Saturday, February 18, 2012

The Beautiful and Damned

I have not read Fitzgerald yet; even so, I already love him. I know, I just know, that he is my spirit animal.
Now if only I could find a neat edition of Gatsby, then I'd be good for life.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

La BĂȘte Humaine

Elena looked lovingly at Victor as he lay fast asleep. She was trembling and there were tears in her eyes. She turned back to the paper in her hands. It was done.

"Someday my dearest, some things will be easier to understand. Time takes care of the truths we hold in our hearts, the most sacred things that sometimes have to be hidden, even from ourselves. We both accepted the uncertainty that threatened all our tomorrows, and we tried not to let it matter. And yet, it does matter, for what use is a world that can only be real for a moment. Somehow, we all seek an amount of certainty in our lives, or else we lose whatever little grasp we have of the future.

"I'll always love you -- that's the only thing that will remain with me even after everything else has gone. What we had is the most real thing that ever happened into my life, however much it had been cloaked by deceit and lies. I don't think that there could be anything else I would rather live or die for.

"But we can't continue to live within this world we've created for ourselves when another world exists outside, a world that will never give us a chance. I would have wanted to risk everything for you, but I can't. Some realities are just far greater than you and I can continue to fight.

"You and me, Victor, it was such a good dream..."

--- An excerpt from Marissa Miguel's La BĂȘte Humaine

Thoughts
+ It's ironic how a letter so sad and so heartbreaking could be so beautiful.
+ Somehow this letter reminds me of Chuck and Blair - about a  love so real, so powerful, so moving, so tragic.

What are your favorite phrases/lines from the excerpt? :)

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Remember me?

Hi, I'm Ela. Remember me? I used to be your friend. Actually, we used to be each other's best friend. We used to share each other's moments, pain and joy. We used to talk about everything. But it's been almost a  month since the last time we did. Please accept my apologies. I've been spending so much time my new friend, Emily, lately. I met her on December last year while shopping for school supplies. She's an Italian redhead who grew up in Hong Kong. She's wonderful because not only does she look pretty (she gets tons of compliments about her perfect skin), but she's also easy to be with. She goes with me everywhere, so I tell her everything now. Although you're easier to talk to - as she's Italian and is pretty new in the place,  it's impossible to always be with you. Maybe when I finally collect the guts to ask my father for a tablet, I'll finally get to personally introduce you to each other.

Emily

Keep in touch, xx.
PS: I missed you ;)