Seasons of emotions

It is true, that human’s feelings are not forever. Things get in and out of place anytime they want to. It is not within our reach to control what we have nor what we want. We could only pray, for only God has the power to give you what you want. Don’t be too confident when someone tells you they like you, because, like seasons, feelings changes too.

Many people in this world are constantly struggling to find a peace of mind amongst their habitats. The feeling of acceptance from peers, the constant thought to giving satisfaction to the people around us. Our reasons to allow our actions be in an act of introversion stalls us to never step out from the comfort zone. We feel safe and secure. The thought of having to widen the network sometimes scare the hell out of certain people. Meeting new people will strike many thoughts to the mind, such as, ‘Will they like me?’ or ‘Am I popular enough to join this group?’ Sad to say, these people are the ones that will either end up having emotional moments, or they will end up being called weird by majority, and probably living in a screwed up life. I’ve always believed that it is crucial to love yourself first before your friends for you never know when your friends might abandon you but you know you wont abandon yourself, ever.

I’ve seen many people, acting their way through thick and thin, beating the odds and even just to get accepted in a group they thought to be ‘cool’ where I don’t find it cool by any means. Cool in this context means popular and loved by all but the insides are dark and scary. Cool people get back-stabbed by other cool people, cool people get dumped out of the cool group and then begs to be accepted back into the cool group. I mean, why do people want to be cool so badly?  The false love messages from one another, when the next day, you might just find out that they are not talking, again. Groups like these are just BS sometimes. Unstable friendships and false trusts which may ruin good opportunities ahead. Desperate people may even abandon their families and good friends to pursue something that they might not even know for how long it will last, something unreal and materialistic.  I guess I’m very fortunate to find my little circle of friends, who were there for me through everything. Although they aren’t cool, nor popular, I’m happy for our relationship is true and stable. Its the sincereness that counts, not the money nor popularity. You know you’ve found the right group of friends when your mum stop calling you when you’re not home past midnight, because she trusts your friends. Good friends need not be cool. They just need to be there.

Sometimes, I wonder how do people find the will to satisfy others that made them suffered depressingly. Frankly speaking, I can’t. I feel sorry to myself.  James 2:8 says, we should love our neighbor as ourselves. So, start loving yourself first before you love others, so that you could imply a right concept of love towards your neighbor. True friends accept who you are, and you don’t have to change yourself to satisfy them.  [ 3V07 ]

Santorini

This is the place, that I once saw when I was still a girl, on a Taiwan TV series titled ‘Aegean Sea’. My childish mind thought this place was rather too dreamy to exist. It looked like the Lego-toy houses that I’ve been building since young. Everything seemed too perfect. I’ve been keeping the reflection that this place was just a director’s fantastic illusion. To me, this place is more beautiful than a dream to fully exist. It’s simply magical.  The vague pictures of the place etched in a small part of my brain ever since, but when i browsed through a blog  I frequent (axioo.com) about Santorini few days back, I realized that this isn’t just a dream. This is reality. This is life. This is in the world. This is in the planet I’m currently living in. The white buildings, the deep blue sea, the rocks that surrounds the island and the mountainous engineering of buildings.  I ask God, is this place for real? For me, it seemed too real to even exist properly in my mind. To me, it had been an altered image, a false message of its existence. The feeling of something hypothetical, suddenly becoming so genuine, the real existence of a sumptuous place. The world has more meaning now. I let my imagination flow, seeing myself lying on the floor edge, feeling the wind blowing from the Aegen sea. This would be the place of romanticism. The beginning and the ending of a sentimental love story. On my honeymoon, I would love to visit this place, if it doesn’t allow me to stay there permanently. Santorini is a must-visit place before anyone dies. It’s too beautiful to leave the world without seeing this place personally.

The crowded placement of buildings simply created a maze of heart-floundering moment. The significance of blue, true life.

Who won’t wanna get married in this place? Blue sea, pretty sky, romantic air and near God.

I seriously don’t mind camping out at nights, all I need is thick blankets and sweet dreams.

This place should be renamed as Romance, because romance will exist independently, and evidently.  x

* photos are taken from www.axioo.com *

Graduation

I was out of town for the weekend, to attend my brother’s graduation ceremony in the neighboring country. The week before, he seemed excited, planning around where to get his photo-shoot and his graduation robes. I do not understand why he was so excited. And there I was, driving the long stretch of  130km to reach his campus with my parents, feeling hungry, lethargic and lazy. The only thing I would wanna do is to check in the hotel and lay down for the rest of the day. Of course, a day out of town is never meant to be relaxing. We were invited by my brother’s girlfriend, Jenny and her parents for lunch at a Chinese restaurant. The four adults chatted their way through while we, ‘kids’ just focused totally on our food. After our thankful lunch, we were asked to go to the studio for a family portrait shoot, and I just realize that being a model is really tough work. Angles and directions are so precise that an error of 1 degree would be noticeable by the photographer. We stayed at the studio for about an hour, when I thought I can finally go home and take a nap. To my knowledge, I had to quickly shower and prepare to go to the campus already since the ceremony starts at 6.30pm (weird graduation ceremony to be held at night!).  The whole ceremony wasn’t that boring, because it ended quite quickly, presenting graduation certificates to undergraduates and graduates only. Diploma and other certificates were presented the day before already. I can see my happy parents, feeling so proud of my brother, probably cos he’s the first one in my family to graduate, and probably the first grandchild of both parent’s side to graduate.

Jenny’s parents, together with us.

My brother and I

A man who’s really aged. I thought his hairstyle looked cute :) He must be so proud of his whosoever, able to witness the graduation even at such an old age.

After witnessing how graduation is like, I myself can’t wait for my turn. The happy and joyous moment, the ticket to self suffice and the start of responsibilities, work, life and decisions… and I just realized, my brother is already a grown man. I have to wait for about 18 more months for my turn to graduate.

I want this

Can some samarithan please give me this?!

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