'96. I love books, music and Justin Bieber. May the odds be ever in your favor. x

#635
20120317 @ Saturday, March 17, 2012

Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum
 What happens when you find out that you probably only get to see one of your closest friends only once a year, or not even at all? You wish her the best and you tell her that God has a purpose for her there. You also tell her that there's always Facebook, Twitter, Skype and Tumblr to keep in touch, and then there's the letters we send each other. Actually, this was what I said : 


  • "Well, all wants aside. God probably has a job for you there, perhaps that's why you're sent there. It's a good experience
    Though you may miss your friends and KL, you'll get new ones and that's a good thing. It might just give you a better perspective of things, and who knows you might just find your hubby there 
    We can all always keep in touch through Skype. My mum's bestfriend went to Australia when they were 15 and they kept in touch through email and letters, they're as close now as they were then. With the technology now, I bet you can still keep in touch with your friends. It may be a different kind of relationship but it shows who really were your friends.
    I guess maybe it's cause everyone says don't go, including myself that we lose sight of what good might lay there for you."

It's impeccably sad that I don't get to see her until Christmas or maybe even next year. Well it doesn't matter, she'll survive it. 




#634
Saturday, March 17, 2012
What makes us scrawl song lyrics everywhere? Tattoo them in your memory, on your skin. All over notebooks and blogs, pictures, memories. They get into everything. They're fanned over all the books I've ever read. Sometimes it's not necessarily the words that were written, it was the way it was sung. Either way, they become memorable, and we put them everywhere we can. I'm not sure why.