what happened to goodbye?

I always have variety. Variety speaks in my choices about music and books. Country and heavy rock songs.  Philosophical and romance books. But I have to be honest with you. I have a “bookshelf” of “trash” reads. (electronic books of modern/contemporary romances.)

I made a covenant between myself and my fast cascading addiction to trash reads that I will read classics by age twenty five. I still have a few years on me. You know I’m still twenteen plus! LOL. I already hid my old “bookshelf” since I’ve been rereading the same books and I tell you that it really is not good. 

I searched for new books to add in my new bookshelf. I downloaded some real heavy stuff (maybe heavy for me but not for you, *wink!). I happen to cross upon a name of a new author Sarah Dessen. Her name appeared in the top something authors of TEEN books. (I know. There’s no teen in my age though how hard I try to put it.) 

Before I sink deeper in Austen, Tolstoy, Twain and other famous writers of the old times, I must make use the remaining years before I beat the 25year-old deadline (Notice that I haven’t mentioned Sir William Shakespeare. Because I feel that reading/dissecting/digesting his works will be in another decade of my life! I was born and raised in times of modern fairy tales, spunky heroines and utterly complex heroes, stories of grandeurs, as well as outlandish creatures. Vampires, were-animals, and feys. So reading a classic is really HARD. Haha.)

And here I am reading a teen book, What Happened To Goodbye? I know it sounds heavy. But basically it’s a highly relatable story of every teen and teenage by heart (that’s me. And maybe you too!)

Synopsis: Girl’s parents divorced. Mom has a new family. Girl’s with her dad. They move around a lot. I really mean a lot. (stated four times in the book because of the father’s occupation. Perky job! Some restaurant wrangler/ overhauler. I hope you got what I mean.) Girl develops different personality types to cope with every new surroundings. And at the end, she faced her problems and went full circle.

Lesson: Everyone has to cope. New situation, old problems, persistent worries. Everyone tries to deal with whatever at hand. May it be a good coping mechanism or a bad one (let’s say not the appropriate one for the situation but not entirely bad), every person feels to do something he/she needs to do. Man is highly adaptive. But adaptation doesn’t necessarily mean productive or a destructive one.

Sometimes answers could be complex but all you need is to be true with yourself.

And when reading a book, there are some lines meant to touch your soul. Sometimes in a light manner but often times as direct assault. And here are some of those inspiring lines for me:

Your past is always your past. Even if you forget it, it remembers you.

But things change. And sometimes, people do as well, and it’s not necessarily a bad thing.

Home wasn’t a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.

Off to watch maybe an episode or two of TVD (The Vampire Diaries). It’s good to read a book with a heartfelt message but the crumbs/left-over emotion is not good for my sanity! Tah-tah!

22.03/08.01.11

TVD

I know. I got obsessed with a TV series. My bad. But honestly, watching it religiously every week since 2009 has given me a sense of purpose. Not to mention anticipation. I just finished watching TVD (for some whose not fanatics and obviously not familiar with the acronym, it’s THE Vampire Diaries! I need not explain about the THE thing.)

So here I am. After posting at my FB wall about it, it was still not enough to unleash whatever  emotion I had since watching the THE series in a marathon for four days (I had breaks you know. I still need to sleep and eat!Haha)

This is a tribute. As my favorite string quartet had tribute albums for Jimi Hendrix, Red Hot, Coldplay, Incubus, The Fray and many others, I myself need to make a tribute for the creators of this series. (if you’re not familiar with the Vitamin String Quartet, they make violin instrumentals about all those rock songs and even pop ones. Yes! My ringtone: Breakeven by the Script as performed by the String Quartet.)

I need to be a honest. I’m a great fan of vampire books. I read a LOT of vamp novels. I really mean a lot. I mentioned them in a blog of mine. I need not repeat it here again because it will be such a BORE. If you know what I mean. But I haven’t finished reading all of L.J. Smith’s books. FYI again, TVD is an adapted series from Ms. Smith’s novels.

I read a few pages of the first book but I can’t continue doing so because A.) There are a lot of differences from the book compared to the series. I don’t blame the script writers. They mean to make the series very catchy for the audience. B.) I can’t imagine Ian Sommerhalder in the book. I’d  rather see him in the flesh, albeit in my tv screen. C.) Both. 

I’m a smolderhalder fanatic. So I might tend to be a LITTLE biased here. My favorite D as in Damon scenes are A.) When he confessed his love Elena (season1, in Elena’s room before he returned the necklace with vervain. After the said confession, he erased her memories about it. Tskk. Sad.) B.) when D finally got in touch with his humanity ( when he comforted Rose, the vamp bitten by the werewolf but whom he drove a stake to the heart. Tskk. Sadder.) C.) when he confessed his love for Elena again! (when D was the one with a werewolf bite and Elena was comforting her in his ‘deathbed.’ Tskk. Saddest.)

I need not be sad. D was cured but Stefan was back to his cursed blood-oholic  with the evil Klaus. There are more to come. Watching the 44 episodes made me realized that I haven’t missed much because I was religiously watching it every single week since 2009 in tv, mind you. Im greatful for the US match airing and all those reruns. I was ‘compelled’ to do the marathon for me to appreciate the season2 finale. It was a trending topic in Twitter last May but I haven’t watched it. I was enjoying myself that time. And finally I had the opportunity to watch it now though two months late.

There are a few lessons.

Love is a sacrifice. There was a whole lot of sacrifices made in this series. For love, friendship, and family. When I was in second year high school, a teacher asked about what is love. All of us gave silly answers. We described it as if it could be quantified. But a classmate answered, SACRIFICE. Over the years, I learned the meaning of it.

Love is not always reciprocated. True. Blessed are those who love and are loved in return. For those who are not so blessed, I guess, it’s better to have loved and lost than not loved at all. It takes a lot of courage to love again after being hurt. To trust again after being devastated.

P.S.

Why I love Damon/Ian Sommerhalder’s character? (as well as millions of ladies out there)

He’s uber hot. He has gorgeous eyes (grey with flecks of blue).  I loved his cynicism, jadedness and devil-may-care attitude. A great mind, a gorgeous body and a bad ass attitude equals total smokin’ hot package. But mostly, I liked him because he loves unconditionally. He loves unselfishly. And he knew firsthand the meaning of love as sacrifice.

Tah-tah! I could finally have a decent sleep. Don’t bite me! Xxxx!

22:16/08.05.2011

Reflections

[all directed to one’s self. Not you. But for me. If applicable to you, then good. If not, just let me be. In Tagalog, walang basagan ng trip!]

Listen to your heart. You won’t always hear what you want but you will surely hear what you need.

Never be afraid of silence. You said before that when silence speaks you can’t have your peace. Now, when there’s silence, He speaks. It’s up to you if you’ll listen.

Don’t give things too much meaning. Sometimes the best approach is to take things at face value.

View the world with clarity/reality. Not with rose-colored glasses or with shattered glasses.

You know what’s best for you. You just have to act on it.

Some people die due to self-pity. Beware!

Who cares if you’re jaded or a cynic?! At least you’re not stoned. (not funny, I know)

Now you know what the difference between brooding and sulking is.

Don’t abuse/misuse words. If they are breathing, they’ll beat the hell out of you.

No man is an island. That’s why sometimes you need to take a cruise away from your Isle of Paranoia.

Some people have serious trust issues. I mean, SERIOUS. You are one of them.

Stop your introspections. It gives me the CREEPS.