Dandelions.

1946:He tugged her ponytail and put a beetle in her lunchbox. Tied her shoelaces together.Every chance He had, to hurt Her, he took it! She was the butt of ALL His jokes. When no one was looking,He slipped his peanut butter and jelly sandwich in Her school bag.
That Friday, she was laid in bed with a fever, He sent Her an anonymous package.
Inside, there was a tangerine lollypop(which happened to His favorite) and a dandelion! She blew its bristles.. and, wished her fever were gone.

1954:He asked her out on a date to the beach. She said she couldn’t go. Her Daddy said she was too young.So,He drew a picture of the setting sun, a thousand lapping waves, a dozen seagulls and brought the beach to her backyard.
He served her iced tea,hot-dogs,cola and gave her a dandelion! She blew the bristles…and, wished her Daddy would let her date.

1957:She had her first “heartbreak”. John left her for a ‘prettier’ girl. He socked John, and wrote Her a poem, telling her how beautiful she was, and gave her a dandelion! She blew the bristles….and, wished She were prettier.

1965:She felt used. Life was a roller-coaster ride with more downs than ups. He asked Her to marry him. She did, thinking her worries could build no more. That autumn the church bells rang merrily. He only saw pain in her eyes. He gave a dandelion and asked her to wish her worries away. She blew the bristles…and, wished her worries away.

2005:Four grandchildren. Wrinkled and happy. He held Her hand as they walked in the park, reminiscing the memories of the past. Every joke, fight, argument and second of their togetherness. He plucked a dandelion and gave it to her. She smiled at Him and, blew the bristles into the sunset… and, She wished, for a tangerine lollypop!

A toast to Yellow.

Yellow everyone. (Bad pun but hey! I'm allowed to..for the sake of the Title)
"Look at the stars

Look how they shine for you
And everything you doYeah,they were all yellow... "

- Coldplay
" We all live in the yellow submarine
Yellow submarine,yellow submarine
We all live in the yellow submarine
Yellow submarine,yellow submarine "
- The Beatles

"Late last night
I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Took my girl away..."
- The Counting Crows

It also reminds me of sunflowers, Spongebob and a bright future. :^)

Half past 11:40pm.

It'd been a cloying weekend with nothing but plenty of sleep and appetizing unhealthy food. sigh.
It's been this way at every moment and I have clung to this feeling throughout my formative years with the tenacity of a limpet and drive every friend mad by grilling my grief into them. Ha!
However,the good stuff that I could possibly recall from the past three days and remind myself that I was an exceptionally lucky person in-spite of my so called 'uninteresting' life at some point, is for the following reasons :

1. My unbounded enthusiasm in giving P the Lucky Luke comics. And the elated response. She loved it.
Woo-hoo!
2. A new story on the docket. The thrills! I tell you.
3. Raiding the comic book shelves at Landmark and buying myself a hill of Archie comics.
4. Mom saying that she'd got me this gorgeous pair of shoes from one of the local shoe stores in Dubai. My first pair of heels ever. Manolo Blahnik she said. Sweet!Made my day.
5. Impassioned and powerful planning on 'Things to do' with Best Friend, C.
6.Dad's shopping junket with us.
7.Lastly, my blogging again. After all these months.

Signing off now.
Must add. It sure is a marvelous feeling to look at the comforting prospect of things.
:^)