Today I watched The Princess and The Frog movie. It was actually good, I hadn’t expected it to be this good because of some of the reviews I read. But as they say, everyone has their own opinion and taste, and I thought it was quite good. Although, it did have a bit of the charm old Disney fairy tale has, it was pretty enjoyable. Also the twist in the movie was very interesting; it sure was different from other fairy tale movies and I loved Tiana’s personality. This is a good thing, ya know, it somehow inspires little girls to believe in more than just a dreamy story (even though I doubt kids these days are interested in fairy tales as much as they use to be). I would certainly love to watch it again with my neice and nephew. I recommend this movie to everyone who wants to have a wonderful movie night with their family or friends.

Anyway, my day hasn’t been any different, yet again. But, I did have a nice time with Marcie today. She’s changed a lot since I got her; at first she was all frightened and so..sort of shut in a way. The kind how you get when you’re isolated from everything. She use to jump in fear to the sound of footsteps. I’m honestly very glad that she’s more comfortable now and feels like this her home. She really misses Marlow a lot; everytime at night she roams in the house searching for something. I think she’s looking for Marlow. I use to not like her much at the begining, but now I truly adore her. She’s a sweetheart.

Here’s a picture of her. Hope you guys are enjoying my blogs and I honestly appreciate the response I got from Huge da bear and Stephh. <3 I love you guys.

One cold night a demented man was walking across an empty street. He was talking to himself and was looking straight ahead of him when he discovered a plain white wall in front of a broken old building on his right hand side. Seeing how clean and white the wall was, he got tempted to write something on it. He looked around on the floor and saw a piece of charcoal which he immediately picked up and with a smile on his face wrote “What is life?” in bold letters. He threw the charcoal on the ground and started walking back the way he came from.

The sun rose, the day began but the wall was unnoticed by anyone.

When the sun was raging in the sky, an old man held his news paper over his head and read the bold letters with a confused expression on his face from a distance. He slowly walked towards it and stood under the shade of the wall still staring at the clear and distinct letters with slight amusement. He turned around to see if anyone noticed the string of words with a little laugh. Then quickly turned back and searched his bag hanging from his neck but on the spur of the moment he noticed charcoal on the floor and smiled. He picked it up and started writing something on the wall. When he was done he took a step back and gave a nice big grin. “Life is a dream that doesn’t last very long”
Taking a deep breath, the man walked away.

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My dad once told me about how he use to write a column every week in a news paper about how people write their definition of life on a white wall. And it all started when a brainsick, lost in his own world, wrote the most difficult to resolve question. I found that very interesting and it inspired me to write this article.

Now here’s what I want you guys to do. I want you to write your definition of life in comments and I’ll pick the best definition and post it on one of my blogs.

So let us begin: What is life…?

With love,
Asmi.

(^ that is a picture I drew today)

I am very, extremely sorry. I am not feeling too well today so I wont be able to write much. I have a horrible headache and my neck is killing me. I’ll just leave you with something special today; a song Hugebear wrote for me on my 17th birthday. He’s the sweetest boy in the whole wide world and his twin brother is going to be the best cheif ever! I truly miss him and Hugo a lot today. So heres a blog dedicated to the two awesomest twins in the world.

Oh Asmi – Music from the Beatles – Let it Be – Wrote by Huge and Hugo

When I find meself in times of trouble Sister Asmi comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, Oh Asmi.
And in me hours of sillyness
She is laughing there along with me
Laughing cos were silly, Oh Asmi.
Oh Asmi Oh Asmi Oh Asmi.
Laughing and very silly, Oh Asmi.

And when the broken hearted people
Running around the chat agree,
Theres one person listoning, Oh Asmi.
For though next year she’ll departed there is
Still a chance that we will see
Cos we learned so much, Oh Asmi.
Oh Asmi, Oh Asmi. Yeah
Whos always got the answers, its Asmi.

And when the night is cloudy
And Lisa sits there happy up in the tree
Chatting on until tomorrow, with Asmi.
I wake up to the sound of music
Sister Asmi comes to me
Speaking words so funny, oh Asmi.
Oh Asmi, Oh Asmi.
Who has got the answer, oh Asmi.
Oh Asmi, Oh Asmi,
Shes like a big sister to me, oh Asmi

Keep smiling,
Asmi. <3

P.S No picture today. I'm really sorry.

I finally found someone,
someone to share my life with
I finally found the one,
to be with everynight.

Last night I stayed up watching a really, sort of dull romantic movie that’s called The Mirror Has Two Faces starring Jeff Bridges (haha, bridges) and Barbra Streisand. Although, it was nominated for two Oscars (not in the best movie, director, actor or actress category) I found it tedious. The story is a bit… umm, hard to explain in infantile words but, let me try. So it’s about two college professors with tormenting personal lives (for different reasons) who meet through an ad and become great friends who decide to get married. Now, the twist is that Greg, the guy, is a good looking guy who has different beliefs when it comes to love and relationships from Rose. And Rose, who is a not-so-attractive woman, who lives with her mother and feels ugly compared to her sister and her mother doesn’t make it better either. So after the end up getting married, problems develop between them and it gets worse when Rose gets a makeover and turns into a really hot lady while Greg is away for a few months because of work.

The story is quite normal but, I just didn’t like the movie that much. I remember I use to see the trailer of this movie on TV and use to always think that I’m never going to watch this movie. But somehow, I ended up watching it last night for weird reason. It has a song that reminds me of someone. I didn’t like that song much either but always listened to it ‘cause it was a song that reminded that person of something which reminded me of them every time I listened to it.

Besides that I haven’t done anything interesting today. I was just thinking a lot about useless stuff today.

Ahh, I’m also dying to get this book I read about online called Get A Clue; it looks amazing. I really hope I find this book as soon as possible ‘cause I’m going insane without it. I have no creativity in me lately since I’m not reading anything. Just hope I find it.

So here’s a picture of this footwear and some other random pictures, if it lets me.

So anyway, have a good weekend. Be safe. And enjoy life to the fullest. Asmi.

Hey guys, I’m sorry I’m really tired today. Had some work and I am really not in a great mood. I feel very uneasy so I’m not going to write much today, I’ll just leave you with a poem that’s really nice and a picture I took yesterday. Take care, have a good weekend.

THE MOST BEAUTIFUL FLOWER

The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read
Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree.
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown,
For the world was intent on dragging me down.
And if that weren’t enough to ruin my day,
A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play.

He stood right before me with his head tilted down
And said with great excitement, “Look what I found!”
In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight,
With its petals all worn – not enough rain, or too little light.
Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play,
I faked a small smile and then shifted away.

But instead of retreating he sat next to my side
And placed the flower to his nose
And declared with overacted surprise,
“It sure smells pretty and it’s beautiful, too.
That’s why I picked it; here, it’s for you.”
The weed before me was dying or dead.
Not vibrant of colors: orange, yellow or red.

But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave.
So I reached for the flower, and replied, “Just what I need.”
But instead of him placing the flower in my hand,
He held it mid-air without reason or plan.
It was then that I noticed for the very first time
That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind.

I heard my voice quiver; tears shone in the sun
As I thanked him for picking the very best one.
You’re welcome,” he smiled, and then ran off to play,
Unaware of the impact he’d had on my day.
I sat there and wondered how he managed to see
A self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree.

How did he know of my self-indulged plight?
Perhaps from his heart, he’d been blessed with true sight.
Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see
The problem was not with the world; the problem was me.
And for all of those times I myself had been blind,
I vowed to see the beauty in life,
And appreciate every second that’s mine.

And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose
And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose
And smiled as I watched that young boy,
Another weed in his hand,
About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.

And it’s another new day with a new start, and I won’t be surprised if it doesn’t end differently than yesterday, or the day before. BUT there’s still hope people! There’s always sunshine somewhere, if that makes any sense.
Speaking of sunshine, it rained today! It did! After such a long time it rained and the weather is so pleasant and beautiful right now. I feel like going out for a walk or something. It’s so lovely, this doesn’t happen quite a lot over here. At least not when I’m not traveling. I might go out and take some pictures of things.

Yep, I did take pictures today, and that is my favourite photo out of all. Right now my internet is kind of slow so I can’t upload all of them but, I promise I will do it tomorrow.

Anyway, today has been a pleasant day, just like the weather. I feel really relaxed and sort of happy for no reason.

April is almost here, which means the birthdays are almost here. Everybody’s going to be turning a year old
again and that’ll be fun, yet a bit depressing as you’re getting old which means you’ll be all wrinkley and then die soon. However, a lot of people I know are turning old in the approaching months. It’s great and all but I hate to work my brain and think of a birthday preasent for them; it’s so boring and tiring to me; yes, I’m a lazy person. But the only good thing about this year will be that if I do buy them something, it’ll be with my own money as I’m earning now. Until last year I had to either ask my parents or save money. Now I can just buy something when I get my pay, which is fun and makes me feel more happy. Even so, this year will be a lot different ’cause of so many changes in life. Despite that let’s hope everyone has a wonderful birthday and lots and lots of presents. Because presents make everyone smile; and smiling is good for health, which means they’ll live longer; and the longer they live, the longer we’ll have them around. Hope that all makes sense.

So in hope and prayer for this year to be a great year for all, and the years ahead to be extrordinary. This is Asmi, about to stop typing. =]

Goodnight, morning or evening everybody. <3333

Hey guys,

First, let me share the video I made in memory of Neo with you. Here’s the link.

Neo: the chosen one

I really don’t feel like writing today; I’m rather lost in my own thoughts so I’ll just leave you with the article I posted yesterday but this time its not incomplete. Hope you like it.

Cheers,
Asmi.

Goodbye

The first call for his flight was being announced when he noticed she was trying really hard not to cry.
Turning her face away, pretending to be looking for something in the book store on her left and talking about how crowded the airport was she made another attempt to hide a tear falling from her eyes. He had never seen her this way but knew that she sometimes changed the topic or babbled when she wanted to hide her emotions.
Quietly sighing he played along with it by agreeing to whatever she said whether it made sense or not and placed some of her hair behind her ear. Then looking at his boarding pass for the third time he said “This is it. That’s my flight.” And waited for a response from her. “okay.” Was all she could say. That’s when he noticed her cheeks beginning to turn a little pink and her taking deep breaths. Sadness filled her up and she began to blink frequently while a tear rolled down her face, immediately wiping it she looked at him with a forced smile. He felt a slight pain in his chest when he saw her like that and the thought of never being with her made him so restless in an instant that quickly he embraced her in his arms.
“I love you… Remember that.”
Nothing ever made her feel more alive and safe than his touch. His arms, so strong and yet so tender against her back, pressing her into his chest, she could feel his heartbeat while she stood there on her toes with her arms around his neck.
“Nothing will ever change that. Nothing.”
She gently broke into tears. He bent down a little to let her stand comfortably and kissed her neck then pressed his head against it as tears were rolling down his face. Always heard about the pain you feel sometimes in your chest, on the left side, where your heart is when something close to you is being ripped away from you. Pulled away, and you know you’ll never have it. You know the urge, the uneasy feeling you get when you really want to not let go but you have to. It’s like a toy being taken away from a little kid. She never believed when she read or heard about it before. But that moment, she felt that pain in her. And probably he did too. They were the most important thing to each other, and both were being pulled away by the rules of life and the world.
He held her tight in his arms whispering in her ears about how much he loves her while she just stood there crying like a little girl nodding in agreement when he said everything would be fine.
The last call for his flight was being announced when he let go of her and picked up his bag. He looked at her for the last time and said goodbye. He couldn’t hold himself together anymore. He just turned around and started walking away, crying, not caring if anyone saw him like that or not. And she did the same, she turned around and started walking away, wiping her face as tears were rolling down like a waterfall. Looking back every now and then as she walked towards the exit to see if he was gone or still there, she cried more. Suddenly her phone rang. Without even looking at the number she answered it and said “I love you too. I love you so much.” She heard him laugh a little and then take a soft breath. And then he said “I love you more…”
She stopped, turned around to see him looking at her from the distance across the airport, holding his phone close to his ear and smiling at her.

P.S I didnt really take any pictures today so I’m just going to leave you with something that goes with this blog. Sorry.

Like a movie I once saw
In the darkness I recall
Feeling the beauty and the pain
And when you call my name
Say you feel the same.

Here’s something I wrote today. It’s not as good as some people I know write, but it’s something. And its also incomplete as I’m still writing it. I’ll also leave you guys with a picture of some sort to go with the story since my camera is out of battery and I’m too lazy to charge it and then take a picture of something and upload it. So just abide with me. =]

Goodbye

The first call for his flight was being announced when he noticed her trying really hard not to cry.
Turning her face away, pretending to be looking for something in the book store on her left and talking about how crowded the airport was she made another attempt to hide a tear falling from her eyes. He had never seen her this way but knew that she sometimes changed the topic or babbled when she wanted to hide her emotions.
Quietly sighing he played along with it by agreeing to whatever she said whether it made sense or not and placed some of her hair behind her ear. That’s when he noticed her cheeks beginning to turn a little pink and her taking deep breaths. Sadness filled her up and she began to blink frequently while a tear rolled down her face, immediately wiping it she looked at him with a forced smile. He felt a slight pain in his chest when he saw her like that and the thought of never being with her made him so restless in an instant that quickly he embraced her in his arms.
“I love you… Remember that.”
Nothing ever made her feel more alive and safe than his touch. His arms, so strong and yet so tender against her back, pressing her into his chest, she could feel his heartbeat while she stood there on her toes with her arms around his neck.
“Nothing will ever change that. Nothing.”
She gently broke into tears. He bent down a little to let her stand comfortably and kissed her neck then pressed his head against it as tears were rolling down his face.

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Love,
Asmi.

I hate interuption. Everytime I am working on something important someone interupts me by calling my name and RUINS my mood. I seriously hate interuption so much.

Anyway, today’s been a boring day and tiring day. I had a failed attempt on making a file holder out of news paper. That was such a waste of time… I’ll take a picture of it later and show it to you guys how horrible it looks. Apart from that, I gave Marcie a bath today, surprisingly she didn’t bite or scratch me today. So that was a good thing I guess.

You know, I’m starting to think this might be a bad idea to write a blog everyday with a picture but I’m still going to do it, not because I’m hoping that it’ll work and do something amazing to my life but because I want to keep my promise to myself. I know its stupid but I’m going to do this. I have the authority to write blogs so I’m going to write. :p

I also made a video in memory of Neo. Felt really weird after making it… He was so cute… Anyway, I have nothing more to say so I’ll stop. I might upload neo’s video tomorrow or something. I’ll just leave you guys with a picture of his for now

Bluebye,
Asmi.

P.S Listen to “Come Alive” by Foo Fighters

Hello people.

I’m gonna keep this short and simple as nothing interesting happened in my life today (surprising? I don’t think so). But we did have some guest come over for dinner who brought their little baby who’s two months old or something. They were actually invited for dinner a month or so ago but the lady had the baby the day we had arranged the party, and that also at dinner time. Apart from that I had a weird dream again today and then thoughts of weird things again. I sometimes wish I could jump of a mountain and land straight into the ocean; feeling the freshness of life as you expierence the pressure of air as you dive into the cold placid sea, the calm and coldness of nature… Man, I could never describe that in perfect words.. I really wanna have that moment in life. Just once at least. So that I’ll feel complete in someway. I know I’m talking odd so I’m going to stop and leave you with this picture of the cute little baby.

Cheers, A
Asmi.