When Friendship Turns To Blue

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There is one particular thing I learned when I have entered thirty.

If my opinion about this has become sharper than when I was on my twenties, it is just because life is full of lessons.


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I remember a talk with one of my good friends when I couldn’t answer him back a question. This happened when we were at university. We had a casual talk and a question about the way I thought about friendship appeared on the air. He asked, “So you are such a picky, you won’t call these friends as your friends? They must be good for you until you call them “friend”, huh?”

What he meant “these friends” were our friends in class.

In my mind was loudly echoed with an answer, “Of course they must be good that’s why there is the same word attached to it.”. But I couldn’t say anything. I thought twice on what to answer. Was I picky? Was I? I stayed silent. I thought my statement was wrong. Should have I opened a wide door for some people easily to be a friend with and told them “You all are my friends”?

Back then I was quiet. I wasn’t brave enough to say what I had in mind but time has taught me as growing older.

I have some personal thoughts about friendship which it’s been stored in my life dictionary for the last few years. Friendship has stages: a friend, a good friend and a best friend. The last one is formed by three essential things: heart, time and history. The heart gives you signs for good or bad, good and bad. Time is a key to why “just” a friend could be a good friend, and a good one could turn in to a best friend. History formed by times. History is what I value. And these three are flexible.

Looking at my different friendships from the past and present, there are tons of things I’ve learned including how important maintaining it because sometimes it goes low, sometimes is high. Friendship also has its own age, by remembering this we all know time is the essence. Never buy friendship, cause it has to be genuine and pure from both sides.

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Have you ever sat alone staring at the clear blue sky and thought of an old friend just popped up in mind? With some questions like how is he doing right now? Where is she living for all these years?

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Time is changing in flash. There was a time in silence I thought about how blue my friendship with a friend who used to spend hours and hours laughing on the phone when both had problems, something to say, or even for stupid jokes. We live a thousand miles apart yet distance and time zone do not matter. She was one of my best friends and still be, but our friendship has changed drastically. I used to think the way she disappeared was such vexatious reality which made it faded. I was like “I didn’t get it” in the beginning. Questions in mind for some mistakes I did, might be, disappearing in the dark.

I wondered if there were one or two things I did wrong. I wondered if it was just something she wanted by creating distance between us. I wondered and kept wondering until I stopped worrying about it. Our friendship was sweet but it didn’t have a long age as I thought it would be. Our friendship turned to blue and unfortunately, the blue was dark enough. Was I sad? Remembering the first time we met, together we travelled in our twenties, laughter on the mountain and sunshine we shared with fog on the lake, all those moments. I might be wrong expressing my feeling into words but I learned, no matter how much joys and tears we had in the past, nothing last forever.

I sometimes think the way it turned blue and later faded with no single trace is such a new lesson I must take. But I won’t let all the worries haunted me if, on the other side of our friendship, she didn’t feel the same. Just like a phone call, it can only last as long as the person on the other end of the line is willing to talk. As I will never buy a new friendship, I won’t begging for such a blue to be bright.

The feeling of loss is still there. One time in a darkened room, a restless thought was jumped in my mind.

 


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How about a dear friend I love right now, when will our healthy and bloomy friendship end? Three years? Five?

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I used to write It Feels Like An Autumn when I felt restless if my friendship with one of the very best friends would change bit by bit. He is one of the most important persons in my life. We have gone through monumental moments in life together. He was there when I was nothing. When I crawled to reach what I’m having this day. My insecurity was increased just because he started his new life chapter.

Let me take you to my mind.

As I am right now who do not think of marriage in the next few years, the feeling of loss is something I must take. As someone whose kindness is real to me decided to take a new life chapter as a family man, I felt insecure if we won’t have much time to talk like before. Or to even have a five minutes phone call. I was worried if someday the way we both walk in a very far distance without some hellos or goodnights. If you are having the same feeling with me, I need to tell you one thing; if the friendship is last for more than ten years, there is no need to worry too much for such things. I later realized that my friendship with him is still strong no matter how our life has changed. And that’s all because those three essential things: heart, time and history are all still solid. Our hearts are strongly connected. Time makes us closer while we cherish our friendship by creating more memories. People say by growing older your circle will be smaller, and that’s a hundred percent true.

We may not have a weekly phone call or even texting but when both minds are connected through the spirit, the friendship is real. I used to think about him if he was doing good one time in the afternoon. Five minutes later I saw his text of how are you appeared on my iPhone. That was enough to prove how strong the friendship we have until we ended by spending 45 minutes over the phone. Talking about life with laughter in between.

This heart-bounding moment also happened in another scene.

I’m currently having a three good year of friendship with a dear friend whose background and culture are totally different. If you read this blog, you might know how many times I’ve mentioned his name. As a genuine kind-hearted human being who I respect from the day we became friends, he taught me that our friendship must be mutual, it has to be two ways of love, respect, understanding and also communication.

There were few monumental moments I could count as true-friendship bond. And all of them were meant a lot to me. He was there when I failed on something important which I have waited for so long, twice. The first one was deep while the second almost made me crazy. I had fallen to pieces for this particular “thing”. He might not realise how much his text at 2am when all my fingers were frozen while writing a text of failure, meant to me. He might not realise his voice recording to cheering me up after the second fail was something I keep till date. Even though he always there when I need to talk, I feel something different recently.

The way I look at myself as someone who always asks his time to listen to my problem but never heard any of his, it takes me back to the meaning of mutual friendship. Do we really have this friendship? Am I become demanding? As I write this sentence I will be honest on this. I just feel that mutual friendship doesn’t really work both ways. If this is a weight scale, the left side is heavier than the right. I might be fallacious.

But it’s bothering me sometimes.

I used to take steps back when I was just about to call him for something. The reason why he was the correct person to talk to was that he has the experience. I’m sure if I did, he won’t mind picking my call. As we both are getting busier this day, I could include this as a perfect reason to leave the phone call hanging for some time. I am the kind of person who always asks for permission by text if I need to speak to my best friends, except there is something bad happens. Apart from that, it’s rude to make a call directly. This applies to him as well, particularly he is European. There is such a culture of politeness which is different from how Asian would take. The phone call never happened. I was wondering perhaps a part of me was trying to test the mutual friendship from his side by not making a call or sending a text.

From the day I had a will to ask a question till a month, he later sent me a text written in German. The funny thing was I thought about him an hour before I saw his text on my iPhone, wanted to find out if he was doing great but my fingers stopped typing so I went back to a thought of “is this mutual?”. And I still keep the question behind.

Till date, I’m still learning the state of this friendship. Perhaps, I should appreciate more to kind gesture as simple as a text of how are you after a while and count it as proof.

I do intensely cherish this precious bond though there are still many insecure feelings like, I never know how long this would last.

An Ode To Miss Swift’s Song Craft

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Talking about music, it has been a part of my morning rituals listening to some favorites. I listen to any genres as long as its easy listening (mostly pop of course, heavy metal I don’t even understand period). According to my true self, I’m more into Ed Sheeran’s music. I just love how he creates songs that could touch any souls (Divide is my fav album of him, so far). I’m not going to write about Sheeran on this post but praising Miss Swift.

If you read the reason behind my online account Ayiswift here, Swift isn’t for Taylor Swift. Perhaps this time around, I won’t bother if it does just to show how much I adore her writing talent. I don’t read celebrity news anymore (I did, ages ago) but from Twitter I do read some flash news about popular human beings sometimes. Miss Swift, from the snake drama till giant snakes everywhere on her Reputation tour, shows us how to build a castle from the bricks they threw at you.

Although my favorite album of hers till date is 1989, but I have chosen thirteen songs which are inside “Taylor Masterpieces” on my iPhone (why thirteen? isn’t her lucky number is 13? That’s what I know from Instagram. This list is inspired by an article by Rob Sheffield on Rolling Stone) 

13 Let’s Praise I Swear I don’t Love the Drama, It Loves Me. When Reputation came out and there is a song featuring Ed Sheeran, I knew I’d play it hundred times. Even though I prefer the simplicity on Everything Has Changed than End Game, but I’ll keep this collaboration among 13 favorite songs from Miss Swift. The clip is big yes, but Ed Sheeran also wrote and sang on the song is more YES and BTS is more and more YESS

12 I’m a Nightmare Dressed Like a Daydream. Count that lyric as a triumph of a song writing. Nothing beats Miss Swift for her creativity on this song even though Thinking Out Loud took the trophy as SOTY at Grammy, the same night when she became the first woman won AOTY twice

11 Someday When You Leave Me, I Bet These Memories Follow You Around. Perhaps it’s true what she said. Some memories of someone won’t last forever but they would follow you even in your Wildest Dream. I’ll make it clear, if the song is perfect and the clip represents more about the whole meaning, it’s A plus. This is a song I always listen on my window seat pretending I saw those wild scenes as beautiful as what was in the clip, on sunset, what else? I won’t mind even if it’s just pretend

10 We Never Go Out of Style. Without mentioning how artistic the clip is, Style is kind of song I’d play in an open car on California endless road. Well, it’s kind a dream to ride Maybach in California passing the coast on summer with a style. If Rob Sheffield has his own favorite lyric on each of Swift’s songs, so do I

9 No, There is Nothing Good Starts in a Getaway Car. Most of her fans have been asking for video clip on this particular song and I think I’d like too. She built a cheating love story in a very smart and classy way along with Jack Antonoff. As I admire how both of them came out with the damn-I-love bridge on a creative writing session, I also admire how dark Getaway Car sounds from the intro

8 Remember When We Couldn’t Take The Heat?. Out of The Woods is the best song from 1989 of course. It’s weird but genius. I also love the idea behind the clip. Trust Joseph Khan for that

7 Everyday is Like A Battle, but Every Night with Us is Like A Dream. This one is on my Morning Booster list, too. One of the best from 1989. The clip shows how magical being live in her stadium tour. You’d agree with me after looking at the endless ocean of crowds with those light sticks glittering. It must be an experience for everyone who has attended the tour

6 I Love The Riddles that You Speak. Ours is a kind of romantic song that is so simple but cleverly done. The strength is on the lyrics, only an acoustic guitar is enough to let it resonance beautifully on the air. Ours teaches you that people throw rocks on the thing that shines which makes love looks hard

5 They Took The Crown but It’s Alright. I’ve read what the co-writer behind Call It What You Want, Jack Antonoff, wrote when the song was just released. Use your earpieces on midnight walk when listening to this song. I tried once when I was walking back to my hostel in Hong Kong at 2am. He was damn right, the song turned to be more magical

4 I Don’t Wanna Miss You Like This. If you never know this song, it’s also written by Dan Wilson, the same magic hand behind Someone Like You. I also found this song is vulnerable but in a very artsy way. It catches my attention first time the rhythm and the lines “taxi cabs and busy streets, that never bring you back to me”, and “but you’re in London, and I break down, cause it is not fair that you are not around”. Although it’s never been released as a single from Red, it’s one of the best from the album imho

3 Isn’t It? Isn’t It? Isn’t It?. Delicate’s one of my favs from Reputation. Also, the idea behind even there was a rumor it’s kinda similar with Kenzo ads the clip is gorgeously executed. She’s well known for Easter eggs in every clips but the message behind Delicate is just stunning even without those eggs you need to find. My favorite part is “sometimes I wonder when you sleep, are you ever dreaming of me” oh wait, this one too “sometimes when I look into your eyes, I pretend you’re mine all the damn time” I have one more: a whole song

2 But On a Wednesday, in a Cafe I Watched it Begin Again. Okay, I admit it’s quite hard selecting her songs by how beautiful the lyrics are but my number two would always be Begin Again. I mean, let me make it clearer. Paris, cafe, Leica, subtle morning sun, and coffee in the video, how could I won’t love the whole scenes?

1 Cause I Remember it All, All, All. Only one word could describe All Too Well: Masterpiece. Everything about it is so damn perfect. The song craft is something else, the details on the lyrics are brilliant. I didn’t know before that refrigerator light in the dark could be so romantic until I heard the line of “we’re dancing around the kitchen in a refrigerator light.” Only a genius could create that out-of-the-box lyric kind of. Every lines shows the fragility of brokenhearted of losing someone in a very, I don’t have a word to describe it anymore

13 in number isn’t enough apart of other underrated songs among the well known ones. But if you ask me what else, Wonderland!!!!, I would say Clean, All You Had To Do Was Stay, Best Day, Dancing With Our Hands Tied, This Love, You Are in Love, and etc etc.

After watching some of her world tour videos and interviews on YouTube, I came to realize that Miss Swift is such a hard working artist, out of the box, always craves for something best, and she’s (this is just an honest opinion, you can’t trust what media said right?) such a super kind. I adore how she controls her creative license on music, her ideas on how people said bad things about her and turned to be something could slap them back with Grammys. Isn’t that cool?

 

P.S. Swift’s photograph is taken from Pinterest. Edited by me.

It Feels Like An Autumn


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“I’m ready for everything, in case it happens very soon.”

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Someone asked me ~with all her worries~ this question: how would I feel if one of my very, I mean it, very very best friends steps back out of a zone we both called a friendship after he married?

With a little smile, I could only show my feeling. Even though I knew it’s going to be hard.

I do realize when we grow old our circle becomes smaller. And with that, we all know that our heart could clearly find those we could called as best friends. It might not be a bunch, but they are enough to be counted with our fingers. Her question was such a bullet in a daydream. I knew what I always wanted to say, “I’m ready for everything, in case it happens very soon.” Perhaps it’s really easy just to say in words but not in heart. Perhaps it’s easy to accept a nonsense reason such as, distance becomes a big deal. Sometimes I pretend myself.

She was quite very emotional if she lost him for the sake of that long time friendship, too. The way we think might be different but we both know it isn’t that easy looking at someone we know for years has changed a little, become someone else. A stranger per se. But someone has chosen his path, with all dreams he wanted to share with someone we don’t know. Marriage life might change him as a person but what I know, even when I feel my own shiver in autumn, I would never forget his kindness. I would never erase our moments we spent together those days. Midnight. Drizzles. Sunset. Final year. Stupids. Hard times. Everything that has scored in my heart.

This is why its called a life, isn’t it?

I’m Brave Enough To Learn These

 


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Have you ever pretended yourself by accepting some lies and still feel ok?

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If you did, stop pretending.

I believe every corner of this life always has two parts: Bright and dark. High and low. Far and close, you mention.

I also believe everywhere on this earth, people are the same. There are always bad and good people. I, honestly, truly believe every single person I’ve met or/and I’ll meet will always teach me a lesson. Either good or bad, it would still become a lesson. Here on this page, I’d like to share something around personal thought of mine about what I had experienced lately. This is a general thought on how I had a certain attitude to an issue with someone who later I realized was such the worst liar I ever met. I must admit it has become one of the bitterest lessons in my social life.

It was started on usual colleagueship, time flies and ended with something bad happened between us. The worst part of it (in my opinion) was this someone doesn’t even realize what he did wrong. If I may say, he pretends by ignoring his bad manner by being a liar. I won’t write our problem clearly here to shorten the story and concentrate more on the lessons. I’ve never been so mad to someone before this till I do not really care if somebody at the office thinks I’m not professional keeping a distance to this “someone” till right now by not separating our private issue with professional life.

I have opened my eyes clearly that this has to end with lessons:

  • When someone lied to you once, it’s okay to forgive. But if someone lied to you twice, and thrice, and you still feel ok, STOP PRETEND you are okay. It is definitely wrong. Follow your feeling. I personally can’t stand for a liar. I know as a human I would never be perfect, we all won’t. As people said, err is human. We all make mistakes. We sometimes would lie to someone in circumstances but don’t make lying’s such a habit. Forgiveness is a nice thing to do, do forgive but to forget is another matter
  • I had a conclusion after I thought about this problem, I opened my eyes that staying away from human being like him is a wise choice. I gave a second chance for a good colleagueship cum friendship but it didn’t work till I stood on a stage of “It is your right to erase someone in your life”, sounds that bad? Truth. Don’t look for a foe, life is too short. When you meet with a liar whose lies are endless, step back, stay away, and if you think to erase him/her is the best choice THEN DO. This may sound a bit hard but remember: to live your life is your own business
  • My close friends may know I often say, “Let me enjoy today like tomorrow doesn’t exist” meaning that I do teach myself by remembering today is the only day I live, every single day. And as I said, life is too short. My choice to give gap and distance with a liar is a wise one (the bad thing is we meet everyday in the office, f*ck). Instead, focus to live my best life with people I love and respect is the only choice to stay happy
  • Speak up. Don’t be scared to say something you don’t like or feel wrong. If you have spoken to someone you are having a problem with, and he/she still do the same thing, then stop it. If you have tried giving his/her a second chance and it didn’t work then DON’T WASTE YOUR TIME. It is better to move on searching for happiness than living with bad feelings. Remember, don’t look for foe :) cause it’s not healthy living with heartaches :)

 

Because when trust is broken, sorry means nothing.

A Poem For The Brave



You crumbled my emotional dreams

You made me cried overnight

Few times

It was casually cruel, to be honest

Till I felt “it’s okay, to give up”

You gave me some heartaches, deep down to my heart

But that’s okay

You taught me how to stand straighter after crawling

from falling

Thank you for all those moments

For all those ups and downs

For all those random human beings

And let us became friends

Some have become my best friends

For giving me opportunities to see other parts of this earth

Thank you

I’ll let you show some shines and I know

you will give me some differences in my life

Let most of them be adventurous

Which could make me pursue

To always give my very best


Favs

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“I’ve been quite on Instagram for almost two months (yes! :)) but here on this page I’ll try to keep updating…”


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It’s good to disconnect with social media and live more “real and lively” without curious looking at someone else’s life :) At least by reducing my time scrolling pages on Instagram, I could finish some books by having reading time before bed calls. Tho for the past two weeks, I didn’t really have time to read in the evening cause hell ya, I’d been working like crazy this December. I’m trying to recover myself from those sleepless nights, eating random food at random times, and from “everywhere-beds” (uh I slept on the floor you know at one shopping mall when I had to finish a pop-up store for one brand).

For me, it is necessary to give ourselves a reward after we work hard. Not essentially have to be something fancy, some good food would be good :) an iPhone X would be awesome (LOL I wish I could!). Last night I thought about adding this handsome guy for myself :P but ended with a camera case on eBay. Perhaps I should put on hold cause ah, every time I remember I have to build my own kitchen and some pieces of furniture involved, there is a whisper on my mind like “focus!” :P. Okay, I should respect myself.

So here, I just want to share some fav things I love recently :)


It’s All Right

My life’s such a roller coaster recently. Many things happened, good and bad. Some were worse than I could imagine. But like what people say, this is a journey.

Sometimes I’ll win, sometimes I’ll lose. That’s okay. That’s how life teaches me. Just like you, I’m a human. I’ll cry when it’s time to cry yet I should always try to enjoy this life as often as I can. 

“You only get one life. It’s actually your duty to live it as fully as possible” ~ Jojo Moyes 

 

Cheers!

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