23 sept 2022
carnival like thing next to hotel, with a maze, a viking ship, slide. i went maze first, two paths, one more dark and one more bright with all the actual obstacles. i ended up going the path that was darker but it was like a shortcut with no obstacles at all.
then afterwards lots of doors (3-4) to get to the rooms and activities before, my cousins didnt wanna hang with me, left me alone. they went to play with matt and his gf and the others and i was v sad and told mom but she wasnt very understanding. thad said he’ll hang out with me lol
24 aug 2022
public garden-esque convention, came across a stuffed toy hospital that i brought pompompurin to. at the counter there were a bunch of baggu stuff (hello kitty run) and we bonded over our love for baggu
7 oct 2021
scrolling on IG, saw people posting "rest easy" about g, thought she died. went to a funeral, cried etc etc and while queuing to write in the guestbook (?) i mentioned the person in front of me dresses just like g would and she turned and it was g.
i panicked, it was my turn to write in the book and idk who it was but i wrote "xx was warm hearted" lol
8 aug 2021
long queues to go to mrt.. lots of fear but not much actual attacking/ biting. panicking, peeping through door holes, checking if door is locked, realising it doesnt lock properly. etc. ee julia going to shangrila to hide/stay.
The whole skin has this delightful sensitivity; it feels the sun, it feels the wind running inside one's garment, it feels water closing on it as one slips under - the catch in the breath, like a wave held back, the glow that releases one's entire cosmos, running to the ends of the body as the spent wave runs out upon the sand. This plunge into the cold water of a mountain pool seems for a brief moment to disintegrate the very self; it is not to be borne: one is lost: stricken: annihilated. Then life pours back.
| Nan Shepherd
Listening deeply is how we develop the art of attention, which leads to asking better questions. Being available for, and present with, others is how we start to learn how to listen to our own heart and see more clearly the intentions behind each of our actions in every single moment.
If someone asked me “What are the signs of love?” I would have said without hesitation, It’s the familiarity and the removal of cost, And to find yourself not having to lie, and the embarrassment removed between you two, and see yourself acting in your nature without trying to be something else so she likes you, And that you two keep silent and the silence gets delicious, And that one of you two talk and listening gets delicious.
| Mustafa Mahmoud
"if you find a conversational partner who’s willing to get a little weird, you can use the room you’re in to build a shared memory palace. when you discover an interesting train of thought, you “place” it somewhere in the room. pretty soon, you’re literally surrounded by the convo
the weird thing is you can come up with new connections or concepts by physically moving/dancing between the landmarks in your mini memory palace
you’re basically setting up an infrastructure that lets you see ideas in visual form before you know how to translate them into words"
“The way human beings speak is so heartbreaking to me—we never sound the way we want to sound. We’re always stopping ourselves in mid–sentence because we’re so terrified of saying the wrong thing. Speaking is a kind of misery. And I guess I comfort myself by finding the rhythms and accidental poetry in everyone’s inadequate attempts to articulate their thoughts. We’re all sort of quietly suffering as we go about our days, trying and failing to communicate to other people what we want and what we believe.”