Okay. So someone sent me this letter. It was really unprecedented and I wasn’t prepared for what it contained. It has been so long since I received a letter this personal. I was overwhelmed and honestly, very much at lost after reading it.
I decided to share only these bit to you guys since the letter was really very long. I chose this because these are the parts that affected me the most while reading. Plus, these phrases and sentences are to good to pass. I thought that everyone deserves a chance to take in my friend’s wise words. Some parts were a little too personal to share so I purposely cut and blurred them.
Anyways, all I could say was thank you. I don’t know how to voice out my gratitude that would be enough to describe how thankful I am for this. This letter was really a treasure, and it made the start of my 2013 extra special.
Thank you, AJ. You know you’re awesome.
Almost done reading this book. Started with it just this morning. I swear, this one is truly heart-breaking. I am a mess with all the emotions it triggered. I think I can just relate so much. It’s a good thing I never tried reading it in public.
Book review coming up it a bit. :)
“Ernest Hemingway once won a bet by crafting a six-word short story, that can make people cry. Here it is.”
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The magical power of words is amazing. And this is one of the best evidences of how writing can move us in unexpected ways. Even with only six words arranged in a simple manner, Hemingway was able to tear through readers’ hearts and manage to unleash such strong and drastic emotions.
You might say that I am overreacting seeing as I haven’t yet experienced the heart-wrenching grief of a mother who lost a child. Nevertheless, these words still struck me with as much same intensity. I really admire people who have this talent of crafting and stringing together words that would make such great impact on every person.
So because I keep seeing so much Doctor Who posts on my dash, I suddenly missed it so bad and I decided to watch it again. It was okay at the beginning and the next few episode, I guess.
But then I got to the Doomsday episode, and voila! LOOK AT MY EYES! JUST LOOK AT THEM! They are all red and puffy from all the crying. It’s my third time watching this episode and yet, I cannot help but shed so many tears. Why can’t the Doctor be happy with Rose forever? Oh, I know what will happen in Season 4, but still, all the emotions. The pain and the loss of the Doctor, and the hurt and despair of Rose. UGH. It’s just too much. Now I can’t go out of my room because I don’t want to explain why my eyes are like this. It’s like I have a mild sore eyes of some sort. Gaaah.
Oh well, I still think it’s worth it. I’m going to continue watching all the seasons because I cannot wait for stupid Moffat’s new episode. :|
flux, n.
The natural state. Our moods change. Our lives change. Our feelings for each other change. Our bearings change. The song changes. The air changes. The temperature of the shower changes.
Accept this. We must accept this.
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Find Me - Boyce Avenue
Find me, here in your arms
Now I’m wondering where you’ve always been
Blindly, I came to you
Knowing you’d breathe new life from within
Can’t get enough of you..
Well, count me in that ship, ‘cause the whole Christmas vacation, I have been up and sleeping at 5am. And it’s not because I’m busy doing school work or whatnots. I just cannot sleep. I feel lonely and useless and whatever. Why? I don’t know. And that’s why it sucks. I mean, I don’t have any good reasons to feel like this. It’s just that there is always that hollow feeling inside me like everything is not going to work out fine, like all the negative feelings inside me suddenly explodes. I hate this. I really really do. A while ago, I thought that for the first time, I would be able to sleep early. I went to bed at 10pm and was drawn to slumber. Imagine my irritation when I woke up, looked at the clock and saw that it was just 2am. I am fucked. Now, I am so so awake and alive. I don’t know what to do with my life anymore. I hate this certain time of the day. It is when I contemplate about things and usually feel more alone and lonely. Damn. I think I need sleeping pills but I don’t know how to tell my parents.
Tonight as lovers feast
Over candle-lit tables
And silks of crimson wine
As families all over the world
Exchange merry greetings
Of this yuletide festivity
My mind wanders off
To a fragment of time
When I still can spare a smile
When my heart is still able to feel
Every blissful moment of life
Now, I’m just an empty vessel
Floating carelessly
Hoping to find some place
That would bring me back to existence.
Love is a serious word, a very big word. Don’t just go around saying it randomly to every person you come across. It may be a big deal to others, you know. Some people may believe it. Some people may hang on to your word. I’m not saying that people should never utter the words “I love you”. I’m just saying that a person must be sure about the feelings these words go with. If not, it may lead to serious trouble. Misunderstandings are scary when they go out of hand. So, be careful with your words. Think before you do. Think twice before you let these words come out of your mouth. It isn’t nice to hurt people by not meaning what you say.
