i miss the day when i was happy
without google, i wouldn’t know that it’s charles dickens’ 200th b-day today. the first of dickens’ novel i read was the great expectations. i love reading novels and i find great joy from doing it. this novel in particular, oh boy, is something memorable, not in the way that i want.
it was the first time i felt ‘tired’ reading a novel. it is lengthy, yes, but it’s not why. how the story develops takes time to progress. quite some time. i painstakingly finished it, though.
when the novel was adapted to a movie [with ethan hawk & gywneth in it], one question i was asked a lot was “was it in the book?” it refers to the line in the teaser, aka marketing promotion of the movie, and the line is “this is my heart and it’s broken”
such a powerful and heartbreaking to hear, right? i guess this line might be quite influential in bringing people to a movie theater. to answer my friend’s question, no – this line isn’t in the book, unfortunately. if it were, the book would give me more incentive to read on.
which dickens’ books have you read? how do you like it?
i feel like having a cup of coffee in a glass. no coffee places, at least not the ones in my neighborhood, use coffee glasses. not starbucks, wawee, nor dean & deluca. they all come in a beautiful white ceramic coffee mug. i wanna sip it from a glass.
i had the pleasure of enjoying a cup of joe in a glass once. it was a small, not much bigger than a shot glass. the barista poured a portion of sweetened condense milk first, then added coffee or tea till it reached a quarter inch from the rim. the glass showed off its beautiful layers; white from the condensed milk and brown from the coffee. it was even prettier with the orange color if you ordered tea. to me, it tasted heavenly (totally biased) but of course, it really did with the companion of congee and fried dough (pa tong ko – in thai). the crisp morning air, the atmosphere of the morning market in a country, people giving food to the monks. everything contributed to this lovely memorable glass of caffeine.
i don’t quite understand why, in the city, they don’t serve coffee in glass. it gives different feel – good difference – at least to me. there should be an option; glass or mug, same as tall or grande, soy milk or fat-free. do they afraid that glass will break easier and more frequently? a thick glass should be, i think, as durable as a mug. besides, when i was at that coffee shack in the upcountry, i didn’t witness any glass breaking scene. are people or baristas in the city clumsier than those in the countryside? i think not.
i miss that little coffee shack (or hut) i went with my family during songkran. not the place per se but the atmosphere, and definitely the coffee glass.
sadness is my friend. when it leaves, nostalgia takes its place.
i hate saying goodbye. people, things, everything come and go, i am aware of that. i still have difficulty letting go. i like exploring, yet i like things the way they are.
teaching is what i do, is what i like best at the moment. at the end of each semester, i feel hollow, like a part of me is dying, like a part of my life has closed its curtain.
it’s so sad i just wanna cry. tears don’t make me feel better but i can’t stop crying.
the beginning is nebulous. the end is melancholy. as the world turns, i am standing still and alone.
I’m falling head over head with your soul, your tenderness. I never realized till now. Your mind is exactly what I long for. I don’t want you, not corporal you. I want the one with your heart and soul that are ready and willing to love me. You are what I wish for, the love that takes only minute to fall in.
And my heart is broken and ignored. Love is unrequited. He doesn’t care. Soul is flying out the window. Why is it so painful to love?
i go back to my wish list i made just before christmas. i asked santa (or satan) for bunch of material stuff. surprisingly, some i already got. the reason i say surprisingly ‘coz i didn’t think, at the time, that i would get them. half a year later, turned out that i did.
do those stuff make me content? of course not. that answer is obvious. materials give instant gratification but never everlasting contentment. that must come from within.
materialistic as it is, here are the items i already got, and will get: sony ericsson xperia 10 (horrible, shouldn’t have wished for), another job (it’s not bad after all, also means bigger paycheck), toyota yaris (will get before the 2nd semester starts), and last but not least, friendship. i have been extended friendship from new faces and reconnected with old ones, thanks to facebook.
what did you wish for new year, and are those wishes granted?