People think soulmate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that's holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important people you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with one? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then they leave. And thank God for it.
I was wondering alone in front of my laptop. The night is getting old and it's silence surrounding me whole. Caught between what I thought and what I felt.
There are things you need to experience first before you can understand. Of how life goes and what it means. Of where fate leads and what it brings. And in some point of that journey, you can finally say: it's okay. This world is not meant to be perfect. You are not meant to get everything you want.
I drifted away... I have blamed them, her, him. I have blamed me. But still I couldn't find peace in the black sheep. So for almost too long time, I finally embrace reality and take life as it is.
There got to be reasons for everything. There got to be greater good in the further of your going.
Make believe. Someday I will understand.
It'd been raining all morning and I dove my way back beneath the blanket. I used to love rain, but the humid weather and a cloudy heart was just too much.
To say that I wasn't expecting this to happen would be a lie. And I knew it was partly my fault. Because I failed to do what I was expected.
But still I wondered why. Was that because you and I were not as close as we're supposed to? Or because you didn't like me that much? Or maybe because you picked something else above me?
Well, if that's the case, then did that mean I did something wrong? Or simply never been good enough?
Then tell me where did I go wrong. Be mad at me.
You should tell me because I wasn't mind reader. You should criticize me because that would make us better. Don't give me sweet words or blame yourself for mistakes you did not do.
I had never been perfect and neither had you. But we're in this together to be better. So speak your mind and confront me if you have to. Anything but this silence of thin air.
Last Saturday I watched that so-called four fingered pianist. Well, I have to say that if you went to that show to watch a piano recital, perhaps you'd be a little disappointed. Because it was so not about piano performance. Instead, it was more like motivation training.
You see, this Hee Ah Lee was born with Lobster Claw syndrome. Meaning, she only has two fingers each hand and her legs end about the knees. At first, I thought she was too exposed by her 'imperfection', like Manohara. But then as I remembered the tagline of this show: Dream The Impossible Dream, I realized that it was necessary to mention her 'decays' to show how strong she actually is.
Her performances was poor IF she's a normal pianist with complete sets of fingers. Too many skipping notes and quite messy tempo. It wasn't Fantaisie Impromptu or Hungarian Dance as you usually heard.
Nonetheless, this was a good show.
There's this video about her life and how she managed to be what she is now. I was crying even before she got on stage. You could see her struggle and belief, and really got carried away with her story. And she's really nice and naive and sweet and always smiled. Looks like she's always happy no matter what.
She's a living proof that you can reach even the unreachable star. I mean, playing classical repertoire is already difficult as it is. I can barely imagine how hard she'd worked on that to be able to perform the way she had (she said she practiced 10 hours a day. No kidding!).
If you can have the best, why doing for the less? Feel free to dream the most impossible dream.
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