Some Things You Can't Buy

Money may buy the finest knowledge. But, wisdom is all around you to seek for free. What ever it may be, do not give up. Remember, it took a whole team of professionals to build the Titanic; whereas only one amateur to build the Ark.

With Love,
Natasha A. Juan

I Thank You. Yes. Y.O.U.

To:My father, my mother, my brother, my lover, my good friends, teachers, my dog; and everyone else whom I have crossed paths with.

I thank you, for the faith all of you had in me.

I thank you, for being the greatest teachers in life.

I thank you,  for the unconditional love and guidance and to have learned; that a mistake once made can be amended. I just need to forgive myself in order to move on.

I thank you, for despite my arrogance; you still stood by me until I can once think clearly again.

I thank you, for understanding me even when you couldn't accept the facts of what I have done.

I thank you  for the time spent on me.

I thank you, for how hard you have worked to give me a home; giving me the best you can, sparing yourself so little.

I thank you for; even when we are not together as a couple. You still treat me as a friend.

I thank you, for allowing me to be in my worst behavior despite my best. Yes, I have learned that;

although I have the right to be angry. I do not have the right to be cruel. Forgive me, if I had done so.

I thank you, for even when I have left you all alone for a day. You never loved me any less.

I thank you, for keeping me company, when instead there is some place you'd rather be.

I thank you, for viewing my blog and reading my shared thoughts.


Just so you know,I am not original (how can one be?). For what I am and have become NOW is bits and pieces of the people I've grown with and came to know, what I have learned; even through the right and wrong. I realize and appreciate all you have given and shared with me and I know by all means to say THANK YOU and I love you.=)

With much love from 'ME' your; daughter, sister, lover, friends, ex-girlfriend or even a complete stranger (to the readers),
Natasha A. Juan

Minutes Before Midnight

The first time we locked eyes.

The first time we had a walk in the park.

The first time you tried to tickle me.

The first time you made me laugh.

The first time you laughed with me.

The first time you held my hands.

The first time you hugged me.

The first time you walked with me under the rain.

The first time we kissed under the rain.

The first time we danced together.

The first time we layed on the beach together.

The first time we swam together.

The first time you said 'I love you'.

The first time I said 'I love you'.

But the time I recalled the most,

it was minutes before midnight to the New Year's.

You looked directly into my eyes,

and said,"Will you be with me,

until the end of days?''.

I smiled, and replied;

"I will let you know next year".

We heard fireworks and we went outside.

No fireworks near sight.

Nothing but, the most beautiful moon.

A man came to us out of nowhere and said,

"that is the Blue Moon, it only come out

every two and a half years".

We looked at each other and smiled,

then continued looking at the night sky.

The clocked struck twelve.

We kissed.

I whispered, "Happy New Year".

You whispered back, "Happy New Year, my love".

Then, I told you;

"I will gladly be with you, and spend til' the end

of days, with you".

Your face lit up, like a look a little kid has sitting under a the Christmas tree;

on Christmas morn'.


My heart, once badly bruised;

though never broken,

nor did it die.

Is now in perfect condition.


To all the Gods of Heaven and earth;

I will and forever be grateful,

for this man who found me,

is certainly heaven sent.

 To the man whom made it real for me, Happy Valentine's Day. I love you with all of my heart.

With all my loving,
Natasha A. Juan

Best Shots Of The Four Legged

 

With love,

Natasha A. Juan

Amused

Three Words

I Love You. These three words that I constantly  say to you. It is not because I want you or cannot live without you. It has nothing to do with me. No. I love what you are, what you do and how you try. I have seen your kindness and your strength. I most definitely have seen your best and have known your worst. I understand clearly what you are. You are indeed, one hell of a man.




Writing Typing in the name of love,
Natasha A. Juan

Battle Of My Own Sex

They say Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus. Men tend to say that women are complicated creatures and hard to be understood. Women say the exact same thing about men. Well the thing is, I am a woman. Yet, I find it hard to even understand; my own self. 

These two scantily clad people are my nenek moyangs (ancestors). Meet Adam and Eve. Oh. I bet you do know them. They are yours too.

My personal opinion? Men and women understand each other quite well. But, they/I/we/you/he/she might have a problem on accepting the facts.The fact on which we are just so different.

I used to say to my friends, " You don't have to accept everything, but, at least understand it". Saying it to them is pretty darn easy. Commencing it on my own, however, *sigh* is most definitely a challenge.

A confused, but, happy citizen from Venus,
Natasha A. Juan

Cult Films: Malaysian-ised

Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind

Malaysian-ised:

Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain

Malaysian-ised:

The Italian Job

  


















Malaysian-ised:

The Malaysian-ised photos are taken by Danial Radzmi.

Pretty darn cool, I have to say. Anyway, I just thought my findings are worth sharing. Thank you for viewing. Godspeed.

With love,
Natasha A. Juan

What 'He' Said That Made Me Rose

I couldn't find the words to express what was troubling me last night. It was just one of those days when I felt rather melancholic. Thinking to myself that it is not 'His' burden to carry; I kept on pushing him away when he kept on wondering "why?". I wanted to end the conversation, fearing my mood swings would affect the love that we already had. As I attempted to escape; he said this:

"don't you run from me my love.

 don't you ever do that.

 don't let me go further than you..

 be together with me..

 i do understand..

 how hard it is..

 to not feel my presence..

 there with you..

 love..

 survive

 please..

 stay strong..

 don't let your grips go..

 walk again.

 don't be hasty..

 for that day will come..

 without you realizing it..

 please..

 don't let go.

 if it bears so much burden to you, if it opens up your wounds,

 if it does no good for you, if it brought up so much pain to you.

 if its too harsh for you.. and if you have decided to go..

 you may go..

 love is not something pain, harsh, wounding, that burdens..

 love is.. love..

 love is fire..

 love is not love..

 which alters when alteration finds

 or bends with the remover to remove

 no! it is an ever fixed mark

 that looks on tempest

 and is never shaken

 it is the star to every wandering bark

 whose worth's unknown

 although his height to be taken.

 cuando amor no es locura, no es amor

 when love is not madness

 it is not love

 stay with me.. for the love we had..

 you may leave.. if it is not love you saw..

 my love..

 i am here with you..

 are you with me, my love?

 i am here to share all those madness

 you're in..

 bear it with you.

 solve them with you..

 no problems are without solutions..

 even if there was..

 remember this my love..

 remember this.

 sharing thoughts opinions are not debates on who is right or wrong..

 there no total answers to right or wrong; what could have been right, can be   wrong;

 what has been wrong all those times, might have been right all along

 it is all about.. which roads are you going to take.

 am i mad to do so?

 am i an idiot to have been in love with you?

 yes.. i am insane..

 for your love.

 and i love it.

 and i love you so.

 i love you."

Andreas D. Dasan

*For your information, I surrendered  myself by the first two lines, but I just kept quiet. My, oh, my, even during my darkest days, My Love; you somehow, *smiles to herself*  somehow  manage to make me fall in love with you even more.

With love,

Natasha A. Juan