Valetudinarians are recommended

Bad days.

Those days that seem like any other average day. That is, until they hit you right smack in the face. They are also quite capable in kicking you right in the nuts. Your typical bad day would be unexpected, unanticipated, and sudden. Unless you are Spiderman and you have Spidey Senses. Bad days are most attracted to moments where you are absolutely at loss or spaced out, which is when they most prefer to attack. They have only one known strategy, which is "Leave no man alive". Thus, most victims tend to end up mentally unstable and with very low self-confidence. In certain cases, the victims are found hanging on to life by a thread.

So far, a solution for this cronic issue has not been discovered. Hence, the only resolution is to deal with this shit.

In her pellucid prose

In Physics, we learn that sensitivity is the ability of a measuring instrument to detect small changes.
But sometimes that's not it.

An entity of nonexistence

When was the last time you played a game of Snap?

I find that life quite resembles a stack of Snap cards. You have your players; friends, family, loved ones, unloved ones. The cards are dealt, face down. In such a sense that you never what's heading your way. Never knowing what the next card could be, it leaves you dumbfounded. At least until you unfold the cars one by one. The mismatched pairs that you faze across are not unlike the problems you have to deal with in life you come across. You might pass them quick or slow but you still cope with it no matter what. Even so, you look for that certain special pair where you can yell "Snap!" after those countless mismatched pairs.
Just like how we wait for our opportunities in life.

We chase misprinted lies

If there was spring here, I would find a nice big tree and lie under it.
Would you lie with me?

Did you hear the alpha cry?

I dare say that life feels somewhat like a routine nowadays. Walking down the beaten path as time races by. Feeling powerless for I am unable to break free of the straight gravel stream. To run out towards the trees outside the path most taken.

Then again, I might just end up lost in the woods.
Thus, I wait for something to happen. Or arrive as the picture suggests.

Because I whisper of untold truths

I'm actually craving for ice cream.
My mouth waters, in other words, I'm drooling.

I'm runnning out of catchy titles.

I swear to Mother Earth that the Ukulele is the most friggin awesome instrument in the world. I think I might offend and declare war with all guitarists with this statement but oh well; THE UKULELE IS SO AWESOME, it even beats the guitar.

By the way, this song is an old favourite of mine. It should be yours too (:

Lace and things are such flings.

You know what frustrates me so?

Let's say, you and this certain someone just click when you're talking on the phone or texting. In hopes of furthering this awesome clickiness, both of you decide to meet up face to face, person to person, no technology barricade whatsoever. But somehow this outing doesn't live up to the expectations you've created during this whole gimmick. Thus, this whole outing shit just turns out BLEH, where both of you don't seem to find that connection and everything just turns out to be awkward and boring. And after all this, I could only sum everything up with a monotonous "Bleh."

Yes, it frustrates me so.

Champagne Supernova