Saturday, March 26, 2011

what is important to you?

My mom turns on to the Japanese News Channel (NHK) every morning and every night. For those who do not not know, my mom was in Tokyo the day the earthquake and tsunami happened, however she came back to Singapore safely about 3 days later. But back to what I said about the news, i feel so useless whenever I hear or watch it and sometimes I loose my appetite. I call and email my family members and friends back in Japan every once in 3 days to make sure that everyone is doing safe and ok. However I still feel that it's not enough. Yes, they do need the money, the need fuel, they need food, they need water, they need warmth, they need our prayers and they need our love and shoulder to lean on. Japan has been my second home and it is what makes the other half of me in my blood.

Anyway, I was reading this on a news website about this person
Hideaki Akaiwa
No, he's not dead. But his story made me tear so much that my contacts came out. So here's the story, for most sane people, when a natural disaster coming at you, your brain develops the "fright and flight" nervous system naturally. You see danger coming to you, you run AWAY from it. Not for this man. This guy was at work when the 8.9 magnitude earthquake and tsunami hit his hometown in Ishinomaki, when he realized he could not get through his wife of 20 years, by phone or any communication device. He did not collapse into a foetal like position and cry, he did not freak out in hysteria . No, instead, he grabbed some used scuba gear, swim suit ignoring just about all the advice from professionals who told him to wait for the army to arrive to provide a posse for search and rescue, and then jumped into the raging torrent. Dodging cars, ships, houses and other debris like that may cause serious pain, in the frigidly cold water, undercurrents and torrential riptides, he just swam.

(Obviously not the idealic conditions to go scuba diving)

Swimming and swimming, he discovered his wife live on the upper level with only a small amount of breathing room, and sharing his respirator, pulled her out to safety. Now, if he had waited for the army, his wife of 20 years would be dead. He then went back for his mother.

Akaiwa, did not stop from after just saving his wife and mother. Riding around on a bicycle with his legs wrapped in plastic to keep himself dry. His only equipment – a pocketknife, a canteen, a flashlight, a change of clothes, medical supplies and a set of aviator sunglasses – packed into a trusty trio of backpacks, neighbours, friends and people he doesn't even know are unaccounted for. He still swims and rides around searching for survivors out there still.

When interviewed by a reporter, why he risked his life to save his wife, he simply answered "She is very important to me" through his interpreter.

I am still close to tears everytime i read his story. He is by far, one of my favorite warriors in history to date.

Anyway, i know i'm going to spoil the post by posting the next photo, but I'm starting to make this little guy with gloves and my sewing skills to give to my family and friends. Whatever it is, i'm sewing it with all my love and effort. It may not be enough but. This is for them, this is for my dad's home, this is for Japan.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

being in your 20s

“If you live to be 100, I hope I live to be 100 minus 1 day, so I never have to live without you." Winnie the Pooh

A friend of a friend's told me that girls at our age, (I'm turning 21), are not really looking for stability in a man or in any relationship as a matter of fact and that education and money means squat to us. Maybe. But you see but being in your 20's, it is the stem cell of human development, the pluripotent moment when any of several outcomes is possible. Decisions and actions during this time have lasting ramifications. The 20s are when most people accumulate almost all of their formal education; when most people meet their future spouses and the friends they will keep; when most people start on the careers that they will stay with for many years. & This is when adventures, experiments, travels, relationships are embarked on with an abandon that probably will not happen again.

Btw, I love Winnie the Pooh, they're not just for kids, if you actually read the Book, and not those picture drawing ones, those that consist of 400-500 pages. You'll realize that, Winnie the Pooh, is not actually about kids. It's something deeper.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

promise me the moon and stars

What are words if we don't really mean what we say most of the time? Sometimes it's hard to form a sentence when you're sad or even angry, because in the end, we don't meant what we said and we would kick ourselves and say "I shouldn't have said that". But what about those words when we say when we're in love, when we're happy or when you stand in the altar next to your spouse? Do we really mean what we say?

I once typed it somewhere "Don't make decisions when you're angry and don't make promises when you're happy". Anyone can tell it to your face under the moon and stars how people feel when they're in love or how pretty she/he looks and how'd you do anything to keep them right next to you, but you can't give them the moon and stars. I like to see the best and the goodness in people, yet some have said that is a fault of mine (isit?), but I really do, but when they look me in the eye and tell me promises, I wonder how and why are they promising me something that may just be another hollow one?

So next time, don't promise me the moon and stars,

Wednesday, March 02, 2011

damn it

It's past midnight and I'm leaving for a flight bound to HK at about 10am. I'm sitting in the dark with the laptop and one leg resting on the chair with my head resting on my knee. Alot has pretty much happened to me over the past few weeks and I have never enjoyed myself this much before. I still couldn't believe that it all happened to me. But with that, comes my unspoken thoughts, the ones that I will never tell anyone and keep it to myself and than to my bed.

I'm taking this HK trip as a getaway trip, although I pray to the Lord that it is a runaway trip where I won't have to look back. But really, I just feel like running away and just go forward and run to god knows where, doesn't have to be anywhere in mind, just as long as I keep running.

Till you see my ass and my quizzical thoughts again next week.