This month, I finished reading 7 books and I think I'd like to write down the quotes from these really wonderful books.


The Help -  Kathryn Stocket

♥  You is kind.  You is smart.  You is important
♥  All I'm saying is, kindness have no boundaries
♥  That's the way prayer do. It's like electricity, it keep things going.


Between shades of Grey - Ruta Sepetys

♥  You stand for what is right, Lina, without the expectation of gratitude or reward.
♥  Sometimes kindness can be delivered in a clumsy way.
♥  A wrongdoing doesn't give us the right to do wrong.


House Rules - Jodi Picoult

♥  But I do.  A part of being social means being civil to someone you don't like.  That's stupid.  It's a huge world.  Why not get up and walk away?
♥  Sometimes I think the human heart is just a simple shelf.  There's only so much you can pile onto it before something falls off an edge and you are left to pick up the pieces.
♥  The expression on people's faces are not always reflections of how they feel inside.


Before I fall - Lauren Oliver

♥  Hope keeps you alive
♥  That's the thing about best friends.  That's the way they do.  They keep you from spinning off the edge.


The Choice - Suzanne Woods Fisher

♥  Feelings follow intention
♥  God's loyol love couldn't have run out, his merciful love couldn't have dried up.  They're created new every morning.  How great your faithfulness!


Sister - Rosamund Lupton

♥  Nothin is as lonely as a phone that didn't ring.
♥  Time stops making any sense when someone you love has died.
♥  Our mind is who we are; it's where we feel and think and believe.  It's where we have love and hate and faith and passion.

stats

I have read 7 books since the beginning of the year

I downloaded 6 of my favorite movies and put  them safely in my device

• Amelie
• The Breakfast Club
• Fiddler on the roof
• Juno
• Mighty Ducks 2
• Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist

I have watched Nick and Norah about 7 times in the past month and mostly same number for the  Breakfast club

I have seen Midnight in Paris 4 times and have decided to go visit the place someday

I listen to Lenka and Adele and Taylor Swift every single day, with a bit of Alphabeat in between.

This basically says I have no life.  I like it though.  I like books and movies and music.  I love putting my headset on and getting lost on other people's imagination.  Now if you'll excuse me,  I have Jane Austen to re-read and the Help to watch. 

sometimes

sometimes friendships are curious things.

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that moment

You know that moment when you cannot help but think you are getting older and there is nothing you can do about it? I am in that space.

I am not thinking any particular thing. Nothing specific, my mind is just doodles of thoughts and notes and stuff that is not even solid.

I havent been sleeping well the past few weeks. Not good. I read to kill time and to stop my wandering mind from running wild again. Reading is good for me. It is something to do. An escape.

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Rafael Aiden

On January 7, my friend Bianca gave birth to a very cute and healthy baby boy! 

     here he is being all cutiepatootie

                  with his mama :)

        and of course one with tita G! 

         the gang when we came to visit 

          the gorgeous baby and mama

Rafael,

Welcome to this crazy world. It should be fun! :)

Luv,

from all of us

Written with Werdsmith.

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Seeking Wisdom [Repost]

I have been following The Wild and Wily ways of a brunette bombshell since forever and just this week she posted something really nice in her blog which I will now repost here. :)

Original text came from this blog.



Dear Sugar,



I read your column religiously. I’m 22. From what I can tell by your writing, you’re in your early 40s. My question is short and sweet: what would you tell your 20-something self if you could talk to her now?Love,


Seeking Wisdom





Dear Seeking Wisdom,

Stop worrying about whether you’re fat. You’re not fat. Or rather, you’re sometimes a little bit fat, but who gives a shit? There is nothing more boring and fruitless than a woman lamenting the fact that her stomach is round. Feed yourself. Literally. The sort of people worthy of your love will love you more for this, sweet pea.

In the middle of the night in the middle of your twenties when your best woman friend crawls naked into your bed, straddles you, and says, You should run away from me before I devour you, believe her.

You are not a terrible person for wanting to break up with someone you love. You don’t need a reason to leave. Wanting to leave is enough. Leaving doesn’t mean you’re incapable of real love or that you’ll never love anyone else again. It doesn’t mean you’re morally bankrupt or psychologically demented or a nymphomaniac. It means you wish to change the terms of one particular relationship. That’s all. Be brave enough to break your own heart.

When that really sweet but fucked up gay couple invites you over to their cool apartment to do ecstasy with them, say no.

There are some things you can’t understand yet. Your life will be a great and continuous unfolding. It’s good you’ve worked hard to resolve childhood issues while in your twenties, but understand that what you resolve will need to be resolved again. And again. You will come to know things that can only be known with the wisdom of age and the grace of years. Most of those things will have to do with forgiveness.

One evening you will be rolling around on the wooden floor of your apartment with a man who will tell you he doesn’t have a condom. You will smile in this spunky way that you think is hot and tell him to fuck you anyway. This will be a mistake for which you alone will pay.


Don’t lament so much about how your career is going to turn out. You don’t have a career. You have a life. Do the work. Keep the faith. Be true blue. You are a writer because you write. Keep writing and quit your bitching. Your book has a birthday. You don’t know what it is yet.

You cannot convince people to love you. This is an absolute rule. No one will ever give you love because you want him or her to give it. Real love moves freely in both directions. Don’t waste your time on anything else.

Most things will be okay eventually, but not everything will be. Sometimes you’ll put up a good fight and lose. Sometimes you’ll hold on really hard and realize there is no choice but to let go. Acceptance is a small, quiet room.

One hot afternoon during the era in which you’ve gotten yourself ridiculously tangled up with heroin you will be riding the bus and thinking what a worthless piece of crap you are when a little girl will get on the bus holding the strings of two purple balloons. She’ll offer you one of the balloons, but you won’t take it because you believe you no longer have a right to such tiny beautiful things. You’re wrong. You do.

Your assumptions about the lives of others are in direct relation to your naïve pomposity. Many people you believe to be rich are not rich. Many people you think have it easy worked hard for what they got. Many people who seem to be gliding right along have suffered and are suffering. Many people who appear to you to be old and stupidly saddled down with kids and cars and houses were once every bit as hip and pompous as you.


When you meet a man in the doorway of a Mexican restaurant who later kisses you while explaining that this kiss doesn’t “mean anything” because, much as he likes you, he is not interested in having a relationship with you or anyone right now, just laugh and kiss him back. Your daughter will have his sense of humor. Your son will have his eyes.

The useless days will add up to something. The shitty waitressing jobs. The hours writing in your journal. The long meandering walks. The hours reading poetry and story collections and novels and dead people’s diaries and wondering about sex and God and whether you should shave under your arms or not. These things are your becoming.

One Christmas at the very beginning of your twenties when your mother gives you a warm coat that she saved for months to buy, don’t look at her skeptically after she tells you she thought the coat was perfect for you. Don’t hold it up and say it’s longer than you like your coats to be and too puffy and possibly even too warm. Your mother will be dead by spring. That coat will be the last gift she gave you. You will regret the small thing you didn’t say for the rest of your life.





Say thank you.





Yours,
Sugar



♥ Be brave enough to break your own heart.
♥ Don’t lament so much about how your career is going to turn out. You don’t have a career. You have a life. Do the work. Keep the faith. Be true blue.
♥ Most things will be okay eventually, but not everything will be. Sometimes you’ll put up a good fight and lose. Sometimes you’ll hold on really hard and realize there is no choice but to let go. Acceptance is a small, quiet room.

grumbles

There are days when I feel wretched and stressed for no particular reason at all. Today is one of them days. January brings all kinds of question in my head that I'd really rather not think about.

Sometimes I wish I could just cry it all out but a friend told me - that would just make for a boring lifeless life. Mine is boring as it is anyway. Ugh.

My horoscope today said, it is time to find something new. Time for a change. I have not read my horoscope for the longest time. It is just a bunch of bs anyways. Although this one...

Oh crap, imma watch nick and norah.

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January

It is just the first month of the year, yet things are starting to happen around me. Things that I haven't made my mind yet how I feel about. I have a feeling in my tummy that it is going to be a long year. I am still positive though. I still believe it is going to be my year of miracles! :)


So, January - you don't scare me one bit! Ha!

year that was

Amidst the heartbreaks and emotional rollercoater that is 2011, it was also a year of favor and answered prayers. So much has happened and I have nothing but gratitude for our Lord. I am thankful for a strong heart that took a lot of beating but has not given up yet, Patience that I never knew I had and for understanding that the answer to prayers is not always yes. Most of the time its either no or not yet. I am also thankful for friends. Friends that I always find myself running to when things happen in my life- good or bad; big or small. New friends that are almost always accidentally found and the old ones that I deliberately kept and love. Friends after all is the family we choose.

And with that I say to you year 2012: bring it on, I can take it! :)

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