A Story.

This is a story about a girl and a boy. A story about first love that had already been buried but somehow managed to resurface again. After all, first love never dies, right? Or is it just a concept made by Hollywood? Or is it just a concept that they still want to believe because they're desperate for someone?
I don't know how they first met, was it coincidence? or was it fate? Maybe they thought it was fate that brought them together but maybe it was just a coincidence. Maybe they were not supposed to know each other. Maybe they were just supposed to meet and then leave. No feelings required.

grenade

I don't know what to write but I feel so sad right now and I know there's nothing better to relieve the pain than writing. It feels like everyone around me is sick. My brother, my friends' dads, my friend's mom and everyone. And there's nothing I can do. I always thought that everyone around me was immortal, never once I thought that someone would be gone. I thought I'd always have everyone I love in my grasp. But with everyone being sick, it made me realize that God can take anyone away from us in a blink of an eye. There's nothing immortal, not even the world. People will die so will I. So I guess people are like grenade. They will explode sooner or later and the ones who are too close to them, will feel the infinite amount of damage and pain it caused. And the pain will remain for so long and even if it is healed, it'll never be like it was once before. Because you can't fix what's been broken. You can't replace something that's missing.

I Lost a World The Other Day - Emily Dickinson (1924)

I lost a world the other day.

Has anybody found?

You'll know it by the row of stars

Around its forehead bound.

A rich man might not see it;

Yet to me frugal eye

Of more esteem than ducats.

Oh, find it, sir, for me!

The Great Gatsby; English Literature

So right now, I am currently still trying to finish "The Great Gatsby" by F. Scott Fitzgerald. Its a classic novel written in around 1800s but I'm not sure. Anyway, I've bought the book in June and I still haven't finished it yet. Not because I don't like it but because I don't really understand the old words and also the fonts are really small. Probably 7pt or something.

The Great Gatsby

 The cover is far from interesting, I know. But believe me, the plots are amazing. And the way Scott wrote the plot are perfect. And there are a lot of amazing quotes in it! For someone who likes reading quotes like me and highlighting quotes from novels, then I'm sure you'll love this book! There are quotes like:

My Favorite Books' Quotes

You know I have this weird obsession about books and the beautiful words in it. And since I have no other activity to do... I thought it'd be great to share some of my favorites quotes from books!

So yeah, here we go

1. "My thoughts are stars I can't fathom into constellation" -The Fault in Our Stars by John Green.

Well, its hard for me to write only one amazing quote from John Green's books when in fact, John has plenty of amazing quotes in his books. But then, I think this one is my favorite. I think the quote somehow reflects how my brain works. I have this amazing wonderful ideas inside my head BUT I don't know how to put them into words, into sentences. I am a shitty writer but I want to be an author. That's the problem but well......:S

Eid, and Visiting Relatives

So, first of all, I'd like to say Eid Mubarak to everyone who reads this (more like no one but yeah lol)!!!
anyway, I feel like this Ramadan went by so fast, it felt like that I was fasting for only 2 weeks instead of a whole month, but that's good, I think. I am always excited to welcome Eid. Who wouldn't be excited? You've got a lot of foods and cookies and new clothes and money. I have no reason not to be excited;)

Anyway what I kind of dislike about Eid is that my families have to visit my other relatives. My long lost relatives. It's not that I hate my relatives, well I also am not saying that I love them dearly, but you know what I mean. I don't love them or hate them but sometimes, they're annoying. Ugh. When I met all my aunts today, all they said was "OMG Ririn! You've grown up!! The last time I saw you, you were like only 6 years old oh god you're so tall now!!!!" and I was like 'OH-KAAAAAAAAAAAY??? of course I've grown up,

John Green!

I am in love with John Green!!!!!

He's literally one of the best author ever, really. His books amaze me. the way he wrote the story-lines, all the plots and the way he described things and people and everything and don't get me started with his amazing quotes that I found in his books!  his books make me feel happy, giddy, frustrated, depressed, sad and everything at the same time, and it was amazing.

These are my favorite books of John Green:
1. Looking for Alaska.
His very first book and yet, he managed to make it as a #1 New York Times bestseller book. It's a story about a boy named Miles or Pudge whose life used to be so dull and is captivated by last words. Ask him anyone's last words, and he'll answer it correctly! then, he went to a boarding school to search for a "Great Perhaps" and there, he met Alaska, a girl with a complicated life. In the end of the story, Alaska died, and no one knows whether she did it purposely or not. What I like about this book is that, it taught me that we need to leave the past behind us, that there's a reason behind every action, that the smallest thing we did can impact other's life, that nothing can last forever, not even the earth itself, that we are greater than the sum of our parts, that we are as indestructible as we believe ourselves to be and that we need never to be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken.

goldfish

Hey! it's been a while since the last time i posted something
i seriously have so much to tell, but like i've said a thousand times before, I am not good at pouring my minds into words:/
so here we go.......

My little brother just got himself a goldfish and put it in a bowl (you know that kind of typical bowl where people put a goldfish there) and last night, i kept staring at it--the bowl and the fish inside--the fish, until now, keeps on swimming back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. It got me wondered, how does it feel to be like that fish? your spaces and places are limited. Your world is only inside your bowl. Limited. No freedom. Just the same old activity everyday. What if we all live in that kind of place, a place where everything is limited and there are walls and gates wherever you go. You can do nothing but to stay in where you are right now.