“I wanted to tell her that being loved is a talent too, that it takes as much guts and as much work as loving; that some people, for whatever reason, never learn the knack.” — Tana French, The Likeness Advertisements
Bringing this back (without the colorful fonts…) because this one is golden. Personally believe I will forever ever ever remember this little story (I retell it often) for the wisdom between the lines and the reminder of the gift that Eldest Sis is in my life. i. Once, in a public speaking class I took … More revisiting ‘the problem of perception’.
“When I’m writing the way I want, the way I love, which is without thinking about what I’m writing, a strange thing happens: I feel simultaneously the most myself I could possibly be, and at the same time totally relieved of self. I become, I guess, a version of myself that isn’t filtered through the … More “-but she is there, waiting, in the dark.”
I confess that I often wonder if I am a no-fun kind of person – especially when I find myself having to talk myself (every damn time) to attend large-scale and/or networking events. I would always go (and hate myself for always end up going) only to constantly feel out of place no matter the … More the writer.
“What we call our destiny is truly our character and that character can be altered. The knowledge that we are responsible for our actions and attitudes does not need to be discouraging, because it also means that we are free to change this destiny. One is not in bondage to the past, which has shaped … More “One is not in bondage to the past, which has shaped our feelings, to race, inheritance, background.”
“How much of my mother has my mother left in me? How much of my love will be insane to some degree? And what about this feeling that I’m never good enough? Will it wash out in the water, or is it always in the blood?” — John Mayer, In the Blood
Confession: They are officially engaged, with the wedding date scheduled for 4 months from now. It all happened and worked out for the best (really – I don’t have any feelings whatsoever for him; neither then nor now) but I wonder if I will always be less of a person because I cannot seem to be happy for … More to that a–hole with the last laugh;
Then I wrote this a week ago – a noteworthy realization, at long last: Whenever I’m home and would catch up with Eldest Sis about her PhD thesis and classes – I find myself falling into old patterns, often unconsciously. Unlike with work, everything about these are familiar. I will always, I think, be ‘too academic’ … More “Kasi belajar sikit” (lit. let (me) learn a bit)
Playing catch up – I wrote this nearly a month ago: I spoke of capacity last night with my cousin-slash-unofficial(ha)-coach/mentor. “You know you can’t build capacity, right?” He said with an amused grin. I gave a puzzled expression. “So you either have it or you don’t?” “Capacity, for me, is instances when the graduate who … More (I want to see what happens if I don’t give up)