On Writing and Music.

Hello folks,

I know it's been a while once again since I've posted and this time I don't really have an excuse because I havent been doing much of anything. Though I packed up and moved home for the Christmas break, almost got snowed in, almost fell on my arse at least 100 times and built a snowman. As well as hanging out with friends and seeing them before the holiday period truly begins.

Anyway, It's been at the back of my head all along saying 'BLOG WOMAN BLOG!' so here I am, a bit late in the evening but an update's an update so be happy about it! Moving on, what I want to talk about today is Writing. I'm an avid follower of a lot of people on Youtube, it's an amazing community of people who make music, write books, educate you on the environment and the sexual mating habits of random animals and other interesting things. There's also a whole community there dedicated to making Harry-Potter related music called Wrock which stands for Wizard-Rock. I am a big fan of Harry Potter and like most of the Wrock music but just the other day, one of the big bands called The Ministry of Magic released a new album and posted some of their songs on youtube with videos.

One song has particularly struck a chord with me and I haven't stopped listening to it basically since. If you're interested, click here and go listen! Anyway, this got me thinking about how amazing it is that people were so taken with a book that they wanted to make music about it. Similarly, there is Trock which is Time-lord Rock based on the Doctor Who series, which is also quite good. Listening to all this stuff and being able to relate to it, as a music fan and as a fan of the books made me want to write something amazing so taht one day someone will want to make music based on something I've written.

I mean the Nano Novel I wrote is a bit of a shambles at the minute, I haven't finished it yet but I know where it's going. However my inner editor is absolutely dying to get out and fix everything because as I've been writing it I've been like 'that is so stupid, it needs fixed' and now that the pressure of Nano is gone, I'm having to resist the urge to let the editor out with the red pen.

I know I'll get there eventually, it's just the timing of Christmas right after Nano makes everything twice as hard and twice as insane. But I'm determined to finish the novel before the new year so I have at least you know, 5 days before my exams start to study for them. Ahh flip sakes, the life of a final year student.

The other thing is that sometimes I feel that saying 'I want to be a writer' is a bit gay and then I start questionning myself about it and wondering if that is what I want to be because I don't write everyday and I don't seem to write anything I feel is good enough. You hear all the time that you should write everyday and I seem to be discovering more and more people that write poems or short stories and are amazing at it and I get a little discouraged about it all. I just don't know where it's going to take me, if anywhere and I don't really know what else I would like to do with my life.

Anyway, I mainly wanted to post about the music and writing correlation which seems to have turned into a bit of a rant! Anyway, please feel free to comment on anything and also what the hell should I blog about! I've had blogs for like 3 years and I'm running out of ideas for things :P

Sami
xox

NaNoWriMo and Life Updates.

I know, say what you want, I'm a bad blogger. But while you've been busy complaining about my lack of blogging, I've been writing a novel all month, so there :P. I finished earlier this evening with a current total of 50, 124 words. By all means, the story is not finished yet, it's barely even begun but I had to ramble on for 50k about something so shush :P. I am very pleased to have won this year as I failed last year and was more determined than ever to win again! I couldn't have done it without the help of the Nanoers in the All-Ireland chatroom as well as my housemate Jesse who was full of useful information about demons and other magical beings when my brain decided to die. So many thanks go out to all of you.

In other news, last time I blogged I said I had ticked off another thing on my 21 list. I have since ticked off a further one. Those two things, which I can happily tell you now are: Go on a date - On halloween night I went on a date. Suffice to say, things have worked out very well and I'm quite the happy chappy. The other one I've ticked off is getting a job. My dad knows an owner of a restaurant and they happened to be looking for staff and hence, I got a job. Which is another reason why I'm quite cheerful these days because there was a point during November where I couldn't afford to live and now I can. It's brilliant :).

November has been a bit of a mental month for me. The first two and a half weeks were full of stress due to coursework essays needing to be done and handed in. I had three to do, I got two done the first week and handed in and the second week when I was in the middle of doing my essay I recieved some bad news. My cat whom I've had since I was 3 was killed in the throws of an angry dog. This news was really upsetting and I was unable to focus on my essay for a while and ended up with an extension. I got it done eventually and was then able to come back to NaNo and end up where I am today. As well as these distractions, the two I mentioned above were quite good at distracting me at points but I through raw determination, I made it across the finish line and a day early too!

So there you go. I was waiting until I made it across the finish line to post about everything because I thought firing it all out in one go would be better than wasting time writing here when I could be writing NaNo. But I'm alive, I'm happy and I hopefully will post more often now that Novembers over and the crazy times have died down. Of course, don't hold me to that.

Hope things are well with all of you,
Sami
:)

NaNoWriMo and Other Non Important Stuff

Helllllo blogosphere.

I am not even going to bother explaining where I've been to be honest, you don't want to hear it and I don't want to type it. So on to the exciting stuff.

I've posted before about NaNoWriMo which stands for National Novel Writing Month for you newbs. The aim is to write 50 000 words in 30 days. No editing. Just write, write, write! Once you get the words down then you are good to go. It's insane and everyone who does it is a crazy fool, so since you're reading my blog, go go go: www.nanowrimo.org

Also, my own wordcount for Nano at the end of day one is 48. Lmao. I am in the process of writing still but I am having to work on coursework these first two weeks and its really important as it's my 3rd and final year. I know Nano will be on the backburner til I do that so unfortunately my count wont be as great for a while.

As for the other non important stuff. I hate coursework. I ticked off another one on my 21 list, but Ill let you guess what one that was. It is freaking colllllld. I like fireworks and I had an amazing Halloween weekend which I shall give you an update about eventually.

So yes. I just wanted to post about Nano really.

See yeeeee.

50 Books List

Hey guys,

As part of my 21 by 21 list, I had to read 50 books and post the finished list on the blog. Since I'm about to post the final results of my list, I'm putting my complete list of 50 books in a different post. So here you go, the 50 books I read!


1. Tempted by P.C. and Kristin Cast
2. The Book Of Tomorrow By Ceceila Ahern
3. Perfect Fifths By Megan McCafferty
4. Blue Bloods by Melissa De La Cruz
5. Looking for Alaska By John Green
6. Destinations by Sheila O'Flanagan
7. Masquerade by Melissa De La Cruz
8. Revelations by Melissa De La Cruz
9. The Van Alen Legacy by Melissa De La Cruz
10. Will Grayson, Will Grayson By John Green and David Levaithian
11. Guilty Pleasures by Laurell K Hamilton
12. Burned by P.C. and Kirsten Cast
13. The Laughing Corpse by Laurell K Hamilton
14. Ash by Malinda Lo
15. Circus of the Damned by Laurell K Hamilton
16. Paper Towns by John Green
17. Tithe by Holly Black
18. Alice in the country of Hearts 1 by Soumei Hoshino and Quinrose.
19. Simple Wishes by Lisa Dale
20. The Lunatic Cafe by Laurell K Hamilton
21. Bloody Bones by Laurell K Hamilton
22. Need by Carrie Jones
23. Captivate by Carrie Jones
24. Burnt Offerings By Laurell K Hamilton
25. Blue Moon by Laurell K Hamilton
26. Obsidian Butterfly by Laurell K Hamilton
27. Narcissus In Chains by Laurell K Hamilton
28. Cerulean Sins by Laurell K Hamilton
29. Incubus Dreams by Laurell K Hamilton
30. Danse Macabre by Laurell K Hamilton
31. The Harlequin by Laurell K Hamilton
32. Blood Noir by Laurell K Hamilton
33. Skin Trade By Laurell K Hamilton
34. Flirt by Laurell K Hamilton
35. Bullet by Laurell K Hamilton
36. Evernight by Claudia Gray
37. All The Things We Didn't Say By Sara Shepard
38. Young, loaded and fabulous by Kate Kingsley
39. The Good Divorce Guide By Cristina Odone
40. Micah and Strange Candy by Laurell K Hamilton
41. Breaking the Rules: Confessions of a Bad Girl by Cahterine Townsend
42. The Dirty Bits for Girls By India Knight
43. Sex and the City by Candace Bushnell
44. The Carrie Diaries by Candace Bushnell
45. The Sound of No Hands Clapping by Toby Young.
46. Gardens of Delight by Erica James
47. The Wedding Day by Catherine Alliott
48. Madam by Jenny Angell
49. A Scanner Darkly by Phillip K Dick
50. The Time Traveller's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger

I knew I'd be able to complete this list as I am an avid reader of literature and enjoy reading and loosing myself in different worlds. So yes, onto the final list!

Sami

A Month In Reflection

Today blog readers marks the end of Blog Everyday August (BEDA) and though it hasn't been a very exciting month, blogging gave me something to do with my day when things got boring.

I don't know if you've enjoyed reading this, but there have been comments here and there and from the Statistics I presume that you have but you're too lazy to comment. Regardless of your laziness I just want to thank you for even taking the time to read my blog and the inane ramblings I put out from day to day, it does mean something to me that people take the time to read it, so thanks and I hope that you will continue to follow me throughout the next while as more future husband letters are due and September is sure to be more exciting and I'll be around in November during NaNoWriMo.

This month you've learnt 10 rules for being human, amusing things about cats, things I have done and regret doing, you've learnt about books I enjoy reading and read a short story I wrote (Which has now become a fully fledged novel in my head, writing to be done when my laptop charger arrives as my research is on there). You've read a future husband letter and learnt about the statistics that you make up. And you also received a post that probably didn't make sense to any of you, but was more for my own benefit of getting how I felt out there. You've heard about my hardships of trying to find a job and clicked on links when I was too lazy myself to write blogs.

So in reflection, it hasn't been a bad month, just not very exciting. Tomorrow is September 1st, I have plans to enroll for my 3rd year of Uni and to see a friend who has been on holiday. Following that my temporary employment on 6th September as a tour guide will take place and then I fly out to England for my lovely friend Becca's Wedding and back again on the 12th where I have a family dinner for my birthday. The weekend after that I have my birthday party with friends to attend and then University starts. So it seems that I should have BEDS (Blogged Everyday September) instead as September holds way more plans than August ever did.

But, well it's a bit late now, August is done and over with and this is my last post for a while. So I'm going to leave you with a quote that has been relevant to this past month and will continue to be in the future so take heed and I hope to see you in September! Here's the quote:

"Everyday may not be good, but there's something good in everyday."

Carp.

So It's a bank holiday Monday and really bank holidays I think are kind of pointless, everything shuts down (well some of it) and you just laze about, its like an extra sunday for no reason.

Today I slept, ate, hung out with some friends, bought a mens leather belt for £1 as I apparantley dont fit into any jeans in existence without them falling down, had a BBQ and thats about it.

When I asked people for blog topic suggestions I got one crude attempt, one about how I should talk about the end of summer, one about how the bird is the word (no it really isnt and family guy sucks) and another about things that annoy me. So I decided I'd blog about all of htem in one of those random bullet point posts that make no sense. So here we go.

1. For me, Summer doesnt really end until mid-September around my birthday and appropriately, this year actually on my birthday is when classes start again, which is sucky but life goes on. So to be honest, while the weather might die down a bit now (who am I kidding, it never picked up, it's Northern Ireland), it technically isnt the end of summer.
2. The bird is not the word. The bird is a bird. It has wings and flies and will eat you for calling it a word, kthanxbye.
3. If I were to list everything that annoyed me here, the list would go on forever, so in order to shorten it here are a few things that annoy my life: the words 'hehe', when people stick their nose in your business when it isnt wanted, when people think they are funny but really arent, people who use and abuse your hospitality and kindness, people who blame other people for quite clearly, their mistakes.

So yeah, Im off now to do stuff like sleep and abuse facebook some more. Since this post was crap, go read this amazing graduation speech from JK Rowling, she's awesome.

Until tomorrow,
Sami

It's That Time Of Year Again.

It's that time of year again.

The one where the nights get dark and cold way early and you stick the lights and heating on as soon as you can. You climb into your woolly jammies and make hot chocolate and bring the blankets down and watch a movie.

And if you dare to adventure outside, it's that time of year where you wear a thick coat,a hat, a scarf, boots, maybe some gloves. It's not entirely winter, but the ground is thick with leaves of various different colours and sometimes you will feel good and you'll kick them up and dance about and others you will feel too cold and run for the door and the house and the safety and comfort of warmth and light.

It's that time of year again, where after messing about doing absolutely nothing all summer, things go back to normal and you have to get serious and knuckle down and do your work, so that come summer, you can afford to mess about and do nothing again. It's that serious, stressful time of year again where you might feel tired and cold and cant be bothered, but you have to be.

Mainly though, it's that time of year again that makes you nostalgic. Nostalgic for that time you watched the fireworks together. For that time where he gave you his jacket because you didn't wear one because you were trying to impress him with a nice outfit but forgot that it would be freezing. It's that time of year again where all the memories from all those years ago come flooding back.

It's that time of year again, where you wish that things hadn't changed so dramatically, or that at least you could be friends again. That time of year, when you dream about those times you shared together and wished you could be back there, young and innocent and in love with not really a care in the world, apart from for him, for you, for the two of you together.

It's that time of year again where you will look at the pictures and watch the videos of you two together and then you will cry about how he broke your heart and how you will never really be the same again. How you will never really be over him and how you still love and hate him at exactly the same time. And how it was easier when you didn't know where he was or what he was doing. Where ignorance truly was bliss.

But then after that time of year again, will come the next time of year, when once you've done all that, you'll remember the life you have now. And when you've watched the videos and had your cry, you will run into your best friends bedroom and tell her about him even though shes heard it a million times. And she will tell you that it's okay to be sad, because it's that time of year again. But if you didn't do the things you did after him, you wouldn't know her, or be where you are now. And then you'll smile and say 'Yeah I guess' and you'll go to bed and lie awake all night thinking about him.

And then come morning, after having not slept, you will sigh, get out of bed, make two cups of tea, take one to your best friend and crawl into bed beside her and forget about him and remember that it's that time of year again and that's okay. But you are in a better place now and that place contains loads of friends and family who care about you and whom you care about. And it contains places and fun times and new memories that you cherish just as much as the old ones. So you will drink your tea and forget about him and that it's that time of year again, because now, this new life, these new people and places are better than those old ones, they help move you forward in life.

And moving forward in life is what it's all about. Some people will come with you and others will stay in that time of year again and you will remember them when you feel the chill of the air, when you put on your thick coat and your hat and scarf and boots and gloves. But you will smile and laugh and climb on the bus and move forward.

Because even though it's that time of year again, you want to move forward and not back. Forward gives you more chances to be who you are, to meet somebody new and maybe next year, you will have better old memories. And though you won't forget about him, that time of year again won't always remind you of him. It will remind you of that crazy party you went to dressed as a mermaid and how you drank too much and had so much fun that you didn't even realise that it was that time of year again.

So forget about it and move forward. Your life is better now even if it is that time of year again.

How To Be Alone

Im not going to write much today. I discovered a youtube video yesterday that is touching and inspiring and I want to share it with you, it's entitled "How to Be Alone". I'm posting the transcript below, but if you want to watch the video (which Id recommend) then Click Here.

How To Be Alone By Tanya Davis
If you are at first lonely, be patient. If you've not been alone much, or if when you were, you weren't okay with it, then just wait. You'll find it's fine to be alone once you're embracing it.

We could start with the acceptable places, the bathroom, the coffee shop, the library. Where you can stall and read the paper, where you can get your caffeine fix and sit and stay there. Where you can browse the stacks and smell the books. You're not supposed to talk much anyway so it's safe there.

There's also the gym. If you're shy you could hang out with yourself in mirrors, you could put headphones in (guitar stroke).

And there's public transportation, because we all gotta go places.

And there's prayer and meditation. No one will think less if you're hanging with your breath seeking peace and salvation.

Start simple. Things you may have previously (electric guitar plucking) based on your avoid being alone principals.

The lunch counter. Where you will be surrounded by chow-downers. Employees who only have an hour and their spouses work across town and so they -- like you -- will be alone.

Resist the urge to hang out with your cell phone.

When you are comfortable with eat lunch and run, take yourself out for dinner. A restaurant with linen and silverware. You're no less intriguing a person when you're eating solo dessert to cleaning the whipped cream from the dish with your finger. In fact some people at full tables will wish they were where you were.

Go to the movies. Where it is dark and soothing. Alone in your seat amidst a fleeting community.
And then, take yourself out dancing to a club where no one knows you. Stand on the outside of the floor till the lights convince you more and more and the music shows you. Dance like no one's watching...because, they're probably not. And, if they are, assume it is with best of human intentions. The way bodies move genuinely to beats is, after all, gorgeous and affecting. Dance until you're sweating, and beads of perspiration remind you of life's best things, down your back like a brook of blessings.

Go to the woods alone, and the trees and squirrels will watch for you.
Go to an unfamiliar city, roam the streets, there're always statues to talk to and benches made for sitting give strangers a shared existence if only for a minute and these moments can be so uplifting and the conversations you get in by sitting alone on benches might've never happened had you not been there by yourself

Society is afraid of alonedom, like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements, like people must have problems if, after a while, nobody is dating them. but lonely is a freedom that breaths easy and weightless and lonely is healing if you make it.

You could stand, swathed by groups and mobs or hold hands with your partner, look both further and farther for the endless quest for company. But no one's in your head and by the time you translate your thoughts, some essence of them may be lost or perhaps it is just kept.

Perhaps in the interest of loving oneself, perhaps all those sappy slogans from preschool over to high school's groaning were tokens for holding the lonely at bay. Cuz if you're happy in your head than solitude is blessed and alone is okay.

It's okay if no one believes like you. All experience is unique, no one has the same synapses, can't think like you, for this be releived, keeps things interesting lifes magic things in reach.

And it doesn't mean you're not connected, that communitie's not present, just take the perspective you get from being one person in one head and feel the effects of it. take silence and respect it. if you have an art that needs a practice, stop neglecting it. if your family doesn't get you, or religious sect is not meant for you, don't obsess about it.

you could be in an instant surrounded if you needed it
If your heart is bleeding make the best of it
There is heat in freezing, be a testament.

Until tomorrow,
Sami

Italian phrase of the day = Dove abita? = Where do you live?

Sunshine and Shooting Stars

I'm guessing many of you went out last night to watch the Persids meteors and shooting stars. I didn't get a chance last night but they are still going so we're going out tonight to see them, so woot for that. I remember watching them this time last year with some friends n family, it was cool :). Make a wish!

Today was a good day as I travelled down to my beloved countryside for a job interview, which was the good news I recieved the other day. Nothing came of the interview I had last week but awk well, I'm hoping this one produces better results. Travelling takes a lot out of you sometimes but after about 2 years of doing so I think Im pretty much used to it.

So apart from enjoying the sunshine today, travelling, having a job interview and then lounging about this evening, Im going star hunting tonight. So I dont really have much to blog about but today I have a question for you readers, so please answer, it's important ;).

If you could choose to be an angel or a demon, what would you be? And what powers would you wield? Do you have a angel/name you'd like to be called?

Use your imaginations people,
Until tomorrow,
Sami

Italian phrase of the day= Ciao, Bella! = Hi, beautiful!

A short story.

Yesterday when I posted the link to my blog on facebook, I wrote "demons and stuff" and the title "the devil of desire" was a bit misleading I guess and a few of you were disappointed, expecting something more exciting. So I decided that I would write a story involving "The devil of desire". This is about a boy whos in school when she appears. So, enjoy.

She was beautiful. I swear she was.

I only caught a glimmer of her, I was too scared to come out from where I was hiding.

I know the irony of that sentence. But beauty can be scary at the best of times.

I am not sure what I expected the devil of desire to be, perhaps the word devil threw me off. When you think devil, you think, pure red body, horns sticking out of the top of their head, ugly face and just not pleasant to be around.

No, not this devil. She was beautiful.

She had long wavy chocolate brown hair that seem to be endless, though I am sure it stopped somewhere. Her eyes were big and bright and a light hazelnut brown. She had a seductive stare. She had a thin, petite and pale figure, but it somehow was beautifully fitting for her. You could trace her neckline and shoulders and her curves with your fingertips so easily. She looked seductive and fragile and yet her presence was so commanding, you couldn't help but stare at her.

Her voice was soft and seductive as if she promised all your sexual desires to come true with her voice. All she had to do was stare and say what she wanted from you and you would do it, you would do it for one night in her bed, with her. She made you want her. She made you want to do her bidding, no matter how evil or heartachingly awful it would be.

She wore a silk green dress with black trimmings that ended just above her knees and drew your attention to her pale white legs and down to her shoes. They were black lace high heels with a hint of the green from her dress. You could imagine her prancing around the bedroom in them, making you watch her as she went about doing what she did best, fulfilling your desires. She had yet to fulfill any of mine, though seeing her before my very own eyes had probably set the wheels in motion. It was her talent, I guess, if you didn't already desire her, to make you do so. I pity the man who attempts to fend her off also, more fool him.

I cannot remember why she appeared that night, I just remember everyone screaming and running and hiding, as if they knew not to meet her gaze, or watch her, or anything. But she had entranced a few of us and I was one of them, she had only appeared for a moment, twirling and dancing her way around the room trying to find what she had came for. A few of my peers tried to stop her but they simply fell at her feet. When she had found her prize, a big, dusty old book, she danced her way to the spot she had appeared from, she twirled around gracefully in her heels, with the book in her hands and spoke,

"I am T'an-mo" she paused, "And you will desire me".

With that, she disppeared, leaving behind a puff of green smoke and a perfume of fresh flowers.

Until tomorrow,
Sami

Italian phrase of the day= Io sonno una bambina = I am a girl.

Team Anita.

As I mentioned the other day, I was engrossed in a book. That book was one of the Anita Blake Vampire Hunter series. My best friend and housemate introduced me to the series after we took a notion for vampire books (yes that includes twilight, but others such as the house of night and blue bloods series :P). She had read this series long before Twilight ever hit the shelves and for a year went on about how it was so much better. So when I told her I intended to read 50 books this year, she suggested I read the series cause there is like 20. So I agreed.

I actually started this attempt in November but life was too hectic back then for me to actually get into the series. But when I finally had the time to sit down and read the books I actually took a great liking for them. I couldn't wait for her to give me them all so I could get through the entire series. And I agree with her that they are much better than Twilight. Yes they have vampires and werewolves as you cant have one without the other, but it is much better written and involves other wereanimals and things that you wouldn't believe.

It's violent and sexy at the same time and Laurell K Hamilton is an amazing author, so my respect goes out to her. I have now finished the series (well until another book is released) and I cant wait for the next one! I am actually quite sad that I have to put the books down and read another 15 different ones to complete my list haha. I just wanted to tell you guys about it and start spreading the word because it's actually very good and definitely a worthwhile read. I will say this though, it isn't for the faint-hearted or the squeamish or the prudes. It does involve a lot of grusome descriptions and a hell of a lot of sexy steamy scenes. So if it sounds like your cup of tea, then the first book in the series is called Guilty Pleasures and it's by Laurell K Hamilton.

So yes. That's all I wanted to share today. As a bit of an avid-reader (at the best of times) I wanted to pass on my knowledge to you other bookaholics. You'll thank me later! Enjoy!

Until tomorrow,
Sami

Italian phrase of the day = Arrivederci = Goodbye.
p.s. COMMENT RAWR.

Sometimes, I forget things.

Woooooooah. That was a lucky one. I have 30 mins to get this blog posted before it becomes tomorrow and I miss a day of BEDA. I think my forgetfulness is a sign of my growing old age haha.

And now that its gotten this late I have no idea what to blog about. Crapsicles. So my friend just popped up on msn and since he was being alive I asksed him what to blog about, his response was "blog about how the world is supposed to end in 2012 and how it's bullshit". When I told him I knew bugger all about it his next responses where as follows:

Write a poem about how useful paper is
Write a short story about Precilla the Meat Pie.
Talk about how unhealthy carbohydrates are in large quantities
Write three paragraphs about your favourite cloud.

So today's topics are as follows:

1. People are under the belief that the world will end in 2012. It won't. It was supposed to end in 2006. And whenever the solar eclipse happened and also when the millenium happened and aliens were coming to earth. We've made it this long I don't think just cause it's 2012 the world is going to end. Party at mine on 01/01/2013.
2. Paper is white, a wonderful sight, we can use it to write on and sometimes to shite on, paper is good, sometimes add sugar it can become food, paper is fine, this poem is so bad, pass me the wine!
3. Once upon a time there was a Pie, full of meat, called Priscilla. She had a boyfriend called Peter, who was a fork, shiny and silver. His best friend, Pierre was a knife, they cut her up and threw her in a tunnel of darkness. The End.
4. Carbodhydrates are bad in large quantities because they will clog your arteries and you will get fat and die.
5. My favourite cloud is white and fluffy and nice so I can sleep on it or make shapes out of it. I have no idea about clouds so three lines will have to suffice instead of paragraphs. Clouds are nice. But not when they are grey and rainy. White clouds are good.

So, yes, there you go, fun times. This was an interesting post, wasn't it?
Until tomorrow
Sami

Italian phrase of the day = Io sonno povero! = I am poor. (I think that's right anyway..)

BEDA

At least once a month every year, bloggers around the world choose a montht o Blog every day. I did it in November on my old blog about 2 years back. But now it is the turn of August. BEDA stands for Blog Everyday in August. This idea was started last year by author Maureen Johnson last year where bloggers and vloggers blogged/vlogged everyday in April but April didnt work out for many of them this year, so August was the alternative A.

Since I have failed at attempting to blog all that much recently and I have a 21-list to complete. Hopefully by blogging everyday in august, alongside the other bloggers, my blog-awareness will increase and fun times will be had.

At the end of other blogger's blogs, they write certain things that are currently going on, such as what colour nail polish they are wearing, how many burritos they have eaten or what their last google search was. I think this is a cute idea and I'm going to take it on board. But I want your ideas. What would you like to know at teh end of every blog for a month? A quote of the day? A cupcake of the day? Or something? Post your ideas in the comments and let me know if you are doing BEDA also.

I have also added links to the sidebar to bloggers I frequent and many of whom will be participating this month, so if you're bored, go give them a read.

Until Tomorrow!
Sami

One Moment At A Time.

So this entry is kind of a culmination of two previous posts. The one where I talked about the 88 truths of life and how comfort is an addiction. I went back and read those truths the other day and I found another one I enjoy which my friend also pointed out in the comments of that post. And it is this:

You never have to live for more than one moment at a time.

This one has been particularly useful to me the past few weeks as I've had a few ups and downs lately. The 2nd post that this entry relates to is the one where I wrote about being a writer. Or failing at being one. But finally, both of my posts have come to action. I live for moments at a time and I have finally written a poem! Although inspiration seems to strike me best in that state of half-awake-half-asleep but I managed to get it down before the land of nod takes over. It could probably still use a bit of work, but for your um, delight? I've decided to share it here with you. You'll maybe understand the moments part of it when you read it :P

Love me in a moment,
When time shall stand still,
As we gaze,
Deeply,
Longingly,
Lovingly,
Into each others eyes,
The windows of our souls,
As they intertwine,
Like your fingers,
Laced with mine,
As our hearts beat rapidly,
While lips caress,
Skin on skin,
And love fills,
The empty void,
Hidden deep within,
Then the clock [tick tock],
Ticks and it chimes,
As we fall together,
Apart,
You loved me in that moment,
Then you broke my heart.

Until next time,
Sami
:)