“If you can make a woman laugh, you can make her do anything.”

I think so too.

Credits Bubzbeauty

Jeep

He was more than someone who was ordinary.  He was a like a old friend, but it never felt like an old friend. He makes her laugh so much that she didn't mind losing herself. He's an actor but she was better an actress. They would sit by a cafe and act like complete strangers trying to meet each other for the first time. They would laugh and continue acting. He showed her that it was the kind of small things that means everything. 

He knew how to read her emotions. She was like a book to him. He always made sure she brought her smile around.He listened. She talked. They could go on for hours and dates but it never felt like enough. She never knew how amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that goes on in her head. They bickered mostly, in weird dialect and funny foreign language but they both understood. He took great care of her. She never had to worry about losing her way, or losing her heart. He took greater care of her mother. He will never understand how good that makes her feel.

She never knew how to handle love. She enjoys relationship but love terrifies her. He didn't care about how she felt. He didn't care about her assumptions and fears. He showed her something more important than any of those things. He showed her that she was a part of his life. He makes it hard for her because she knew deep down that it would be hard for anyone to replace him. 

She knew that no one else even comes a close second. 

Life

It's impossible to deny how much I miss typing in this space.

School has been really tough recently struggling between 10 modules and 4 hours of sleep most weekdays.

Some days when I feel like writing, words just don't flow like the rain.

Maybe tonight is one of those nights, after deleting a chunk of uninteresting facts about my school life.

It's not all that pretty on my blog but well I think life isn't suppose to be that pretty.

Through busy mondays and long fridays you scream how TGIF feels.

Through dateline and assignments, you thank those little moments you get to pick up that novel you had no time to caress. 

Through classmates and schoolmates,you realise how precious it is to be fully comfortable around your clique.

Through bad days and tough times, you appreciate the warm hugs and short dinners. 

It's rather a struggle in school, but looking at where I have come so far,

I think there's nothing more than another war that I can't fight.

I was never the winner but I think I make a good fighter.

And that, is good enough for me.

Peter Platter

This rain is beautiful
This sound of the pitter-patter
This sweet smell of dew
This cold breeze that kisses my cheeks
This song that's playing on my playlist
This freshly brewed tea on the wooden brown table
This colour on the wall
This pyjamas that feels like nothing
This bolster that provides warmth
This night is beautiful

It should be beautiful

Death

So what do you think of the title of my post the moment you read it?

Tears? Pain? Anguish?

So...recently I have attended a talk in school and there was a part of the talk that really cling onto my memory for the longest period of time.

Experiencing death of our loved ones at our age seems inevitable and extremely painful because everything becomes so transparent.

Funerals used to be places where younger us just sit and enjoy sweets but now it's difficult to pass one without leaving the place heavy-hearted.
Most of us know that death is never easy to be left behind but who actually thinks about death?


 Spare a few minutes and watch this. I promise you will not regret.

    

"Two of the most valuable thing we have is time and our relationship with people.
In our age of increasing distraction, it's more important than ever to find ways to maintain perspective and remember that life is brief and tender.

Death is something that was always discouraged to talk about or even think about but i realisd that preparing for death is one of the empowering thing to do.
Thinking of death clarifies your life."

-- Candy Chang

Many at times we spend too much time rushing for datelines, we get caught up with the assignment and meeting schedules that we lose track of time.
It's never easy to balance out that work life/school life in this competitive society but always always ask yourself this.
"What really matter as you grow and change?"


Before I die,
I want to use my time to share love and pass on the joy of loving.
I want to have a beautiful family of my own.
(And after the video... I want to visit New Orleans!!!!!!!!!!!!)


Now, what about you?