♥

There’s so much more to life than finding someone who will want you, or being sad over someone who doesn’t. There’s a lot of wonderful time to be spent discovering yourself without hoping someone will fall in love with you along the way, and it doesn’t need to be painful or empty. You need to fill yourself up with love. Not anyone else. Become a whole being on your own. Go on adventures, fall asleep in the woods with friends, wander around the city at night, sit in a coffee shop on your own, write on bathroom stalls, leave notes in library books, dress up for yourself, give to others, smile a lot. Do all things with love, but don’t romanticize life like you can’t survive without it. Live for yourself and be happy on your own. It isn’t any less beautiful, I promise.

-- Emery Allen   (via c-oquetry) 

Love will never be like it’s shown in the movies. It’s a trap and we all fall for it that’s why relationships take an early end these days because they can’t reach the expectations we have and we have them because of all those movies that teach us the wrong things. We fall for those ideals like kissing in the rain and running after someone and finally finding the right words but this is as wrong as the ideals itself because kissing under summer rain isn’t as special as kissing under the shower. And I would have used the right words if I could but I never ran after her because I was afraid and no words could have healed what I have broken. Maybe my feet would have been running after her when there would also have been some dramatic music that made up the suspense and maybe with that music in the background the right words would have come floating out of my lips like a waterfall. But there has never been this background music I waited for because this is life and not a god damn movie and I will probably never find the right words to turn it all around, instead I will just stand here and watch everything fall apart and say nothing at all and realize that I’m my own director and right know I’m making a better movie about the real love than anybody ever has because there is no assurance of a happy end in this love, just like it is in reality.

-- Elay Neal Moses   (via c-oquetry) 

Hong Kong Diaries

Has the last post been more than a month ago already? Damn how time flies. Already it's yet again hitting mid-year and soon enough we'll be singing Christmas carols again. And no surprise I'm back to being bad at updating this space. Well I hardly ever really have much to update anyway, but sometimes it feels good to jot something down (if I could even bother in the first place).

So back to how have I been, tired (surprise, surprise), lazy (!) and unhealthy (!!). I just came back from a short trip from Hong Kong last month just fyi, and damn was I pooped after the trip. I never understand why, but somehow I always get tired out by Hong Kong no matter what. I don't get how girls can stand walking on them streets for hours in killer heels, and there I am in flat boots and wailing every ten seconds in pain. I know I'm vain and insist on fashion over comfort, but flat boots aren't much right? I guess I'm just getting old, and walking for hours non-stop is just no longer my forte. This trip was still pretty chill though, and I ate a lot. Way too much perhaps. But hey, food (and weather) was pretty much all that I looked forward to for this short getaway. May is coming up soon and I'm sure I'll be gorging on some Korean delicacies to no end, so perhaps a good juice cleanse should be on the cards when I get back then. My body sure needs so serious detoxing, no joke there.

I'll be honest to say that I was pretty unprepared for this trip. The last round I came two years back, the weather was the pretty breezy sunny type. So I assumed that it'd be the same and packed light. And man, was I wrong. The first blast of cold air stepping out of the airport was a jolly smack in the face really. It was was about 15 degrees with strong wind, so I was literally freezing my ass off. In the end I had to pack on the layers with what I brought, and I felt like a dumpling. Hong Kong's unpredictable weather got me good there. Which also explains the lack of pictorial visuals, cause I was either too cold, too tired or too busy stuffing my face.

农历新年 P.2

These were some weekends back. I had the bliss of enjoying two large meals in one day. Steamboat first at the bestie's place, and BBQ session with the Poly mates later that night. You could say I was literally bursting with food by the end of it. T o o  m u c h  f o o d, period.