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Can someone really drop everything when something happened to their loved ones? And what if you don't? Does that mean you love them any less? That you don't care about them?
People in movies, TVs, books, and comics made it seem like the epitome of love is when nothing in this world matters more than the ones you love. It's always the end all be all. The person who would give up everything for you must the one who loved you most compared to the ones who don't.
What does that make me, then? Do I love my parents less, because I didn't drop everything at work when I heard that my Dad fainted? He has come about by the time I got the information, and I didn't want to make a scene at work. I don't like people asking about the details or how then I fell like I have to put a sad and worried face when I didn't want that part of me to be known by people at work.
Do I love RAM any less because I didn't run straight home when I heard of his Dad passing away? What was I supposed to do? I couldn't change the fact. It's not like I can just blink my eyes and we're no longer in Shanghai.
I didn't want to leave everything behind because that would be telling people about the whys; it was a part of my life that I don't want others to know. I didn't want to go straight home because I don't know how to cry for other people, and I didn't want to come across as heartless.
What does that make me?
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I love cloudy and gloomy days. Although I'm more lethargic, but I also feel the most calm. On days like today with its grey skies and howling wind, I felt a strong sense of nostalgia, of a long by-gone era I could not point exactly when. I think it was a cluster of memories of when life was simpler.
It reminds me of walking down to class on a cold January morning in the Hague with my iPod on.
It reminds me of walking down to class on an Autumn evening in Seoul whilst reading from my Nook.
I miss the days of just cursing the journal and the essays and the assignments. Maybe I miss going to school.
Maybe I miss being anonymous, just a student.
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Book review: The Hundred Years' War on Palestine, by Rashid Khalidi

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Book review: Culture: How to Die Alone: The Foolproof Guide to Not Helping Yourself, by Mo Welch
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Book review: Culture: A New World History, by Martin Puchner
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Book review: How to Kill Your Family, by Bella Mackie
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Book review: What We Owe Each Other, by Minouche Shafik

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Book review: A Long Petal of the Sea, by Isabel Allende
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The Fountain's Whisper
It was a scorching summer day, and all the little girl wanted was to stay inside. She dreamed of air conditioning blasting and iced chocolate milk. Instead, she trudged along, her baseball cap pulled low, forcing her to look up with every step. The sun was scorching hot, and she can’t bring herself to enjoy the so-called fun that all her family are experiencing. Her sisters are taking countless…
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Book review: The Soul of a Woman, by Isabel Allende
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On being angry all the time
Am I bored yet? At being angry? No. Tired, maybe. But never tired. I could never be bored at being angry. Anger was the only emotion I knew too well. It may well be my first emotion in this world. That’s the possible explanation why babies cry when they first enter the world, right? You’re angry at why you must be condemned to walk this earth, with its hardships and so little reward for when…
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Book review: How Do You Live? by Genzaburo Yoshino

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Book review: Before the Coffee Gets Cold, by Toshikazu Kawaguchi
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