Dreams last for so long, even after you're gone.

How does a hot-air balloon fly?

When the air within the balloon is heated up to a higher pressure. When the air escapes the balloon, it lifts off the ground because the density of air in the balloon is lower than that of the surrounding air.

Maybe hot-air balloons have a lesson for us all. When we're under heat and pressure, we just want to fly up and get free. However, when we get into the air, we realise we've lost some of who we are and become hollower inside.

Dreams are lofty things, borne out of a heavy life. So be glad for the light life you have and don't burden it with dreams that are too high up.

You make me smile, maybe just for a while

Yes I am screwing up Colbie Caillat's lyrics. So sue me.

Emoticons carry much implicit meaning, I'm realising more and more as I think about the smile. Alright, let's not consider my IJ guides who epitomise the emoticon-overuser and send me an SMS with 15 smilies in it. Let us consider the normal applications of the smile, amid other much more mundane text, much like something "smilable-at" only has gravity within a day that is otherwise mundane or downright suboptimal.

Many things make you :D but few things make you :)

Because one can always laugh without being happy

Many things make you ^^ but few things make you :)

Because its easier to be happy with your eyes squeezed close

Many things make you :3 but few things make you :)

Because the things which you find adorable rarely bring you joy

And even when many things that made you :), few things make you :')

Because things can make you happy, but few can touch your heart.

Thank you if you have made me smile today,

its probably much more than I have ever done for you.

blog to work, work to blog.

Maybe its musing about the Katy Perry nail polish collection that has me thinking about this song:

If stars don't align, if you don't see the signs,

Wait for it.

One hundred percent, with every penny spent,

He'll be the one who finishes your sentences.

It's not like the movies, that's how it should be,

When's he's the one, he'll come undone,

And the world will stop spinning,

And it's just the beginning.

The problem with movies and stories and all that is that they have the power of saying "3 months later" or "ten years later". We invariably don't. Also, there is something so unspeakably powerful to being able to say "The story ends here and these are the lessons learnt." The reality is that in life, there is no "fast-forward" and there is no "pause" buttons. You cannot linger a little longer in the good stuff to remember how to feel, nor in the bad stuff to learn your lesson. Life trudges on and because the story never ends, the lessons never end too.

Oh well, time to go post happy stuff on my other blog.

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After seeing many-a-facebook-post on this, I finally decided to google that annoying song that keeps floating about my sister’s facebook page. Rawr, and I still try to tell myself I don’t miss her.

In any case, the mesh of being in Chicago and listening to that song leads you to strange arguments with yourself. I’ll admit that it is a beautiful song but…

1) If you get pulled into someone else’s gravity, the relationship will lose potential…right?

2) But then again, it is logical that you don’t want to fall further in because gravity will increase proportionally to the square of the distance from the object’s centre.

3) However, you don’t really “fall” into gravity right, fall implies a force that doesn’t change, meaning a constant acceleration. If we really consider this person having the gravity that the song purports, we need to consider the change in force with distance to the person.

4) In addition, you should technically be pulled together with the same force, hence its more of “falling together” not really “falling towards”…unless….

5) IT’S SAYING THAT I’M FAT D: /oversensitive emoness