:

She is joyfully loud. She is obnoxious. And then with no notice, she becomes broody and wistful. She is a Daisy Buchanan* in every right. With these bouts of mood swings, she keeps everyone on edge, a state, which many people apparently like to be in.

He likes to hear the words coming out of his mouth- perfectly enunciated, of course. Though his appearance leaves much to be desired, his manner compensates. When satisfied, he mesmerizes those around him with his delightful chatter; but as is the case in life, this Henry Crawford* causes more menace than good.

She is perpetually companionable. She must be a saint, while impartial to devilish talks. To not be admired is sacrilegious, for she needs be adored at all times. We may never tell what her true thoughts on any given matter really is, for it is buried underneath layers of people-pleasing and carefully masked disgust. She can pass off for a George Wickham*.

As I sit there dreamily playing with my food, my thoughts turn to these fictional characters that uncannily resemble them, and wonder if there are others that might view them the same way. These people are in my life, and probably in yours too. However, one thing that must be said for all, is the fascinating charismatic quality they possess, for their faults are easily forgotten in the moment they choose to bestow their warmth.

Yet:
I am wary of the repercussions.


* "The Great Gatsby", F. Scott Fitzgerald; "Mansfield Park", Jane Austen; "Pride and Prejudice", Jane Austen.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Command and Control

In the power-driven world we live in, image is EVERYTHING.
What may take years to construct, can come undone in a matter of moments.

That's why I have this outlet to vent to, because honestly, I can't trust YOU to not greedily rip me apart to the world. I intend to keep myself anonymous, but keep my words clear and honest; so this shall [must] do.


In other news:
M- you have an unbelievable power over me. I'm excited by it and loathing its hideous aftereffects.