RELATIONSHIPS

This weekend some friends and i got together. Before the meeting, we had all been feeling pretty depressed. I had been alone in my room for the past week with twitter and calls from home as company. Of course my friends and I try to see each other as much as possible, but we live poles apart and sometimes it is hard to even set up a lunch date we are just so 'busy.'

So this weekend, Friday to be exact, i get a call from my girl, its about 2pm and already i'm in bed :(. she comes down to 'save' me and before i can even say anything, she calls this our 'cheer up session.' she too needed 'saving.' within a few hours, our other friend joins us, and the mission for junk food begins:) 

We spent the whole weekend together, being loud and girly, stupid and crazy and singing along to some of our favourite jams ---> To cut a long story short, we had a great time --> WITH EACH OTHER!!

What is  the moral of the story?

As women of this age, we get so 'busy.' It is so easy to wrap ourselves up in our own projects and forget what matters. We have goals, dreams and work, be it school work or work in the 'real' world. we fall into the new age 'Powerful Woman' pressure and try to be independent beyond our means. It is great to be independent, to feel like we need no one and can exist on our own. But far greater, is being with those who matter to us, having those people who will come running just because of the tone of your voice. It becomes so easy to forget about these people, but after this weekend, my advice to myself, is to as much as I nurture my books, to also nurture my relationships...

POETRY!!

ah, this is my formal apology, have a technical problem that's been keeping me from my baby (blog) so I have decided to apologise with a lil poetry, hope someone/anyone out there still enjoys poetry,lols. this I wrote myself... some time back, have not had time to write, so in the meantime - - - here goes.

Seasons Change...

Spring
In the spring of our love
The sky, so blue
Gave our love a chance
The flowers, bright and cheery
Forced us to take it all in our stride
The growth, so sturdy yet delicate
Convinced us that we would grow too
So we whimpered daily
Facing our separate ways...

Summer
In the summer of our love
The heat seemed to keep us together
The rains, strong and rapid
Forcing a calming union between our bodies
The days, so long
Permitting us time to be together
For every night
We had to go our separate ways...

Autumn
In the autumn of our love
The leaves seemed to fall about us
Like pieces of our souls diminishing, separately
The trees so bare
Forcing me to see this love for what it is
The grass, now colourless
Compelling me to deal with our now isolated worlds
As we set out, on our separate ways...

Winter
In the winter of our love
The cold seemed to suffocate us
Leaving us, each craving space to exhale
The snow, so arctic
Forced a coldness between us
The days, mingy with their hours
Left us little time together
And we welcomed the chance
To go our separate ways...

And so the seasons changed
With the birth of our love in the spring
The climax in the summer
Deterioration in the autumn

And in the unforgiving winter
Our love died...