The amount of unexpected kindness from strangers today brightened up my exhausted being - offering to carry my massive luggage every time the lift sign wasn’t in sight was just so wonderful. Stairs…I hated them today. Total hate.
Travel buddies.
1. My doodle planner/journal to write about the most random stuff in: about a satisfying meal, a guy with the perfect hair at the train station/airport or how beautiful a stranger’s laugh sounds like. Basically just about anything or anyone worth remembering. Yes, I’m sentimental like that.
2. “ Twenty years. Two people…” David Nicholls’ One Day is the one I’ll surely soak into for 16 hours or more.
25 years and still counting…
A video presentation I made for my parents’ silver wedding this 2nd of May (which I will blog about soon). Oh man, I’ve been so bad with keeping up with Tumblr lately.
I just can’t help myself.
I read to learn and to grow, to laugh
and to be motivated.
I read to understand things I’ve never
been exposed to.
I read when I’m crabby, when I’ve just
said monumentally dumb things to the
people I love.
I read for strength to help me when I
feel broken, discouraged, and afraid.
I read when I’m angry at the whole
world.
I read when everything is going right.
I read to find hope.
I read because I’m made up not just of
skin and bones, of sights, feelings,
and a deep need for chocolate, but I’m
also made up of words.
Words describe my thoughts and what’s
hidden in my heart.
Words are alive — when I’ve found a
story that I love, I read it again and
again, like playing a favorite song
over and over.
Reading isn’t passive — I enter the
story with the characters, breathe
their air, feel their frustrations,
scream at them to stop when they’re
about to do something stupid, cry with
them, laugh with them.
Reading for me, is spending time with a
friend.
A book is a friend.
You can never have too many.
Gary Paulsen
(via hellanne)
and 195 countries I have not visited.
Yet I am stuck in this insignificant town,
Being pressured into making decisions about my future,
When I barely even know who I am
Just happened to read my little 2011 memory notebook and just shaking my head at some of my entries. My present self just want to slap my old self upside the head though. haha
Behind the nervousness that I feel every interviews in the universities I applied in for September, are my happy stomach, my satisfied eyes, and a heart filled with new realizations about certain stuff pertaining to myself or other people.
We stayed at our Uncle’s (my mom’s cousin) house for a night and two days during our stay in Birmingham. They have three super kulit kids, Reiana, Jacobo (Kobe) and Julianna. And when I say makulit, I mean their house is a complete chaos when they’re hyperactive (especially in the morning). I’m just really impressed on how the couple manage to raise them up with patience and love despite of the stress from work, keeping the house tidy and giving the kids their needs and attention. They kind of remind me of my parents, most especially my Dad because his patience with us when we were kids is remarkable (and I can say that with conviction). Giving up your career to take care of your kids is not a simple sacrifice, not for a man.
I like kids. As a matter of fact, I don’t just like them, I love them! They brighten up a bad day with their smiles and laughter. However, realistically speaking, they also have a complete opposite effect at times. It’s not an easy job to be a good parent, as I’ve observed or even minding over a child for several hours. I believe it’s very challenging and it takes years of practice to gain the right skill and strategy needed to raise a kid properly.
Parents who are patient and loving towards their children are like heroes for me. Being able to study the theories about a child’s development stages and how crucial they are on a person’s personality in the future, I know that parents really play such a massive role in their child’s future character. It just breaks my heart knowing how some parents don’t seem to realise this.
But anyway! Yes, I had a lovely time with this lovely, lovely family. They took us to this international buffet for free! They only paid £14.00 because they said they had this groupon that was going to expire this Friday. Talking about timing, eh? I really enjoyed tasting different kinds of curry, never mind my flaming tongue! Also, they make such good salads. Different kinds. Variety really is the spice of life!
#NowPlaying: The End-Ellie Goulding
I just wish I knew the truth as to why I wait for you longer than the average person would and why I think about you more than I think one should.
Our bodies fit together like a makeshift puzzle. And It’s clear to see why you puzzle me, when you turn your frame and you whisper my name as though I am a burden. And I know, and I know this will happen again and again so let us pretend that this is the end, this is the end, this is the end.
