Sep 24, 2009

Time is a magical thing...

After seeing Time Traveller's Wife today, wow it made me think so much on my way home. That movie, I got to say, was one of the most impacting movie I've ever seen. Maybe to other people it's just a normal chick flick. Sure enough it was. But well...if you have the ability to travel through time would you really want to see your future? The people you're going to meet, who you're going to marry and when you're going to die? Would you really want to go back to the past, knowing nothing can be changed. For Henry, it isn't a choice. I personally won't want to know my future. I'd like to live it out. I'd like to make a decision without having to know what I've chosen. Uncertainty brings along spices in life. The unknown is what keeps us interested. The ongoing question mark in life is what pushes us forward, seeking for the answer.

By the way, Eric Bana looks a bit like Mr. Schick and Rachel McAdams a LITTLE like Jessica Alba. This is going to stir up a controversy so I'll shut up. So yea I really enjoyed the movie...you just can't NOT cry in these types of movie.

So a little update on my senior life. It has been quite...an adventure. I think to some extent, the title of a "senior" makes people behave differently. Is this what psychology means as the environment forces us to become who we are? - B.F. Skinner :) yay I still remember! But yea it's almost as if this title entitles some people to do just about anything they want. It's strange that for the last year of high school life, you discover things you've never noticed before, especially the things that are most familiar to you for all your life.

Gotta make every moment count they say.

How do you make something count? Time is a magical thing. The more you try to grasp it, the more it slips out of your hand. I think it's safe to say, nothing lasts forever. Nothing but my God. The people you hold so dear today, the people you trust and the people you turn your tears to - one day they will be gone. And I think about my life after high school. I think about the people I turn to whenever I have the lowest days...will there still be talks in the park? Each bus stops, each store, each street holds its own memories. It's strange that the memories you remember most clearly aren't those with lots of laughs and lots of people. What I remember the most is when walking alone gets difficult, someone is there beside you.

Things that used to be so important, lost their appeal. If it means I need to walk out of my way to be a friend, I'll walk away alone. If it means I need to stand alone, I'll stand alone. The world seems very small, when you're stuck in your comfort zone. There is so much to discover when you're willing to turn your head around.

All my regrets, all my acclaims
The joy and the pain
I'm making them yours