I've started re-watching the live action manga-adaptation; FYI, the drama is about young Music majors trying to take on the difficult world of music.
Laugh-out-loud hilarious, heartwarming, inspiring, with a cute, nutty, and unlikely OTP -- this totally ranks as one of the best and most re-watchable dramas in my list. (Speaking of which, I really should physically make a list or something, shouldn't I?)
Nodame Cantabile is also likely the one that taught me how to appreciate manga-style J-drama, with all the crack and out-of-this-world plot twists. Despite the plot meanderings, the theme and objective of the story is solid, and moves you in all kinds of ways. God, I adore Nodame. And Chiaki. And practically everyone in the entire drama cast. The whole thing was so well done, so well-casted and so well-acted. I do remember giving this drama 5 hearts in my very first review of it, and I do it again now wholeheartedly, even just after the first episode re-watch.
And this is amusing stuff -- this is why I love using LINE. It's cute, and fun, and when I'm back in whatsapp I feel handicapped by the lack of stickers.
There I was visiting Lin's house and was super hungry, but no food!
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Memorable things over the weekend:
1) I got this surprise from my lovely friend!
Nothing makes you feel so loved as someone who takes note of the little things.
2) Went for Sarah's wedding, and OMG, she invited our APEX class from the first batch in 2008, and OMG, they are 17 years old now and so big! I met them at the reception, did a lot of exclaiming, and then felt so old.
3) June holiday trip is materialising! Happiness.
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
"In fact, my soul and yours are the same. You appear in me, I appear in you. We hide in each other."
— Rumi
Monday, May 13, 2013
The best thing a parent can do for the child is to be a good role model.
It applies to every aspect of life. In my therapy sessions too, I'm like a broken record when it comes to explaining how parents should model for the child appropriate language forms. More than linguistic abilities though, parents should be the kind of persons they want their children to be. This should be a duh concept, right -- but it's surprising how little we actually truly contemplate this and how much less it is actually implemented.
It's been a point of discussion with some friends of mine what an ideal mother is -- and while I do admire mothers who focus on their children, take time off work or quit entirely, or devote their lives to educating and homeschooling their children (and for a time period, I really thought this was the absolute best thing for kids, and maybe it really is) -- I realise that it may not be the only best answer. I've been thinking that strong, independent, doing-big-stuff-out-there women as mothers are truly equally awesome, if not more so -- because they're a model of strength, drive, ambition, service, and their values are then best passed on to their kids. I've seen and heard of some women doing things like this -- how they accomplish this feat is a different story entirely; superwoman, anyone? -- I think it's great. You want your sons and daughters to do great things for the world when they grow up? Then you do it first and show them how it's done. I think success and service run in the family.
Sunday, May 12, 2013
So many thoughts and emotions (life is a rollercoaster, yes?) but I want to tell this adorable story instead (taken from one of Shaykh Hamza's many lectures):
There was this desert man who, after catching a lizard for dinner -- yes, apparently desert people had lizards for dinner -- approached Rasulullah s.a.w. to ask, "Are you the man who claims to be the Messenger of God?"
Rasulullah s.a.w. replied: "Yes. Will you believe?"
The desert man was all-skeptical, and like, "I'll believe if this lizard believes!"
Rasulullah s.a.w. proceeded to ask, "What say you, lizard?"
And the lizard said, "I witness there is no God but Allah, and Muhammad is His Messenger."
: OOOODDDD
I totally squealed! Ah, so cute.
Ya Rasulullah. How my heart aches.
Last night, I fell asleep thinking and wondering how on Earth people live without God.
I felt so scared and sad thinking of all the terrible things and ideas and the bleakness out there -- and my God, thank You for my solace in You. If I didn't have God, I can almost guarantee I'd be on anti-depressants. How do other people do without God, I honestly am curious.
Ep 2 of Gu Family Book, as well as 3/4 of kdrama OTPs summed up in 4 caps. Seriously, angst overload, and it’s only the parents!
I was thinking as I watched the early episodes of Gu Family Book that the parents of heroes always have the saddest deals in stories -- seriously. The parents are generally awesome persons, but they will undoubtedly die terrible, unjustified deaths, so that their children will have difficult lives and grow up to become heroes.
And oh, the angst!
I am having such a dearth of good shows, and Gu Family Book is an attempt to entertain my nights -- not too bad so far, but I'm still waiting to be hooked in properly.
Well, no wonder this movie has a cult following! What a fascinating piece of work, yo.
And I do like this song too.
So much symbolism and so many levels of interpretation in this movie, not all or even many of which I actually think I agree with -- but man, I can totally appreciate how well-crafted it is! Superb how the pieces fit together only now on hindsight; this story will leave you going, What the heck just happened!!! when the credits roll. But even at that point of confusion, I already thought it was a great movie.
Then I went to dig up an explanation, and this was quite enlightening and added to my appreciation:
SPOILER!
I love it when I have an addition to either my list of must-reads or must-sees.
We talked about happiness and depression tonight (amidst my wonderful birthday dinner with some lovely friends), and I realise I've been doing something; I've been holding out on what I believe is the key to happiness and contentment -- like I'm afraid some of my friends won't believe me. Which on reflection, is such a shameful act on my part, it cracks my heart.
It's God, my friends. For me, it's There is no God but Allah, and Sayidina Muhammad is His Beloved Messenger. It's as simple as that. And I'm afraid that when I say it, some of you will think, oh that answer, I've heard it before. But it's true, and I wish you could see it, so you'll be deep-down-happy too. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I'm rainbows and ponies most days; I still have my terrible moments -- tears come quite easy to me. But there's an anchor now lodged in my heart, that's like a spring of happiness and a compass for guidance, and as long as I water it with remembrance of God, there's light in my life, come what may.