Mar 30, 2012

For One More Day

Assalamualaikum! :)

"You can be mama's boy or you can be daddy's boy, but you can't be both."

     I bought this book long time ago, when I went to that Big Bad Wolf Book Fair last semester. For I was so caught up with so many things before, I haven't had the chance to read it until now. (Hah, alasan!  :P) I even borrowed it to two of my friends before I even read it, haha. Okay, For One More Day, written by Mitch Albom is a story of a mother and a son. If you are a keen reader you would know Mitch Albom from his famous book, The Five People You Meet in Heaven.

     Okay, the story. Charley Benetto grew up looking up to his father. But when his father suddenly left one morning, his mother took over the job of being a single parent, doing her very best to take care of him and his sister. At that time, divorce was not a normal scene in any family in his neighbourhood and when his father left, his mom tried to keep things as normal as possible. There were no explanations on why things turned out to be that way, no explanations on why his father left. Divorce was scandalous and since his mother hadn't left the town, she became the victim of vicious assumptions. Of course, people would pity you, being the victim of a broken family but no woman would let a pretty divorced woman anywhere near her husband, or family. But I really respect how the mother has been able to raise her children even without a man in the family. Seriously his mom was so cool.

     As you read the book, you could probably relate to some events in the book. How sometimes a child was more in favour to either the father or the mother. Charley, as his mom called him, was in his father's, trying to win him the attention that he never seems to get. He played baseball because his father wanted him to and he was good at it. When his father left, he kept playing, as if it acts as a subtle thread of fatherhood, keeping his father alive in every home run. And that's how sometimes you keep a relationship that already died long ago alive eay? By doing things you used to do with the other party, hoping it would somehow bring you the same feeling and probably, bring the person back to you.

     Despite being raised by his mother with abundance of love, of course, Charley like any other child would long for a love of a father. Even as a grown-up man, he still try to impress his father by doing things that sometimes make his mother disappointed, like dropping out of college to play in the league.

"Going back to something is harder than you think."

     True enough. Sometimes, when we make choices we always thought that we could somehow make up things for the choice that we didn't choose, thinking that there will always be a chance for us to fix things. We have all done things we swear we will have never done if we could go back in time. That's normal I guess. Making a wrong choice, teach you to make a better choice in the future. Hopefully.

     So there you go, a review. And an update! Yeay me! Haha. Actually, there's a lot more to tell but oh well, you would have to read the book to know the rest of the story. Until then, be safe, be happy. Have a great weekend! :D

Mar 28, 2012

Lets Run

So lets run and get ourselves lost in poisonous dreams.


Mar 14, 2012


Courage is a hard thing to figure. You can have courage based on a dumb idea or mistake, but you're not supposed to question adults, or your coach or your teacher, because they make the rules. Maybe they know best, but maybe they don't. It all depends on who you are, where you come from. Didn't at least one of the six hundred guys think about giving up, and joining with the other side? I mean, valley of death that's pretty salty stuff. That's why courage it's tricky. Should you always do what others tell you to do? Sometimes you might not even know why you're doing something. I mean any fool can have courage. But honor, that's the real reason for you either do something or you don't. It's who you are and maybe who you want to be. If you die trying for something important, then you have both honor and courage, and that's pretty good. I think that's what the writer was saying, that you should hope for courage and try for honor. And maybe even pray that the people telling you what to do have some, too.  

Michael Oher, The Blind Side.

Mar 8, 2012

Hiding Away

Don't run away, don't drift away, don't hide away.
Hilary Duff, Hide Away.


     I don't even know how the subject got into the surface but when we were chatting the other day, this one friend of mine, N, mentioned that she loved reading my blog. It's good to know that I do have readers. Hew hew. And it is interesting to know what the readers actually thought of your writing.

     I rarely update my blog nowadays. Not as frequent as I used to. Why? I don't know. I do have things to write about. Sad. Happy. Things in between. Random stuff. You know, when you blog, you're actually unleashing the other side of you. The part of you that you never realized you have before.The alter ego? Well, probably. I used to be able to write what I feel. Used to. Sometimes I am amazed by how my writing can actually understands my thoughts better than my verbal words. The thing is, it doesn't work that way anymore. I tried to write. I typed, hesitated, reread and delete. It's not right, one side of me comment. It's dull. It's just not right. It's lame. It's this and that. And that was it.

     You know what's upsetting about this? It's that, when you are unable to write all those things,  it gets stuck there. Those petty feelings. In that small mind of yours. When writing was your only resolution of letting it off, what do you do when your hands refuse to do the heart a favor of getting all those written and forgotten? I have no idea. I'm at loss.

I'll keep trying. Will definitely.