it is during times like this when i'm alone, flashes of memories play like a movie in my mind. i miss japanese. i miss coffee. i miss mickey.

as i wander around, i ask myself what's ahead of me. felt like i am a stranger in this world and often times i wonder if i belong here.

the journey seems endless. i don't want to go yet i never want to stay either. i am tired but i wanna move on.

... and to where these wings will take me, i hope one day i will finally find home.

there are times when we find ourselves yearning to fly, to discover. to begin the journey of discovery. in the end, realized that our wings are broken.

Only recently, I posted about my reading someone else’ private blog. Can I help it? I hope I could. But prying someone else’s life is tempting. At first it was curiosity of wanting to know something, truth perhaps. It ended with the discovery that words are “just words”. Sometimes those sweet lines we read could cause heart ache (big time) and doubts. Doubts which we tend to ignore but exist deep within.

I once believed that a missing piece has finally been found. But, now I question the idea. Has it been found? Do we really search for that missing piece in the first place? How come we believe we have found it and then later on, we find it … the second time, third time ... again and again?!

Sweet lines. Does it make sense in the end? Does it really matter?

No one completes one person but himself. There is never a missing piece. These missing pieces are creation of our boggled imagination. There is no missing piece. We complete ourselves. No one else can.

As No one fits just right.

Life is not a song, life is not poetry. Life is reality and, reality is… it sucks most of the time.

i will walk with you. i will walk to where you will lead me. i will explore the roads to where you want to.

"... the path of life, to explore every bend of the road"

when someone parts from us, it is natural to grieve. after we grieve, we lift everything to Him. all the pain subsides... He heals all wounds.

every pain is natural and will happen to all of us. our worrying too much will keep up us from the real thing that we are trying to hold on: LIFE.

this is the same "Kite Runner" which i posted recently. after reading the book and watched it on big screen last night, i couldn't help but recommend this movie. it is a must-see movie. i was deeply moved by this film, the depth of every character.

a movie based on a novel by cecelia ahern is on its first showing day and i wouldn't miss it for anything. (not even a steam bath or sauna, wink*wink*)

the story is about a married couple so deeply inlove with each other, having a time of their life when suddenly death comes in between them. Gerry’s death takes the life out of Holly. However, morbid as this sounds, Gerry left her letters that will take her to new adventure and each ends in “P.S. I love you”. I was already in tears after few minutes of watching the movie. It was like feeling Holly’s every pain. I was moved by her struggle to move on and their undying love.

a journey of rediscovery in a story about marriage, friendship and how a love so strong can turn the finality of death into a new beginning for life

the movie differs to the book in several ways but i couldn’t choose one over the other.