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  • Mira’s Wedding Ceremony



    Hi! Stopping by just to post a little life update. Yesterday was Mira’s wedding ceremony. It was semi private, but we were invited to see it. It was only a small event since the reception will be held in May next year. Congratulations, Mira. So excited for you!

  • I Survive Chickenpox

    On mid November, my sister got infected by chickenpox. We still don’t know where she got it from, but she got well after 10 days. She now has a few scars on her face and more on her other body parts. She didn’t show any symptoms other than those little bumps (i.e. fever, fatigue, etc.) Well unfortunately for me (who hadn’t been infected), my immune system gave up and so I was infected too, right after my sister got well and started going to school again. My symptoms were the opposite of that my sister’s. I got high fever and fatigue, but I only had a few little bumps on my arms and legs. Now that I’m getting better, I’m so thankful that there is only one scar from the chicken pox (the rests are from pimples. Ha!)

    So glad to finally be able to walk outside the house and feel the sunshine on my skin. I love being healthy!

  • Catching Fire + An Abundance of Katherines

    The thing about getting to watch a movie on its first showing day is that you also get the pleasure of saying (or shouting, if you prefer) “What do you mean you haven’t seen Catching Fire? That movie is rad!” So, I have been pulling my hardest try to see every good movie on its premiere. It’s been that way since, like, two years ago or so.

    And of course I did that too for Catching Fire. Not only it was predicted to be a succesful movie, being the sequel to The Hunger Games that it is, but the whole series is also a special series for me. The Hunger Games was the first movie I watched together with A (we weren’t technically on a date back then, since we saw the movie together with other friends and we hadn’t confessed our feelings for each other, so-). It was actually me who dragged him into watching it and later into liking the trilogy. It’s super special.

    Catching Fire premiered in my country one day before the actual worldwide premiere schedule. People on Twitter were questioning it but I just grabbed a newspaper and there it was: Catching Fire was on. Luckily, I got two tickets for the afternoon show. A showed up a little late, but I didn’t miss any part of it.
    Boy was the movie almost exactly like what I had imagined it would be! It’s the perk of watching the first movie before reading the whole trilogy. I read the trilogy with the movie in mind; Jennifer Lawrence as Katniss, Josh Hutcherson as Peeta. That way, when I read Catching Fire, I could get a clear image on how the movie would be and then it all came true. Just like magic.
    And speaking of magic… (If you’re friends with me on Goodreads, you might have seen that I have stated this there) John Green is hands down the Albus Dumbledore in young adult fiction writing. That man is like wizard with his way of writing. I just finished An Abundance of Katherines and it left me with yet another John Green-gasm. Well, it’s still not as good as Looking for Alaska, but it is… significant.

    I think it’s the thing about John Green’s books; they’re significant. I’ve read a critic about them somewhere, saying that John Green has this boring plot in each of his book: a wallflower-kind-of boy and a girl with a there’s-no-other-girl-like-her personality whom said boy falls in love with. I agree with that, but we can’t put aside the fact that each of them is so significant that everytime you finish one book, you crave for another. Or so I feel.

    And now that I’ve read five out of six John Green’s books, I should probably hunt the last one. Also since Mockingjay willl not be released until next year, I think I’ll just sit here excitedly waiting for The Hobbit (13 Dec) and series 3 of Sherlock (which will air on the New Year’s Day! Finally!)

  • Lily is too…

    When I said that November felt like it had been going on forever, I meant it. I had to lose Billy at the beginning of this month. And, it breaks my heart to say it, I had to lose Lily too yesterday. Yes, Lily is gone too.

    Losing two wonderful little angels in less than a month make me think that I’m the worst pet owner in the whole universe. They were just 5 month old kittens. I feel sorry for Miss Molly that she had to lose her two kids because I couldn’t take care of them.

    Now I only have Miss Molly and Luna. I swear to God that I’m going to take care of them better from now on.

    Good bye, Lily. Now Billy can go chasing flies and you can watch him do that with your big eyes. I love you, sweetheart.

  • Dreams and Growing Up

    When I was younger, I used to dream about traveling around the world. I dreamt about graduating high school and getting a scholarship abroad. I dreamt about leaving on a jet plane, off into the sunset to the west and starting a new beginning out there.

    Then when I started studying in university, I still dreamt about traveling around the world, but at that time, my dream had changed. I wanted to travel the world alone. My first years in univeristy consisted of tons of teen angst, (I know, I know. It was weird since I was around 19 years old at that time, but perhaps I was a late bloomer because everything was worse at that time than it was in my earlier teenage stage.) and I kept thinking about moving out of my parents’ house to start my own life. I dreamt about leaving this city and travel the world around, hopefully without having to go back at all. Ha! Teen angst!

    Fast forward to three years later and here I am now as a 22 year old young woman. Do I still dream about traveling around the world? Why yes I do, of course I do. But that dream doesn’t seem as sweet as this new dream I have now: to live in peace. In that three year gap, a lot of things have happened; things that have turned my whole life upside down. All I want now is just some peace.

    I understand that it’s never good to give up on your dreams, but I’m sure about one thing: dreams keep shifting along the way. And when you grow up, you should understand and accept the fact that not all dreams are meant to come true. When you can’t make it happen, it doesn’t mean that your life ends. If it is meant to be, it will be.

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