[scrapbooking] february fiesta

[sunwalkr]

i rly love seeing the media dumps that people do on here.. i think it's so lovely seeing what you all have collected

here is what stuck out to me this february (& some thoughts)

in compiling this, i realized i haven't read a lot this month so i'm aiming to fix that in march. i would like to think that february was good but also it encompassed a lot of not so good things. weeks 5-8 of school absolutely drained me of my will to trudge on (motivation was really hard to find) but that also comes with taking so many classes at once. i need to be more gentle with myself.

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my favorite text that i've received this month:

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happy birthday to my favorite people in the world. realization hit that i have an aquarian disease. not sure what it is about them *___* but here we are. i've tallied them up, there's at least 10 of them.

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funnily enough (or i guess, fittingly) the theme for this month is love. but not the all-consuming kind, i think that's always terrified me. for me, love requires foundation. it has history, something strengthened by trust. it might not be pretty, but it'll withstand time.

alternatively: love as things sturdy, steady, solid.

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have been obsessed with kidult by daisuga. also, simple. there's a running theme in here somewhere
karina verkwanist with a vengeance in 2k21. the rest of their works are absolutely amazing and i would 100% recommend.
an excerpt of a text sent by vernon below. i think i've written (and received) a similar iteration before.

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for context 575 (demo) - sylo nozra came out feb 26th 2021 so yes my listening habits are rather obsessive

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celebrated valentines with my housemates and bf by pet + house-sitting for my uncle. it was a very much needed getaway from the apartment. i for sure want at least one dog and one cat when i grow up.

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if my entire being could be converted into memes





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I’m doing a balancing act with a stack of fresh fruit in my basket. I love you. I want us both to eat well.

christopher citro, our beautiful life when it's filled with shrieks

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crow release + silent boarding gate on 2/14 + moon/stars motif = wen junhui has infiltrated my mind.
brb, collecting a galaxy

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getting read to filth by uquizzes

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this thing is getting long. why do i have so much to say?


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we're all patchwork people.

a wip:
i want to be a reflection of all the good people in my life.

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me frantically trying to transcribe movie quotes from us & them (2018) while bawling my eyes out. the love stories that affect me the most always happen to be the ones that are so achingly familiar. sometimes the feeling of love isn't enough. sometimes it depends on your circumstances too.

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chinese new year is probably my favorite holiday. sometimes the guilt of being so american haunts me, but i can always pretend this time of year. i lit incense and felt a lot closer to home.

i miss you, ong ba noi, dearly.

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If all my life I tried to avoid the grief of losing people, then this was what I would miss, the weird, hilarious joy of loving them. We all have to grow up at some point, anyway. At least we don’t have to do it alone.

...grief pulls you back into memory as much as it propels you forward into possibility. Grief asks you to grow up and live well for the ones you love. We’d been doing that all along, all these years.

Victoria Huynh, What SHINee Taught Me About Grief, Friendship, and Joy

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maxine hong kingston, the woman warrior


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holly warburton is quickly becoming a favorite artist of mine. something about her works put me at ease. i've been saving a lot of art from twitter and i'm very bad at taking their names down with it. i think the first two are holly warbuton, the third monet?

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In a way, a marriage is two people living in a single time. You learn each other’s schedules, when to call, when to eat together, who picks up the kids on which day, who has an appointment when. Strangers constantly ask you to tell the story of how you met, so that the past becomes the time in which you didn’t know each other.
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In my dreams, I go to that other time. I dream that my wife is still in the middle of cancer treatments, that it is still conceivable she will come out of them okay. I don’t dream of a time that has never existed — I don’t dream of her recovery. I dream of taking care of her. I dream that our shared time has simply gone on.

Then I open my eyes, and the present is pain. I keep my other time close for as long as I can before I forget my dreams.

Matthew Salesses, To Grieve is to Carry Another Time

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and with that i bid you all adieu. i love you more than i can put into words.

Comments

[surjamukhi]

that steven yeun quote abt the asian american experience!! what da hale! literally made me go "Oh wow" i will think abt that for a really long time my god

also i love the idea of patchwork ppl and this post felt like a really neat patchwork too, it was so lovely to scroll thru i feel very at peace thank u (ALSO a quote from the woman warrior !!! luv it)

[latespring]

ahhh this was so cool to see what you're reading!! this is a really great idea too i'm going to try it for march i think! that Matthew Salesses quote seriously made me feel like a flattened pancake thank u for sharing it, i hope this month is well <3

[klav]

This is such a gorgeous and evocative collection wow... those verkwan fics look so lovely, instantly on the to-read list. + the second holly warbuton whoa whoa ouch T__T thank you for sharing!!