We all have such fateful objects - - it may be a recurrent landscape in one case, a number in another - - carefully chosen by the gods to attract events of specific guidance for us: here shall John always stumble; there shall Jane's heart always break

Vladmir Nabokov, Lolita

But that was life: nobody got a guided tour in their own theme park. You had to hop on the rides as they presented themselves, never knowing whether you would like the one you were in line for… or if the bastard was going to make you throw up your corn dog and your cotton candy all over the place.

J.R. Ward, Crave

For so many years, I couldn’t understand why every time I thought that some finally loved me, like… for real; they would eventually turn to vapour. Every person whom I've ever loved is trapped inside of my chest. I've breathed all of them in so deeply that I've nearly choked and died on every soul that I've ever given myself to.

Jennifer Elisabeth, Born Ready: Unleash your Inner Dream Girl

All I ever wanted from you was to know that I was wanted by you. That would have changed everything.

Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway

I met a boy whose eyes showed me that the past, present and future were all the same thing

Jennifer Elisabeth

There isn’t an questioning the fact that some people enter your life, at the exact point of need, want or desire – it’s sometimes a coincidence and most times fate but whatever it is, I am certain it came to make me smile

Nikki Rowe

Where we choose to be, where we choose to be- - we have the power to determine that in our lives. We cannot reel time backward or forward, but we can take ourselves to the place that defines our being

Sena Jeter Naslund, Ahab’s Wife or The Star Gazer

Life is full of alternatives but no choice.

Patrick White The Aunt’s Story

Stop counting your losses and start counting your blessings. Only then will you discover that losses are always easier to point out and count than blessings. And that your blessings will always outnumber your losses, for they are truly immeasurable.

Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun; The Writings of Suzy Kassem

Jiyong and Seungri had a five-year gap. They had crossed paths by accident severally. Jiyong’s mom and Seungri's dad were club mates. She had been introduced to more inner circle by Seungri's dad. Simply put, they had a good relationship going. She helped him the most when he was struggling financially. Seungri's dad had helped when Jiyong’s dad needed to win a government contract years ago (Seungri's dad was and is still very well connected than some billionaires). Truth be told, Seungri's dad a huge line of contacts but never really used them while he was in a financial distress. He didn’t like the ideas of ‘hand-me-downs’. Sometimes, he forgets his friends are truly friends and not the ones that go about publishing their so-called good deeds in the media.

For five years, he was faced with financial crisis but was able to sustain himself thanks to the amazing people he had surrounding him and his family.

Today, Mr. Lee is now amongst having his own companies being re-vamped, is a major shareholder in 2 of the big 5 in Korea. His children had grown beautifully for the mere fact that they didn’t grow up materialist in this damned world. Mr. Lee exceptionally was proud of his son who didn’t relent during their trying times; he studied more and even earned something from his tutoring which his father realised was to buy study materials and other petty stuff he needed so as not to burden the family. He was often blown away by the way Seungri did his things.

The Meet

Jiyong and Seungri met on a day like no other. Seungri was getting off the bus while Jiyong was getting o. you see Jiyong was on a scavenger hunt. His next task was to be mean to a young boy in uniform and have it on video and posting it on his social media. If the amount of hate comment was few, t