death. life.
it just so happened that i watched one tree hill season 3 this week when keith dies, and people around carry on. or try to. reminded me so much of tyrone. and myself. makes me think of joan. and the people she loves and who love her.
death. life.
its not the same as black and white. or right and wrong. death's a part of life. in the whole concept of life, there's a portion for other people's deaths. for our own. and somehow, life continues. life continues after death. in the afterlife, if you believe so. but life's not the be all and death the end all.
i really love shows. how they reflect life is so amazing.
and my amazing life continues...
Saturday, May 27
Thursday, May 11
gilmore girls. one tree hill. the oc.
the lovely bones. the time traveller's wife. the alchemist.
how to lose a guy in 10 days, serendipity, love actually.
ever wondered why people watch such shows, read such books? even though some people claim that all these shows are essentially the same except for the name changes, setting changes, and slight plot developments; such stuff still endears to people.
why? because it presently reflects some part of our life, or we hope that some part of it will be reflected in our life. and while it all is perhaps essentially the same (it all has in some part, to do with love); each story is special in its own way.
and thats why i'll never stop watching such tv shows, or movies, or read such books. because i'm hoping that it will (one day) reflect in my life somehow, or it somehow reflects in my life (now).
go figure.
the lovely bones. the time traveller's wife. the alchemist.
how to lose a guy in 10 days, serendipity, love actually.
ever wondered why people watch such shows, read such books? even though some people claim that all these shows are essentially the same except for the name changes, setting changes, and slight plot developments; such stuff still endears to people.
why? because it presently reflects some part of our life, or we hope that some part of it will be reflected in our life. and while it all is perhaps essentially the same (it all has in some part, to do with love); each story is special in its own way.
and thats why i'll never stop watching such tv shows, or movies, or read such books. because i'm hoping that it will (one day) reflect in my life somehow, or it somehow reflects in my life (now).
go figure.
Tuesday, May 2
just thought i should post my thoughts.
wanted to go on sat but didn't really wanna either. lack of effort you may call it but perhaps it felt better just praying for her with my cell group, perhaps i can't really deal with such situations that well, perhaps i find it sometimes a little sad (not really fake) but... i dunno, how people gather to remember someone when it could have been done a lot better before. dunno if any of what i've said makes sense but i don't really care.
there was once a point in time when i really cared what people thought of me. even if it weren't true, it'll affect me in some way. but now, i only need to answer to myself and god in all honesty. even though i love my frenz and treasure their opinions a ton, they won't always understand and people are entitled to their own opinion. so if you think something about me, you either confront me bout it, check it out for yourself, or just live with that impression which you think is true.
i dunno why there's so much angst and anger in the world. i honestly don't. because people don't realise that by giving in to it, by not making the effort to make things better, to be nicer, to be happier, they're actually making things harder on themselves. you're wrong you know. itz actually easier to see the world as horrible and unkind than to see the love that it holds and shares at times.
give it some serious thought and don't dismiss everything. don't be so cynical. yet, don't change yourself. don't give up your ideals. i know its hard to keep trying, but heck. i've been trying my entire life.
wanted to go on sat but didn't really wanna either. lack of effort you may call it but perhaps it felt better just praying for her with my cell group, perhaps i can't really deal with such situations that well, perhaps i find it sometimes a little sad (not really fake) but... i dunno, how people gather to remember someone when it could have been done a lot better before. dunno if any of what i've said makes sense but i don't really care.
there was once a point in time when i really cared what people thought of me. even if it weren't true, it'll affect me in some way. but now, i only need to answer to myself and god in all honesty. even though i love my frenz and treasure their opinions a ton, they won't always understand and people are entitled to their own opinion. so if you think something about me, you either confront me bout it, check it out for yourself, or just live with that impression which you think is true.
i dunno why there's so much angst and anger in the world. i honestly don't. because people don't realise that by giving in to it, by not making the effort to make things better, to be nicer, to be happier, they're actually making things harder on themselves. you're wrong you know. itz actually easier to see the world as horrible and unkind than to see the love that it holds and shares at times.
give it some serious thought and don't dismiss everything. don't be so cynical. yet, don't change yourself. don't give up your ideals. i know its hard to keep trying, but heck. i've been trying my entire life.
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