big girls don't cry

its hard to determine if I'm 20 turning 21
or
20 turning 13.

it seems to me that i rather indulge in ice cream and live with curfews
than pay for ice cream and give curfews.

it never occurred to me how important it is to cherish your youth
i know this may sound a wee bit dramatic since I'm merely turning 21..
but still..i never gave thought to the issue, and not once did i understand the meaning of responsibility.

i dread the birthdays to come,
where forever i will always be treated
with expectations to that of an adult.

goals,success and failures.

heartbreaks,betrayals and love.
denial and reality.

Ok Janna.
next stop, 30.

playmates and lovers

you're there standing with your arms wide open,

constantly holding on to a smile,

giving more than is ever needed,

believing despite the hurt.

yet

I'm blinded by self loathe and blind to your sacrifices

why do i always push you away even when i need you most.

baby,i'll take me some baby steps to setting it right.

Be a lil more patient ,have a lil more confidence

cos i know i'll get there.

we began our day a tad behind schedule

with me being late again :( yet somehow, he took the fall for me .
basking and baking

caught a lil glimpse of heaven
and a lil ray of hope


indeed a day filled with

aplenty :)