"What do I do when I'm so in love with you?"

Went to bed yesterday with a heavy heart because I was reading the November issue of Time magazine talking about the toll of supertyphoon Haiyan which hit the Philippines not too long ago. I think Time magazine's photographs always impress me because of the detail and meaning but now I'm not so sure because it's so hard to feel normal after looking at the evidence of destruction.The estimated death toll is at 2,500 and I guess this line got to me the most: "Nature's wrath was compounded by man-made failures." Blame the geographical position of Philippines which cause them to be hit by almost half of the hurricanes and typhoons in history. But I guess it's so unfair that even when the people were evacuated they couldn't do much or hide anywhere because the infrastructure there prevented them from taking refuge anywhere. I really don't understand what's happening because how is it possible that here I am typing on my laptop, sitting on a comfortable chair, just had my stomach filled with cereal when there are people waiting to be rationed food, looking for the family among the rubble and trying to make homes out of shelters?

You know the kind of feeling where you really want to do something but you're not so sure what you can do or where to start?

And then after reading the report and feeling so heavy hearted, I went about clicking on twitter where I saw that Jiarong retweeted this fan account where they were mourning the loss of one of the owners of a fan account. And I read about how everyone was so worried because they haven't heard from her for weeks on her twitter account or tumblr and stuff, and they were asking around if they knew her address so that friends who were going to the Philippines could help to look for her. And everyone was just so worried because they bonded through a common love for something and now that disaster happened they didn't know how to contact her. But well, they reported that she did not survive and even though I've never known her I just felt...I don't know.

On a sidenote:

 

"What do I do when I'm so in love with you?"

Went to bed yesterday with a heavy heart because I was reading the November issue of Time magazine talking about the toll of supertyphoon Haiyan which hit the Philippines not too long ago. I think Time magazine's photographs always impress me because of the detail and meaning but now I'm not so sure because it's so hard to feel normal after looking at the evidence of destruction.The estimated death toll is at 2,500 and I guess this line got to me the most: "Nature's wrath was compounded by man-made failures." Blame the geographical position of Philippines which cause them to be hit by almost half of the hurricanes and typhoons in history. But I guess it's so unfair that even when the people were evacuated they couldn't do much or hide anywhere because the infrastructure there prevented them from taking refuge anywhere. I really don't understand what's happening because how is it possible that here I am typing on my laptop, sitting on a comfortable chair, just had my stomach filled with cereal when there are people waiting to be rationed food, looking for the family among the rubble and trying to make homes out of shelters?

You know the kind of feeling where you really want to do something but you're not so sure what you can do or where to start?

And then after reading the report and feeling so heavy hearted, I went about clicking on twitter where I saw that Jiarong retweeted this fan account where they were mourning the loss of one of the owners of a fan account. And I read about how everyone was so worried because they haven't heard from her for weeks on her twitter account or tumblr and stuff, and they were asking around if they knew her address so that friends who were going to the Philippines could help to look for her. And everyone was just so worried because they bonded through a common love for something and now that disaster happened they didn't know how to contact her. But well, they reported that she did not survive and even though I've never known her I just felt...I don't know.

On a sidenote: