Thoughts and memories

Whilst clearing my room for the new year, I took some time to read through my past journals and thought books. And I don't think I fully understand myself. Sometimes I feel like I'm reading from a more matured version of me in 2010, and sometimes I feel not. I read crazy things and i read sad things. I feel everything. Like they are all my sisters. 

Also, I found some illustrations and doodles that I did for fun that are long forgotten. Feels nice looking through them. Here are some: 

I love writing and documenting stuff. It means a lot to me. I usually have a blank note book that I carry around with me to write or draw stuff whenever~ it won't mean much now but 5 or 10 years down, it becomes so freakin precious. 

Hey you, Start one this coming year ;)  

Truth

I do believe that you are capable of such things. Life is short, why do you want to do much harm. Live, and be happy. There is no exercise better than lifting the hearts of others. 

Happiness

Today, a thousand feet up in the air and all I can think of is you. How you were helpless, stripped of hope, and manage such a childhood. How you had no where to go in the middle of the night, how you must have felt, so lost and desolated. A tear runs down your cheek and you quickly brush it away before I can see it. I can hear your pain from your cracked voice and see the sorrow from your eyes. A thousand feet up in the air, I thought about fate. I thought about how it is possible that we don't know each other and suddenly you are in my life and I in yours, and strange that I feel like I've known you for a long time, like it belongs. 

I teared. 

I feel conflicted at times. To build up walls, or not. Stories from here stories from there. Some lies, some pride, some just plain unnecessary.  Some take harder paths, and some don't. And halfway we might lose each other, but look where we are. So put pride away, put ego aside because beneath it all, we are the same. Family, or friends, or foe? In situations where I am forced to put up walls, I would still choose to love. 

and I would choose love over and over again...

because life is really too short to be anything but happy. 

Laufersweiler with Love

well I don't really know where to start. Its been such an amazing week and I've learnt so much. I've heard so many stories, both heartbreaking ones and the ones that bring a smile to your face. Occasionally it hurt, but most importantly, I've learnt about love. 

Oma lives in germany with Opa in this place called Laufersweiler. They live in a very quaint and cozy house in the country side, so I thought since I'm in europe I should just pop by and visit them. And so coincidentally my somewhat extended family are coming over too, on the same day! Imagine! 

I've been so spoilt the whole time there. Oma makes the most amazing breakfast spread ever. Theres everything, and can I also add that she grows her own fruits and plants and makes AMAZING jam out of her crops. More pictures when you scroll down! 

Oma and Opa looking extremely cute even after 40 years. 

Here is Oma looking extremely pleased with her jam collection . She even labelled every jar. I need to live here forever. 

Early christmas dinner at Gugu's. So yummy, I ate too much and coma-ed.

Opa seriously loves birds. He spends most of his time taking beautiful photos of birds. Super cute. And every morning during breakfast, he would put a few of his favourite shots on a flash drive and let the pictures play in a slideshow on the TV. I think this a great idea instead of watching tv. We gather as a family and look through photos and memories and create conversation. I think this is great, until they started showing pictures of chicken rice and fish ball noodles, and then I got a bit home sick. :(

Taking battle ship very seriously. 

What a great week~~~  Happy girl is happy. I honestly didn't think I'd survive because of the first night. Ok ghost story time. When we first reached home, Opa said that he hopes that I don't mind their house because its a witch house. (He meant that its small/cozy/old) but I took it literally, that it belonged to witches. Scenes from the Conjuring and Annabelle started to replay in my head and I was seriously freaked out. But anyway, on the first night I went to bed after reading and suddenly jolted up awake in sweat. So i went to turn down the heater, but whilst doing so I realised that it was only 12am. But it felt like I slept for a really long time, so I double checked with my phone. And my phone says that its 315am. So at that point I was confused for a bit, and then right in front of my eyes I saw the clock hand move super fast to 315am. And I was like HOLY SHIT WHATS HAPPENING. WHY IS THE CLOCK HANDS MOVING SO FAST AND GOING CRAZY. There was this scene in the conjuring about clock stopping at a certain time and then moving around, I was seriously freaked out.

I quickly just went back to bed and hid under the covers and focused my thoughts on eggs. All kinds of eggs: poached eggs, 5min boiled vs 10 min boiled, raw egg, scrambled egg, sunny side ups... I was so scared! There might be some kind of logical explanation, but Opa really scared me with the witch house thing, plus their house is really old...like over a 100~ and theres a jewish cemtetry just next door. 

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but the next day it got better, nothing happened.

thankfully.

and now I really miss that place and I miss everyone esp Oma and Opa. So much. 

All these roads lead back to home.

HIHI. 

I've been trying to keep up with typing here to keep track of my travel thoughts. But opening up my mac takes too much effort so I've been writing a lot in my travel journal, but so today I shall make an effort to blog. 

This post is dedicated to the steak in Prague. YUM YUM YUM. 

I ate steak almost everyday. Its morning! What do I want to eat? STEAK! Its lunch time! What do I want to eat? STEAK! Its dinner! What shall I eat? STEAK!! Prague is seriously my happy place. Everything is good, service is good everywhere mostly, people are friendly, amazing architecture. I would definitely want to come back here again, also to feed the swans. 

I shall leave you with some steak photos. 

My final piece for Prague. I love the castles and old buildings everywhere in this beautiful country, so now i have one piece to take home~ :D I seriously can't wait to hang everything up on my wall when I get back home.