"Valerie and her Man from Mars"

From reading my blog, a friend said that i should consider freelance writing for magazines, typically travel magazines ..

But i would much rather wax lyrical on love, dreams, or write about happy and heart-wenching issues. So i prolly do better writing for a girly magazine, or a trashy novel. Maybe people will treasure their loved ones more after being touched by my search for love-pure and simple but what came along were the hurdles and heartbreaks.

Since there is "Rachel getting married", i'll name the novel "Valerie is attached!" or Valerie and her "Man from Mars". A story about how i always end up falling for the wrong type of guy(one who never reciprocates) until the day i find the guy of my dreams.

I know i prolly scare off guys with my ideals and interpretations on love, fundamentals of a good relationship and the thought of settling down. But i guess, if the guy really likes me or thinks that i am The One, he prolly won't run miles (away)

A penny for your thoughts.

Once a beach girl

Once a beach girl

I'll roam Sentosa on Saturdays and Sundays

Under the clear blue sky

With no worries of the world

But my love of the Volleyball

Had the sun in my porcelain face

My fair complexion turned a bronzy gold

I missed the sand in my toes

The wind in my hair

Once a beach girl, i was..

Moving on is a simple thing to do, leaving what's behind is hard

Yesterday i asked The Mighty One for vision to see what's good for me. If it ain't going to work out, to take it all away from me.

Having a poor retrospection for figures but inclination to reminisce on memories certainly didn't help in the journey ahead.

"Happiness is nothing more than good health and a bad memory"

Look around you Val

She says i should consider him after she met him over a gathering..

She says that he seemed like a nice, decent man who was really into me. She was always very accurate in her assessment of the guys around me.

My Exes.. my frds..how i thought the world of my bf when we were together but she tot otherwise.

When u love someone, you let them get away with everything and anything. You love those tiny little imperfections and saw the beauty in them. Anyone dissing him off would spark off a war with you.

Humans are strange creatures. You always lookat the unreachable, the complex when the really nice ones r just smacked by your side. Maybe i should just listen to her..