" A girl can't read that sort of thing without her lipstick. "
I enjoy being different, don't you?
The month of January ended with a great note! From watching a foreign french film to catching band of horses, vampire weekend and yea yea yea at Big Night Out coupled by the not quite occasional drinks during school nights with my uni mates, I can proudly assure myself, I am not stuck.
I recognised the progress and accomplishments I have made in 2012. It wasn’t a smooth sailing year but frankly speaking, we all learn and grow along the way, don’t we? If I were to conclude 2012 I would use the word, liberating. It was filled with some really weird, sad, bad-luck ridden days(break-ups, cases of flu and cough, inhabiting the mainland china culture for over a week), and also some of the most fun(periodical studying and travelling, exploring cafes, getting new tech gadgets, immersing in the local music and arts culture). Either way, I think it’s unjustifiable if life is all too perfect and I am pretty excited for 2013 and what it entails!
On a side note, over the past year I’ve managed to amass a pretty decent collection of winter wear(coats, beanies, knitwear, scarves, boots), and I am proud of it!
You know how you meet thousands of people, and none of them really mean anything to you. And then you meet one person, and your life is changed. And you step into this society where you spent most of your time chasing after your career, your status and money and it occupies most of your time. Somehow, you realized that someone will always be better looking. Someone will always be smarter. Someone will always be younger. But they will never be that one person. Because that one person makes you feel complete, will not give up on you and that, truly appreciates who you are.
From “Isn’t It Pretty to Think So”
I’ve never been to New Orleans—a place that has captured my fascination through books and films since childhood. Tomorrow I’m going. A quote from one of my favorite films (A Love Song for Bobby Long):
“Autumn comes slowly in New Orleans. The grass remains a stubborn green, but the heat gives way to a gentle warmth. Winter arrived before we realized the sunlit hours of summer had waned. So now the wine began to outlast the day and that was more than anyone could’ve asked for.”
“ No one is perfect. Some days we worry about the little things, we let them get to us until we’re suffocating in a dark abyss. But then there are the better days. Those somedays when you feel like anything can happen, that even the meanest word can’t touch your happiness. I live for those days when I wake up and I know I can survive anything that is thrown at me. Where hope runs through my veins and I believe it. ”