FunnyBlueWorld

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Blogging

I was motivated to come back and write after re-watching Julie & Julia. It was a good movie, I really enjoy both Amy and Meryl. Its topic about food, however, is not and never has been my forte. I don’t cook, but I am very much inspired by Julie’s attitude upon taking the challenge. The movie actually did encourage me to cook more afterward. And I did, I have been.

Another reason for the cooking-at-home motivation is that it is also crucial to me. I am quite broke at the moment and cannot afford eating out every meal. In other words, yes, I was motivated, but I also did cook because I was forced to.

You know, when I read an article about how we eat less when we make our own meal because the smell kinda makes us full during the process, I found that very funny. I knew that and I knew that it was true, but I always think I don’t eat as much when I cook is because I cannot stand the things I make, which is also true actually. But I have to say that over time, I really improve on my cooking skills, or maybe I just understand myself a lot better and know what I want and what I don’t want. I never consider myself a picky eater because I am not, but of course, like everyone else, I would finish the dish much better if it suits my taste and is tasty for real. Maybe that’s why I finish the food he makes faster because he is a better cook.

This week, I planned to make loaded potatoes for two lunches that I’ll be having at work. Well, I followed the recipe, it’s just that the moment I cracked the potatoes to get the things inside out, the whole thing broke, and so there was nothing left to load anything with. The dish failed even before it started. Of course, I had to carry on until the end, so I made potato igloos instead. I just shoved a bunch of shredded carrots, peas, eggs, cooked bacon, butter, and milk in and beat them with the cooked potatoes. Then I shoved the mix in a 1-cup baking cup and flipped it back on the baking sheets. It was literally like building sandcastles. As you can guess, it did not taste so good, and it surely looked not inviting, either. I did remember to season it by the way. So here I am, stuck with 2.5 igloos (I ate about 0.5 this lunch) for the rest of the week. I have not figured out what I’ll do with the rest of it yet, but I’ll somehow manage to digest it all, or most of it. I won’t waste food, no need to worry.

Ok. I don’t know how I end up here but I was supposed to talk about blogging. Somehow, cooking came into the picture and I’ve been blabbing about it for the last 10 minutes. I had all my 3 meals for the day so I guess I can stop talking (about food) now.

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Today

I wished that it would rain today, or this evening, or tonight. So far, it still has not rained. Thunders roamed the sky all afternoon, but not a single raindrop. I wished that it rained. I wish that it will rain.

There is something comforting in the fact of the rain, in knowing that it is raining, and in the sound of it. The sound is what tells you that it is raining, you don’t need to stare outside to know that it’s raining. You don’t need to touch the rain to feel what it is saying. In some magical ways, the rain leaks through the windows, absorbs through the air, and finds its path into your heart. Maybe that’s why rain is comforting to me. It speaks to me when all other voices are dead.

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Thinking

I think

All the time

Then it becomes too much.

Overwhelmed,

I drown

Frowning upon my curse

The curse of either too much

Or nothing at all

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I’m back

I’m finally back, after such a long while. Many years have passed. So many things have changed. I graduated from college and about to get my master’s. It’s been so long since I last visited this secret place of mine that everything seems so distant.

The language I used back then was certainly mine, but are full of grammar mistakes. I’m probably still making some now, but definitely not as much. It’s wonderful how looking back helps you to move forward. If you constantly looking ahead, you will always feel overwhelmed, you will always feel as if you need to try harder, push stronger, go faster, to get where you think you wanna be. But looking back, something we don’t do as often, is a great motivation that encourages us to move forward. I can see how I’ve grown, how far I’ve come, how much I’ve learned and changed. It’s amazing the journey I’ve made, and I really need this right now...

The things I wrote in here back then, were things that happened in a distant past, of an old me, a younger me. I was good, I was decent, cute, genuine, and kind back then. I still am but in a different sense. Things have happened and I have changed. Many many things that no matter how much I don’t like them or don’t want them to happen, they still did because they had to. They were meant to be, and what I wanted was not.

I don’t know how other people cope with time, but ever since I’ve been in love, I’ve understood what it feels like to want a moment to last forever. That very moment was so peaceful, was so good, that I knew that very moment I was making a memory, that it would be gone, and that I wanted it to last forever. But time passes by, and I grew up and learned the harsh lessons. I learned that love and desire are not enough and that we have to accept the fact that we would never fully get what we want.

It is sad. But it doesn’t matter how much you cry today, you can cry as if the sky is falling, the ground is breaking apart, tomorrow, the sun still rises in the East, and people still go to work, the city still gets busy, and you still have to wake up, get out of bed, and face the world, face your day. I hug myself and tell myself that it is okay, believe that everything will be okay in the end and that because I’ve always got myself, I’ll for sure be fine.

[iambep]

Chao ôi, chúng ta chỉ là những con thuyền sầu nhỏ bé, dong buồm trong cái tĩnh lặng ngạt thở này để vượt qua bóng tối mùa thu

Biển - John Banville (via iambep)

[hplyrikz]

Her sentences were icebergs, with just the tip of her thought coming out of her mouth, and the rest kept up in her head, which I was starting to think was more and more beautiful the longer I looked at her.

Gregory Galloway, As Simple As Snow (via hplyrikz)

[wnq-writers]

You are a masterpiece. Everyday you endlessly recreate yourself from scratch. You do not have to try to be artistic to be artful. You yourself are a living, breathing work of art and that is absolutely beautiful. You are original. Never doubt yourself.

Lynette Simeone (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

Let’s just say that if I were a princess; I’d slay the dragon myself.

Ceres  (via wnq-writers)

Live with the dragon.

[hplyrikz]

[wnq-writers]

she liked stars not because they’re ‘pretty’ but because they’re so small and forgotten, and she understood how that really felt

thebandsexualfreak (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

she’s happy, she’s blossoming, she’s free. don’t destroy that for your own selfish reasons.

iambrillyant (via wnq-writers)

[hplyrikz]

I like people who have a sense of individuality. I love expression and anything awkward and imperfect, because that’s natural and that’s real.

Marc Jacobs (via hplyrikz)

Clear your mind here

(via hplyrikz)

[tachusuki]

Free! Starting Days - MakoHaru

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Pyromaniacs

I promised to burn you, but you should know I’ll be right there with you, Dancing in the flames.

Tiptoe through the ashes. Trails of soot follow your fickle feet. (I find myself in the imprints. You stomp and I’m flattened, One with the ground. You scatter me in those ashes as I scream that I’m still alive and unwell.)

I’ve heard that burning the remains Is the best way to prevent ghosts, So I don’t blame you. Suffering through me In one form is quite enough. I don’t think that I Could quite stomach myself in ghost form either.

Let the flames lick your feet And travel up your legs. As they continue, they’ll reach territory Quite familiar to me. I tried to stake a claim Without any ground. I should’ve known That what wasn’t burnt yet Would soon be tossed into the fire.

-LNE

[wnq-writers]

5 Common Writing Mistakes That Make Your Look Like An Amateur

Aside from talent and innate love of words, writing is a craft, which must be practiced often. When seeking your own approval and even of future editors, you must spot your errors and vanish the giveaways, which make you seem unprofessional and as a novice. 

These are the pitfalls, you must avoid to elevate your skill. 

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So..?

I said this once, "Go around the world to see that people are different, and to realise that we are all the same." So the world has proven it to me, yesterday night. I cherished that. I decided to say "Happy birthday" to a friend whom I don't know really well, and he's even been away already. It actually helps me. He did. After a few questions, I just suddenly confided in him. Ands have more than I expected, he helped. I can only judge that moment, so I'll say he did spend his time for me, with the mind of wanting to help, not just saying random things. For that moment, thank you. And we really don't arrange our lives as well as the way God does. I do believe, "Everything happens for a reason." So let's keep moving. After all, there will always be one who loves me. Who? I do.