The Last Memory 1

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I pull up my blanket from half of my body up to my neck. Some rays of the sun peek through the small gaps of the blinds I installed when I moved into the apartment, warm on my face helping my body adjust to the cold temperature in my room. Last night, I conclude today to be my rest day and I know there is no stopping me. I savour the moment I have with my bed and my warm blanket than turns even cozier in the morning. I feel my throat burn from thirstiness, and then I remember how lazy I am last night, neglecting the need of my body for water. Right now, I can settle to the fact that I am a lazy-ass girl who can’t leave her bed for her own benefit. Well, blame my bed… and pillows… and blanket… and the weather itself. I wonder how possibly it could be that my bed is a lot more comfortable in the morning than it already is. I am just so grateful that it’s my rest day today.

I stare blankly at the plain white ceiling I re-painted weeks ago. I can’t deny the fact that I am badly missing my room back home—painted in pastel blue color, with my painting materials carefully arranged on the cabinet beside the window, Kara on the bunk bed going through the stack of books I have. I miss everything back home, but I have to deal with the choices I made. My doorbell ring for three times and I hesitate for a moment if I should stand up and get the door, or just ignore it away, but in the end, I shrug the laziness away, wrap the robe around my body and head for the door.

“Good day, Isabelle.” It is kind of appalling for me to see Mrs. Bloomberg behind the door holding up a tray with pancakes on it. Mrs. Bloomberg—a woman in her fifties—is my neighbour across our apartment who, by rumours, I learn that she is living alone for almost five years already.

I widen the door opening upon recognizing her face. “Hey, Mrs. Bloomberg, what can I do for you?” I ask flashing her a bright smile.

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Beyond the Book Cover 06 | Love Letters to the Dead

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Howdy ey! You must’ve thought that this is kinda strange that I’m doing a book review again on the same day and it is mainly because I got my book reviews stacked up already. I’ve read one book to another and I cannot stop myself from doing so. That’s the main reason I’m doing book review one after the other. Aaaaaaaand! I am stoked becaaaaz this book is in progress with the movie adaptation, yay or nay? IT’S YAY! Remember the director who did the Twilight adaptation? Yep, Catherine Hardwicke will do the screen adaptation of Love Letters to the Dead. Did I say this yet again? But yes, I am excited. Thrilled, even.

Beyond the Book Cover 05 | How I Lost You

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I’m not fastidious with books that I read. Whatever’s available when I finish a book, I would likely to start reading. First, because I don’t want to really feel the hollow in my chest whenever I realize that I am already at the last page of the book. It feels like it’s my last day as well. So, I eagerly start a book right after. Without having the chance to check out the overview of Janet Gurtler’s book, I quickly flipped over the table of contents and gave life to it.

I used to say that my cousins were my only true friends; they know every little bit about me, they’ve seen me grow, they watched me fall and get up, and they helped me through life. But then sometime in your life, you’ll meet that one person that will be your best friend—someone that somehow changed your life forever. The story is superb. It has every detail of a love for a true friend—unselfish, understanding, and kind. It got my heart twisted into endless knots, needing and badly wanting to change the way Grace treats Kya. No, Grace doesn’t treat Kya in a bad way, but Grace treats her very well that it often leads to Grace giving up things for her, very important things. She was so good and it’s not helping Kya grow up and stand on her own feet. Honestly, at first I was very reluctant to continue reading for a reason I don’t know, until I came to realize that maybe it was because I am under the same situation. I hate how Grace loves Kya because I can see myself in her. It was selfless and forgiving. It’s not healthy but then all I wanted is for her to find genuine happiness. Not that she is sad, but she’s not happy either. And I want her to feel it. It’s these things that some books lack. The way it made me feels extremes. Extreme happiness and sadness. And the most beautiful part of it is how Grace finally decided to let Kya go. One did their own thing without the other and they both learned how to live without having to depend on the relationship they had. I know this review states some of the opposites of friendship as positive and you wouldn’t understand… unless you read the book.

The Last Memory

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Prologue

I wish there is a sign that tells me when to stop looking out for someone. I wish there is a police officer that stops me and charges me when I drive too fast. I wish I have a mother who nags me to chase after my dream and to look after myself. I wish I have a brother and a sister that reminds me of how I want them to see the beauty of this evil-stricken world. I wish there was a time when I actually thought of saving myself from the destruction that awaits me, but then again, there’s none. There’s no one. Nada. I continue to walk past the grocery store that offers different variety of Korean foods. No one notices me but I remember every detail that holds the moment, our moment. Every once in a while, I ask myself why did I have to come at this point where I have no one beside me. A voice inside me screams that at one time in my life, this is what I wanted. I have a choice. And this is what I chose.

As slowly as the darkness engulfs the beautiful bright sky, the horizon has the different shades of color fighting over who to dominate. I stare at it and study the vista that is dominated by magenta and has a touch of orange, killing the cyan that lies beneath the other colors. My palm twitches just looking at the pigments dominating what used to be a peaceful and calm shade of blue. But then I know within a minute or two, darkness will take over the sky only leaving us with the tiny dots from a star far away. I slip in my car and start the engine immediately, trying to warm myself inside. Though I know there’s no use since I am cold from the inside, I still try. Just like how I try to bring back the life I have before I ended up alone, and empty. I sigh and drive my way to the apartment that I think is small enough for me not to feel the desolation that won’t go away. Upon entering the room, I quickly pull out my painting materials: palette, canvas, paint brushes, oil paint, and the Lilo and Stitch rag that reminds me of… nevermind. I hold the palette on my left hand and push out the three monotonous colors that basically define my life right now—white, black, and gray. I close my eyes trying to envisage the silhouette of the face of the man who holds a biggest part of my heart, Daddy.  I start brushing the whole canvas with gray, and I try to darken some parts of it. When I finish brushing the whole, I dip my pointed brush to a splatter of black oil paint and smoothly draw Daddy’s feature. A smile slowly crept up on my lips remembering how he keeps on insisting that I try charcoal painting instead since I only use the three colors. Had I said yes and did charcoal painting; my Daddy smiling and proud of me may have been my last memory of him. But I didn’t. Did or did not, I love you still, Daddy. I’ll come back and change that last memory.

(Thoughts? Should I continue? Leave a comment below!)

Beyond the Book Cover 04 | Between Us and the Moon

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When I started reading this book, I was a little confused because I forgot that it was not the same book I opened and started reading. I have mistaken the cover, maybe. I shrugged off my mishap and continued reading anyway. At first, I can’t really cope up with the story because I don’t have any background on what I was reading and my mind keeps mistaking the book to the other book. So I gathered all my willpower to concentrate and I eventually found myself enjoying the story, badly wanting to tag along with Bean- oops! Sarah, I mean. And Andrew. Yup.

I got the hang of the book when I started plotting my own revenge to the guy who broke Beanie’s heart, Tucker. I’ve always admired people who are into more complex things. Like, science, math, stars and the horizon, and everything that’s deep within the earth’s surface. It feels refreshing to go on an adventure with a free-spirited girl who imitated other people and ended up finding out who she truly is. She was so used with the things she had done all throughout her existence, not knowing that there are so much more in the world. And this guy (oh so hot), showed her a different world that amazed her. She showed the guy the world she knew and made him fall in love, so deep, unintentionally(?). Twist and turns may had happened, but what’s meant to be, will be.

I love it. I love every word of this book, every page, every part. Well, except, of course, the ‘acknowledgment’. Yup. I totally hate that part. I wanted to continue the book. Like, write my own ending, or continue the love story in my own imagination. But then I realized how I would destroy the magic of the book. I want everyone to understand me when I say how my heart pumped harder when I realized that there is no more next page. That’s the last word you read, I kept telling myself. In order for you to understand me, go on. Grab your copy. Start reading. And get lost in the moon. Hihi!

So, as usual, these are my favorite excerpts from Rebecca Maizel’s Between Us and the Moon.


“The warmth of his body against mine is unfair. He will pull away amd whatever we are now will be an after.”

“You watch the world. I’m not even sure you live in it.”

“You’ve gotta get a stronger backbone or people will walk all over you.”

“I can’t give up now. I’m so close.”

“The world is an equation. I just have to fill in the right factors to find the answers.”

“Scientists need to be objective about their work and honest with themselves about the validity and success of their hypotheses. But maybe I need to be devoid of emotion to be good at what I do. Maybe to excel you need to be callused so your emotions don’t get confused with the results.”

“I love the stars. They’re my whole life.”

“Sometimes just saying good bye isn’t enough.”

“This moment right now, we can never get it back. If we kiss we’ll never be two people who haven’t kissed before. It will be… the after.”

“You can’t control anyone. Experiments, sure. You can change the variables, establish the controls, and record endless results. But humans? Even humans used in experiments are, at best, unreliable. I’m just saying. You can’t make someone do something they don’t want to do. People aren’t puppets. You could have done a variety of things differently, but you couldn’t have controlled the outcome.”

“Sometimes you have to do what’s right, even if it’s not what you love, for a bunch of different reasons.”

“People are damaged sometimes. But you can’t let their damage walk all over you. You gotta be there for them. Help them pick themselves up and brush off the dirt but you’ve got to protect yourself too.”

“If you’re lying to someone you love, well then they aren’t getting the real you. They’re getting a fraction of you.”

“How do we let go?”

“I wonder… I wonder what would happen tomorrow, if all the stars in the sky burned out and the world went dark – would the Lanternfish survive.”

“She scoots closer and hugs me. She doesn’t let go either. Her grip is stronger than I thought. She squeezes and it’s like a tiny fist clenching around me. Something circles my chest. Achole universe – a constellation. The hook, which has been pulling at me, drawing me to the surface, has brought me all the way to the stars.”


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Beyond the Book Cover 03 | Hello, Goodbye and Everything in Between

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I wasn’t able to read this book’s overview so I didn’t have any idea on what to expect. But (as usual) I was taken aback at how deeply I was affected by the events in it. The first book of Jennifer E. Smith that I read was The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight, and the setting was just for a day but it turned out very beautiful. I loved the way Jennifer wrote her stories. It was as if I know the characters by heart, it’s as if I’ve lived with them eversince. And this book made me love her even more.

The love story of Clare and Aidan was the most romantic, and heartbreaking ever. I kept on thinking that Clare and Aiden should do this instead, remain together instead of breaking up, daradara; it frustrated me that instead of holding on and trying to work out their relationship they chose to break it off but I remembered how I did the same exact thing when I was in the same situation. But the one thing that this book would always be in my heart, is that when things are supposed to happen, no matter how long it takes and no matter how hard it is to attain, it will happen. Maybe things fall apart so things could fall into place.

So these are some of the excerpt from a beautiful book.


“To fit two whole years into one final evening; to dump all the pieces out of the box and then put them back together again in the right order so that they can see the whole thing spread out before them.”

“The problem wasn’t that they didn’t match; it was that they matched almost too well. They were both loud and funny, fearless and loyal, completely and utterly magnetic. It’s just that they’d spent the better part of their lives repelling each other.”

“‘Because we agreed that we have to live our own lives,’ he says a little sadly. ‘And I get that. I do. But it doesn’t mean we can’t still be together.”

“Because love wasn’t something you could take back. It was like a magic spell: Once you said the words, they were simply out there, shifting and changing everything.”

“…whether what they say is true: that second love is the best kind.”

“But either way, something about this has made her overly cautious when it comes to love. There’s too much uncertainty, too many chances to make mistakes.”

“It’s true that the world is full of signs. They just mean different things to different people.”

“They’re like two trees whose branches have grown together. Even if you pull them out by the trunks, they’re still going t be twisted and tangled and nearly impossible to separate at the roots.”

“Sometimes the hardest things are the ones most worth doing.”

“I love you,” (Note: this, you’d figure out why it is worth quoting when you realized that it is in the book when you read it. You’d know why those three words meant so much.)

“That’s what college is for–you’re supposed to try new things even if it means making mistakes. If you stop overthinking everything, maybe you’ll have a little more fun.”

“I mean… how am I ever supposed to stop missing you if you’re only a phone call away?”

“We either grow apart of grow together. But maybe we can just kind of each grow on our own, and see how it goes. And then later, if it’s right, we’ll come back to each other and start again.”

“Later,”

“…three whole months apart, three whole months of silence, was enough to make her dizzy. With his clear blue eyes and the reddish stubble along his jaw, he looked completely different and yet also staggeringly, heartbreakingly familiar.”

“She sits there for a long, for what feels like forever, and then, when she’s finally ready, she removes the note gingerly, using both hands to flatten the page. All it says is this: Is it later yet? and here’s the amazing thing: Now it was.”

“Prologue is always the best part of the story.”


Everything that Clare and Aidan did happened only overnight. They were both awake the whole night trying to remember the things they did at the places they went to. I was blown away, especially in the end: After everything, it’s still him and her.

Oh, love.

Rate: 8/10

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Pre-Midterm Lazy Post

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It has been so long, I know! And I’m sorry for that. My laptop gave up on me and I got too lazy to do another entry. I’ve already missed on so many post now. My recent post was our cover of Meghan Trainor’s Lips Are Movin’ which took no effort at all since I just linked it when I uploaded it from YouTube. I feel so bad not sharing what happened during the first days of January. My entry for Mr. Goalie was made weeks after New Year and it just happened to be what I am thinking (and still am) at the moment. So much has happened already. I’ve read about three books now, and I haven’t written anything for Beyond the Book Cover entry, yet. My aunt threw a house warming party that I was too lazy to put into words (I am a terrible person, right?). And now, my life is stucked, pretty much, on Midterm week, yet again guys!!! So… I am promising to make two entries (agad agad!) after my Midterm Exams. I don’t care what entry I’ll make, but I’m sure as hell to make it worthy to read, may it be BTBC or Rant or whatsoever, basta may maipost!

Beyond the Book Cover target posts (quotes, review, rating, right after Midterms)

  • Between Us and the Moon by Rebecca Maizel (author of Eternal Dawn, Infinite Days, Vampire Queen series, etc.)

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  • Hello, Goodbye, and Everything in Between by Jennifer E. Smith (author of The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight, This is What Happy Looks Like, The Geography of You and Me, etc.)

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  • Twenty Boy Summer by Sarah Ockler (author of  The Book of Broken Hearts, Bittersweet, Fixing Delilah, etc.)

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I will try my best to come up with a good review right away, and I will try to make review of the books I’ve read in the past before I even had this blog. I’ll re-read and try to remember my reaction back then and how it felt reading it. There is a long list of books already and I am so excited to share it with you, guys!

For the events, places, and food that I would like to share with all of you, I’ll make sure to find the inspiration and energy to put in effort with that post. I haven’t gone in oh-so-wow-jaw-dropping-places yet this 2016, but I am looking forward! Maybe after this semester, or when I already have my first salary (I am planning to work this vacation since we’ll be having our 3-month vacation, by the way) so I will have enough money to spend on leisure.

Guys, I am so sorry if I left this blog hanging but I swear on heaven and earth that I will be more productive. I will also post my experience with Make Your Own Magnum that was located at SM Mall of Asia. So… til the next post! (I promise it won’t take long.)

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