When you remember me, it means that you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are. It means that you can summon me back to your mind even though countless years and miles may stand between us. It means that if we meet again, you will know me. It means that even after I die, you can still see my face and hear my voice and speak to me in your heart. For as long as you remember me, I am never entirely lost.
helping bro made some muffins for mum! surprise surprise (;
I can only imagine how different, how much more fragile life would be if we treated everyone as if it were the last time we would ever see them again. There would be no such thing as a one armed hug. Each hug would be a little longer, a little tighter. So tight that their scent sticks with you forever and you couldn’t forget it if you tried. Every argument would be resolved and every misunderstanding would be forgotten. The conversations would be honest, the bottled up feelings would spill across the carpet and leave a permanent mark. You wouldn’t raise your voice at them, you wouldn’t cut them off in the middle of a sentence because their words, their deepest thoughts suddenly mean the world to you. Instead of half listening, we would give them our undivided attention. We would pay less attention to our phones and actually make eye contact, observe their facial expressions in great detail. We would overdose on their presence, take in as much of them as we can so that it lasts a lifetime.
Like when you see someone walking across the street, riding on a bus, driving on the freeway or even doodling in their notebook during class, do you ever wonder the exact thoughts running through their mind? The thoughts that keep them up all night because they were over thinking a certain situation. When they have both headphones in their ear, I wonder if there’s a memory that goes along with the song they’re listening to. If they’re having a good day or if they’re just barely getting by since they have so much to deal with.
Those are the thoughts that matter the most because they’re either too afraid to express it or not sure how to express those thoughts at all. You never really know unless you experience things from their point of view. That’s what makes people so interesting.
Everyone realizes it, but they often forget it.
Don’t be one of those people that constantly complains about how their parents won’t give them money to go shopping for things they don’t necessarily need. Someone out there needs that money to put food on the table for their family. A college student working two jobs just to pay for books, imagine the amount of shifts they had to work in order to save money for an entire semester.
Don’t be one of those people that brag about how they can’t decide who to take to the homecoming dance because they have so many options to choose from. Never forget about that person that’s dateless, the one that got turned down before they were even given a chance. The one that had nothing to wear and can’t afford a pretty dress, the one that had to stay home that night to babysit their little siblings since no one else would take care of them.
Don’t be one of those people that makes fun of the kid sitting all alone at lunch because they have no friends. As much as it seems like they’re buried in the book they’re reading or busy doing their calculus homework, they’re lowkey hoping that someone would kindly offer them a spot at their lunch table. Even if it was for a day, it could possibly make their whole week.
Don’t be one of those people. There’s always going to be someone out there that has it much worse than you. You’re blessed
Siti Norizaty. You’re a sister, a adviser, a listener and girlfriend. I sometimes throw dirty words to you because of my alter ego but I didn’t reallyput that much meaning in the words. The words are sometimes too bitter to swallow so no hard feeling okay. kisses and hugs.
Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there, to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson, or to help you figure out who you are or who you want to become. You never know who these people may be but when you lock eyes with them, you know at that very moment that they will affect your life in some profound way.
Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some people move our souls to dance. They awaken us to new understanding with the passing whisper of their wisdom. Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon. They stay in our lives for awhile, leave footprints in our hearts, and we are never, ever the same.
And sometimes things happen to you that may seem horrible, painful, and unfair at first, but in reflection you find that without overcoming those obstacles you would have never realised your potential, strength, willpower, or heart.Everything happens for a reason, nothing happens by chance or by means of luck. Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness, and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without these small tests, whatever they may be, life would be like a smoothly paved, straight flat road to nowhere. It would be safe and comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless. The people you meet who affect your life, and the success and downfalls you experience help to create who you become.
Even the bad experiences can be learned from. In fact, they are probably the most poignant and important ones.
If someone hurts you, betrays you, or breaks your heart,forgive them, for they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious when you open your heart. If someone loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because they love you, but because in a way, they are teaching you to love and how to open your heart and eyes to things.
Make every day count. Appreciate every moment and take from those moments everything that you possibly can for you may never be able to experience it again. Talk to people that you have never talked to before, and actually listen. Let yourself fall in love, break free, and set your sights high. Hold your head up because you have every right to. Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself, for if you don’t believe in yourself; it will be hard for others to believe in you.
You can make of your life anything you wish. Create your own life then go out and live it with absolutely no regret.
The “getting to know” part is always interesting. It doesn’t matter if it’s someone you’re attracted to or someone you just recently met, it’s interesting. Because your very first impression of them changes instantly once you find out that there’s more to them than their appearance. After your very first conversation with them, you find out that they’re the complete opposite of who you thought they were.
You even start to notice the littlest things about them like how many bracelets they wear on their wrist, how cute they are when their face turns red from embarrassment and their personal taste in music. Then when they tell you some of their stories, you can actually picture yourself in that memory of theirs as if you were there to experience it with them.
Sooner or later, you start to fall for the person they are and they become your “type.” They used to be someone you used to walk right passed everyday in the halls and now they’re someone that makes your day feel a little off when you don’t see them. Interesting.
"Mira, you’ve totally changed"? ha-ha-ha. There’s no need to state the obvious, I know I did. And I absolutely hate how people can’t accept that. It’s as if they thought I was going to stay the same forever when I didn’t even accept myself before. All they talk about is how I’ve never acted this way before and how the old me would have handled the situation differently. They don’t fucking understand!
I know I’ve changed for the better, but people won’t even give the new me a chance. People used to walk all over me, but now I actually have the balls to stand up for myself. I used to have such a low self-esteem, but now I actually have confidence in myself. And some people mistake my confidence for being cocky. I used to always say yes to people, but now I say no once in a while. Since people can’t handle that, they call me a bitch when I’m just tired of trying to please people all the time. And yes baby, I’ve changed.