Now
I erased all of you
I emptied out all of you
But when the rain falls again
All the memories of you I hid with effort
It all comes back, it must be looking for you
Friday, July 29, 2011
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
of lost memories
While walking down the stairs, Sukuse Naomi's camera slipped from her hand. Trying to protect the camera, she dived and fell down, knocking her head. She later woke up without a single memory of the past four years
of her life. As she attempts to search for her old self, she gradually begins to realize her true self, and what her heart truly wants.Based on a book with the same title, this movie tells a story about a girl who had forgotten her past just because of a simple decision she made.
I decided to watch this movie just for a simple reason: Tegoshi Yuya. Having been told that it is a complicated story, I started watching, expecting a heavy and dull film. However, the smoothness and the easy-flow of the it caught me by surprise. Without realizing it, I was wrapped with Naomi's inner-conflicts. Without realizing it, I fell deeper in love with her best friend, Hasegawa Mirai, a nice and cool guy who often prepares mixtapes for her.
For some reasons, this movie reminded me of a wish that I had longed for after seeing a particular scene in Hana Yori Dango Returns. I especially love this very dialogue delivered by Naomi's father, Sukuse Goro. He said this;
"When you get to my age, there are many things that you forget. For starters you forget what you studied at school. I've forgotten the names of all but one or two of my teachers. I'll probably forget their names soon too. I've forgotten what happened in classes, my grades, and when my friends' birthdays were. I've forgotten the lyrics of songs I've heard hundreds of times. And slowly, very slowly, you also forget the tastes of things, and things that really hurt. Even things that I thought I would never ever forget slowly faded into lost memories. Guys from the past, guys that were awkward, girls who were cute, girls who were smart, who went to what university, whose parties were great, you end up forgetting all of that stuff. People you said you loved. People you truly loved. Even the people who you think you'll remember till the very end. Mm, but that's why the waves of memories get thinner. It's because it's possible to forget those things that it makes it possible for us to love someone else in the future."
For some unexplainable reasons, I feel attached to this movie. I hope I will be able to pick up the original book soon.
Monday, July 11, 2011
life is hard dakedo happy
This semester, I am taking a subject called Oral Communication. Basically, the subject is about how we deliver our speech.
For our first ever assignment, our lecturer, Madam Azimah, told us to do a 2-minute speech on a life-changing experience. And so we did. Each person would go to front and tell a story of the event that became the turning point of their life. Someone talked about her two friends who battled with cancer; one succeeded while the other succumbed. A close friend of mine talked about how he lost his dearest sister in a blink of eye. Another talked about losing her grandmother who she would always confided in. There were some who spoke while smiling, and there were also several who shed tears while recalling those memories.
Just from that simple assignment, our eyes were opened and we realized that each of us have our own story to tell. All of us have been hurt, lost something or someone important, and/or made a mistake and learnt from it. Just from that simple assignment, we now look at each other with different perspectives.
We are all human. We have flaws. What matters most are how we embrace those imperfections within ourselves and learn to cope with them.
Thank you for the experience, Madam.
For our first ever assignment, our lecturer, Madam Azimah, told us to do a 2-minute speech on a life-changing experience. And so we did. Each person would go to front and tell a story of the event that became the turning point of their life. Someone talked about her two friends who battled with cancer; one succeeded while the other succumbed. A close friend of mine talked about how he lost his dearest sister in a blink of eye. Another talked about losing her grandmother who she would always confided in. There were some who spoke while smiling, and there were also several who shed tears while recalling those memories.
Just from that simple assignment, our eyes were opened and we realized that each of us have our own story to tell. All of us have been hurt, lost something or someone important, and/or made a mistake and learnt from it. Just from that simple assignment, we now look at each other with different perspectives.
We are all human. We have flaws. What matters most are how we embrace those imperfections within ourselves and learn to cope with them.
Thank you for the experience, Madam.
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