I Give My First Love To You full movie (eng sub)

I' am glad and thankful that I watched this film but still both sad and satisfied of how it ended. I think having the chance to be able to spend the final hours of your life with the person you love is truly one of the best gifts in life. T_T I love them all... Thank you for posting! I owe this film another blog post! :)

Floating Mountains

They say to travel to the steepest height can bring you closer to heavens but how does it make when you fell from it? Will you fall to the deepest and loneliest part of the oasis or will you remain as who you were before you went climbing.

‘feels like cold coffee in the morning…

I really don’t know but my sudden sadness a few minutes (and hours) ago felt like a page one of my diary and I’m now on page one hundred and two.

Three guys in two weeks. Three guys coming from different stages of my life. Three guys who’ve been a part of my heart. Three guys who gave such impact. One is in a far away land. The other is just around the corner and had moved on. And the other is the one right beside me. Honestly, is this self-sacrifice that is common among these three men that I had loved and perhaps, continue to.

‘a new love in New York…perhaps?

Listening to Ed Sheeran this past few days seemed like I’m becoming more attached to people I’d never thought that I’d actually give some thoughts about because as I thought that I had already moved on or in someway like that. Is it because I watched that Korean TV show, The Moon Embracing the Sun, that I started to have this flashbacks (the guy looked like…)?

Sometimes I wish I could travel through the parallel worlds of life if they were even true. That in every situation and choices I made, I' am able to make one person one happy and really feel that happiness of theirs sink into my own parched soul.

I wonder how am I going to remember this post the next time I read it or perhaps in the future time. But I think I’ll always know how I felt when I wrote this.

‘should this be the last thing I see, I want you to know that it’s enough for me…cause all that you are is all that I’ll ever need… so in love…

Little that I got…

Well, this song, Love me for me by Cher Lloyd, seems to be one of my all time favorites. I don’t really know if it’s the “that’s it, I give up” or “that’s it, so what, I’ve lost a friend before”… Lyrics, they seem to be very interactive, very vivid that when they are sang gives them life.

 

Story of my Life by One Direction… my new favorite…

Well, I don’t know really…really what my life could’ve been if I hadn’t come to face and meet these five. Perhaps, it would just be the same, the same kind of life I had when I never had the time to listen for a moment to this rising band at that time. But surely, I wouldn’t be this happy and contended as I' am right now.

I’m happy. Happy to know them even if they don’t know me. It’s just something that everyone gets to have when you’re just a typical fan. I know that every fan claim that they’re not your typical one but they are… we are.

I love One Direction. They make me smile when I listen to their songs. I know the facts of being a big celebrity fan and the perks and downfalls of it. I know that they might not be the same person in real life and I just have to put a boundary on my likings. I liked Louis first, then Zayn… I really don’t know who’s next but I know that I’m over with my liking to Zayn. It’s fun to have these feelings for people whom you don’t know personally. Strange strangers they are.

Few days ago, I dreamt of an old crush I had in high school. He’s always seated behind me or anywhere near me. I always felt like I despise this person but it all goes down that all I’ve ever wanted was for him to like me but then we always end up fighting like cats and dogs. And then, he just goes off and I’m all left alone. Guess that one feeling I never wanted to feel again though something similar might happen but not just the same thing. But in the dream, he seems to have returned and is making my life weird again. This morning I had this weird dream wherein me and my friends were stuck with my high school best friend’s, Khea, car. It was sort of horror but then it’s just a dream. I just realized that perhaps, there are some things that we tend to unknowingly remember and it remains in our minds even until we are asleep. And these two dreams were perhaps, a product of this. I saw his profile that day and the other was perhaps, I was watching too much or is pretty preoccupied and caught in watching this television program titled Zuma. I think my creative mind is driving me crazy already but then, at least, I have a theatre in my dreams.

Well, I haven’t started reading the material I had printed last Monday (I guess, not so sure of the date). It was sort of a preparation for the real start of class next week. Yes, for this week we had no class at all. I got a talk with a working student in the coordinator’s office yesterday and she informed me that the teachers don’t have their loads yet and perhaps, the regular class will eventually begin next week. I was glad and of course, a bit sad but not entirely because of that. There were a few things that have been bothering me but I think things will work out soon. Sooner than I’d expected it perhaps. I had spent some time bonding with my high school best friend, Fatima, last Tuesday. We talked about a few funny things, ate lunch, and watched anime in Room 8. She was really a nice friend but I still don’t know if it’s my perception of life that made me conclude on that as what I would occasionally (not so sure if it’s the right word) say about my other friends. But I hate it sometimes for I always get disappointed and heart-broken by a fake loyalty.

As was announced, it seemed like there’s an impending super-typhoon entering the island. I hope that it will not bring another tragic event. Earthquakes, flood, and war---could it get any worse?

I don’t know but right now all I think of is that life is full of worse things that you just have to scrape that off the picture to find the beauty hidden behind it all.

Yes, just got to find that beauty behind it all.

And I’ll be home tonight…

It’s the second day of school (as announced by the school) but then, students weren’t even around. Enrollment is still going on and it seems like the faculty is empty of teachers.

Well, I guess it’s just the typical first week of second semester in this university. Why should I even question the event itself when it’s been like this ever since I entered college.Though it may look like the stereotyped first week still it appears to be a different lonesome scenario. I just wish that there would be more people.

Always been like this. Or it might just have been a sad one because I’m quite all alone. I was with my friends few hours ago but it’s different. Always different yet always the same. Is there anything that can be done with this or so it appears that nothing can be done at all.

“STORY OF MY LIFE”

Watching a new video of One Direction, Story of my Life, seemed to have brought few good memories back flashing on my mind. Though I’ve heard of it a few days ago, I feel disappointed because the video was released a day ago (and I got it wrong on my post because I thought it was two days ago). It was really a new tune and it played very well with the beautiful voices of the boys. It was an amazing song.

And here I’ am as another flashed through my mind. This is not a music video nor a movie but this is an anime. I’ve been watching a couple of anime this semester’s vacation and I’ve never thought that I would be watching bizarre ones not that it really affects me but it seems like it is an efficacious one because it made me learn something, perceive a picture in  different light. I was glad though a bit saddened on how others have realized it. I think it’s my own delivery when I shared it to them that was at fault but then, I’m not sure on that myself. It was a beautiful anime and as I learn more from it, I see more of the different aspects of life. I was confused but then amused as well.

This post’s title had its origins from the lyrics of Story of my Life though I changed one word and that is from ‘gone’, I changed it to ‘home’ because with all these things that had happened, I felt like I’m getting closer home than being thrown away farther. Growth should not be a matter that will lead you out of your comfort zone but it is making that comfort zone of yours a little wider. ^___^

That’s all for today’s post! Really happy.