SUNDAY CHILLㅣHigh School Playlist

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Currently, I’m watching reruns of FRIENDS and it makes me think about the good old times and my old friends.

 

These are the songs that make me miss the good old high school days 🙂

  1. Lost In Space – Lighthouse Family (This is a big part of our first year high! Hi I-Jonas!)
  2. No Matter What – Boyzone
  3. Superman – Five for Fighting
  4. This I Promise You – ‘Nsync (Actually, all the songs in No Strings Attached and Celebrity album)
  5. Sometimes – Britney Spears (and Baby One More Time)
  6. All or Nothing – O-Town
  7. Best I Ever Had -Vertical Horizon
  8. Like A Rose – A1 (too cheesy for JS prom and it feels like a little embarrassing haha)
  9. Pretty Boy – M2M (and some of their songs from their first album)
  10. Graduation – Vitamin C

                                        “And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives
                                         Where we’re gonna be when we turn 25
                                         I keep thinking times will never change
                                        Keep on thinking things will always be the same
                                        But when we leave this year we won’t be coming back
                                        No more hanging out cause we’re on a different track”  

 

I’m not sure if the nostalgia I’m feeling right now is because of this afternoon sunshine that brings the same feels of what we had every afternoon class dismissal in senior year high school. Time sure does fly fast. Oh well.

NOVEL (Title TBA) // Prologue ㅣ Coffee?

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It was 9 in the morning. Jamie was just sitting on her bed after washing up and making sure all her things were all packed-up. It was her last day in the city and she was feeling down about leaving. Her flight would still be at night but she had to check-out before 12 noon.

Her phone buzzed. Someone sent her a message.

It was Casey.

She felt her heart beat a little faster.

Coffee?” he asked.

A little confused, she typed ‘Yes’ but hesitated to send it. Eventually, she deleted it.

‘Are you asking me if I like coffee or just teasing me because I like coffee?’ she muttered to herself frustratingly. She really likes this guy but she couldn’t tell him and she was exerting all her effort to act normal around him.

She was thinking of anything brilliant she could say to make their exchange of messages longer. She couldn’t think of anything.

She settled to, “Yes. Good morning :)”

She sent the message with a smile on her face as if Casey could see her. But she’s freaking worried each second without a reply from him.

Two minutes passed by when she received a photo of a cafe and two more messages from Casey.

 “Good morning :)”

“I’m here at a cafe across your hotel. I’ll wait for you.”

She didn’t know what to do. Excitement and nervousness swept over her.

Mundane Monday Thoughts

If I die tomorrow, I’ll have a lot of regrets;                                                                                                            the things I want to do but I don’t act on;                                                                                                  the places I want to go to but I always say there’s always tomorrow;                                              the feelings I want to show but too embarrassed to let anyone know..
Tonight, I’ll just lay on my bed. I can’t be bothered, you know.

You’ll Always Have A 2nd Home Somewhere.

They said that you’ll never be completely at home again because a part of your heart will always be elsewhere. I guess it’s true. You’ll always miss a bit of this and that. You will sometimes think of the people you met at the other side of the world. The memories you collected will make your heart smile and ache at the same time.

When I was a kid, I dreamed of going to as much countries as I could when I grow up. But when I was able to travel, I visited some places more than once. I thought to myself, re-visiting the places where you had fun the most is not bad at all and it is not a waste of time and money. It is like finding another home in this world. It is like seeing an old friend in a sea of strangers. Familiarity brings comfort.

The more you visit the place, the more people you get along well with in that place. Well, that depends on you. If you are the type to just do some “touristy stuff” on your own or with your travel partner, you will not widen your circle. You’ll miss the best things that could happen while traveling. Okay, I’m not trying to be expert here. I’m just babbling as always. But honestly, having fun with the locals-turned-friends in the strange-place-turned-home is the best thing in traveling.

So why did I change my mind about quantity over quality travel? I figured, there are places that are underrated but amazing and some are over-hyped but are so-so even after paying a thousand dollars to get there and after spending God knows how much time of flying. It’s your own preference that matters. Don’t let others’ list misguide you.

My turning point is Hong Kong. It may be heaven to others, but it is one of the countries I’d say once is enough. I don’t know. I was not comfortable there. Maybe I met some nice people who I couldn’t recall because I could remember more the ones who were not. I didn’t encounter any danger or terrible things, it’s just unfortunate that I find them uneasy to deal with. Maybe it was the weather, or maybe it was just not my lucky day when I was there. I had a good time but it wasn’t warm in the heart.

I learned that it is not the number of countries you’ve been that is important, it is your happiness and the good times worth keeping that really matter.

I remember how I imagined myself traveling to France just to check out the Eiffel tower (for the sake of seeing the famous landmark), leave, and move onto the next European country. I wasn’t even intrigued how it would look like in person. It was just like a school assignment that I have to do and be done with it. But I was awestruck when I saw it. I couldn’t take my eyes off it when it lighted. Have you heard the perception about French people being arrogant snobs? I did since I was in nth grade. I even heard if from a French I met in Dubai for a business meeting. He said that they’re only like that if a tourist’s first words to them are “Do you speak English?” That’s the time they’d speak French hurriedly until the tourist gives up. Of course, they know English.

I spent a few days in Paris and found out that French people suit me well. They’re kind as a matter of fact. I liked it a lot there that I went back in less than a year. And I miss it every now and then.

The big surprise to me is South Korea. I am a Europe fanatic. I am a romantic. I did not consider going to Korea until two years ago. I wasn’t interested at all. After seeing some of the Asian countries, I thought to myself there’s nothing to see in there anymore. I was not interested in anything Asian. I find them all the same. It just happened that my friend is interested in Korean Wave (something to do with Korean dramas and all) and got me hooked to it. I wasn’t expecting anything in the country. I thought I would just go there once and that’s it. But then I fell in love with everything: place, food, and people.

Others would say that it’s difficult to communicate with the locals there. Unexpectedly, I even made a number of Korean friends on my first time in Seoul and visited them again the following year. Actually, I’m more fond of talking to them than with others. Strange is it?

France and South Korea. Totally different countries. Totally different in everything. But I felt a sense of belongingness. A part of my heart will always be with them. They feel like my second homes…

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… And I will never be completely at home in my own again.

Adrift.

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A little confused, a little lost.

Should I stay or should I move?

I said, “Just one more time.”

‘Cos I thought everything’s gonna be sublime. 

How many times did I convince myself of this and that?

I can’t remember, I’ve lost count.

The days passed by quickly,

Life is fleeting in front of me.

Weighing the things that really matter,

I need the courage to jump into the water.

I whispered, “Just go. Dream bigger.”

But I hesitated ‘cos I don’t even know what to do, for starters.

My messed up mind is becoming tired.

Passion is losing in my beating heart.

A friend said, “We walk on this earth only once.”

It made me wonder, “Can I just go to Neverland?”

TUESDAY TATTLES ㅣ09.01.16

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09.01.16 ㅣ Saturday

I just got back from my one-month annual vacation. I didn’t get as sad as I used to feel whenever I come back here. Maybe because I was too tired with my flight (which was delayed for 3 hours by the way). I arrived at 2:15 am in Doha airport, waited for my luggage for 15 minutes, panicked when one of my checked-in luggage didn’t come out in the assigned baggage belt (Belt number 5) for our flight. I had to go to Baggage Services department to inform them and they advised me that there were a few bags transferred to Belt Number 1. Luckily, I found my bag after waiting for 10 minutes. I was able to leave the airport at past 3:00 am.

I was too tired, stressed, and sleepy to get emotional. I reached home at 3:20 am. I unpacked my bags, fixed my things, put on new bed sheets and pillow cases, washed up, and was good to sleep at 4:30 am. My alarm went off before I even get in a deep sleep and dreamland.

It was 6:30 am. I had to get ready for my 7:30 am work.

Reality kicked in. 11 months of routinary life to me.

Can’t wait for my next vacation…