Finding Noel
by Richard Paul Evans
Mark: I think we always tell our deepest secrets to strangers.
Macy: Why do you think that is?
Mark: Maybe it’s cos they can’t use it against us.
Macy: That makes sense to me.
Mark: Once, in a church service, I heard a preacher say that if you drop a frog into a pan of boiling water, it will hop out. But if you drop the frog into cool water, then add boiling water a teaspoon at a time, you can boil it alive. The preacher was speaking metaphorically about sin, which is good because I don’t know anyone who would want to boil a frog. But I think the preacher could have used the same analogy about romantic love as well. Sometimes love happens so gradually, that by the time you realise you’re in it, you’re already cooked. If you’ll pardon the pun.
Mark: Everyone brings baggages into a relationship, and the two of us have more than our share. But that’s just life. I once read that love is like a rose – We fixate on the blossom, but it’s the thorny stem that keeps it alive and aloft. I think marriage is like that. Like my father said: the things of greatest value are the things we fight for. And in the end, if we do it right, we value the stem far more than the blossom.
Eloise at Christmastime
I absolutely Love Love Love!
Watch Watch Watch!
(Much better than the first movie: Eloise at The Plaza, I think.)
If I could go to New York for the Holidays, I’d want to stay at The Plaza Hotel. If I could afford the US$835 a night room.
Or, even better…
♥♥♥
Norwegian Wood
Finished reading “Norwegian Wood” by Haruki Murakami last week. The character, Toru Watanabe, is a confused guy and he made me all the more confused with his don’t-think-just-fuck attitude. I mean, what the hell? Did he not swear eternal love and patience for Naoko, then go around getting a blow job from Midori? This kind of guy needs to get hung by his balls on a thread. What love? The ending was even more confusing. What does it mean by not knowing where he was and something about ghosts and shapes? Did he die? Did he go mad? David thinks that he waited 20 years before he called Midori up at the German airport. Did he end up with Midori?
Maybe I’m not deep enough, but I don’t like stories that leave me hanging. What was the writer trying to say, any way? It bloody isn’t artistic nor poetic in writing a paragraph of confused words to leave the reader confused, frustrated. Time wasted. (more…)
Curl up and die
Was out with Chrys and Gen on Saturday and decided on an impromptu perm job. (more…)
MLIG
Sometimes, we need to stop complaining, and instead, count our blessings. :)
“Today I woke up to my dog snoring loudly at the end of my bed. He’d jumped up onto my bed all by himself. Three months ago he’d been hit by a car and the vet had said he’d never walk again. I guess he proved them wrong. MLIG and HLIG”
“Today, I was dragged to a picnic with my grandmother and all her old friends, making me the youngest person there by about 60 years. I was so bored and unhappy until the eldest of the group, a 101-year old woman who is fed through a tube and can no longer walk, started talking to me and telling me how much she appreciated me coming out here today. It was the first time she talked in eight months. MLIG.”
“oday, in the only class I have with my boyfriend, the prof asked us all to come up with a few “I am” statements that describe us and share one with the class. When it came to my boyfriend, of all the things he had listed that describe him, in front of more than 60 people on the first day of class, he chose to share “I am: in love,” while pointing at me. While the entire class aww-ed, I couldn’t help but feel insanely happy for the incredibly great person I have as my partner :). I love him dearly. MyLifeIsG!”
“My dad has always told me, “Put it on the list, and it will come home”, when ever I ask for something at the grocery store. Ever since my brother left for Afghanistan, I’ve been writing his name down on the list. Today, he comes home. MLIincrediblyG.”
“I hate makeup, but today I wore it to school, because everyone was telling me to grow up and wear it. I passed a really popular girl in the hall, and she turned to me and said, “Why are you wearing makeup? You are so pretty that you don’t need any!” Those were the first words she has spoken to me in my life. I feel beautiful. MLIG”
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I miss my JC days. Those were such good days, without a care in the world. Who’d have known that A Levels was not such a big deal and that there were bigger deals in life? I was happy, but unhappy. You know.
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