The Kris Drink. Or so Kristoffer says hahaha. We happened to buy lots of Red Iced Tea and Mountain Dew when we had the Tagaytay trip and he combined them out of nowhere and realized it's good. And so the story goes that whenever we had visitors at home or there was a party, he urged us to buy these two then he combines it in a pitcher and goes around pouring on everyone's glasses. And this is kind of memorable because we consumed three large bottles of this (already combined) on his last night here. Just talking, reminiscing, laughing. Generally having fun, I guess, and trying to mask the sadness.

But tonight it's a bottle of memories. Good, happy ones. Funny how the same things which could sadden you a few weeks back could be one of the reasons which makes you laugh now.


So. A friend recently called and related to me the tragic tale of her failed relationship (I can't believe I'm talking about this hahaha). I'm no expert on these things, but it's common knowledge that if you set off on the wrong foot, it's not going to end up right. Surely it's headed nowhere, they had nothing concrete to begin with. I honestly don't know what to say, but it sure made me think about a lot of things.

Love can do great things. It can move you. It pushes you to be better. It builds dreams. It captures wonderful moments, memories. It changes lives. It overlooks flaws. It fuels hope. It forgives the gravest mistakes.

But don't let it be the end of you.