Present is the ache

of the cold between my ribs, not so unlike the ache in my heart as I count the days. Today is day 20. By day 25 I have committed to forgetting. () came and went. As () approached, particularly in the run-up, I had many more things that I did which took a toll on...

In the light of day

I see that the tree near my home is balding and drying. - Unlike things that have passed and are beyond changing, I can see it. I took a photograph of it. Someday when I have the time I will print a picture of it and stick it on my wall. Though it has none...

In the dark I thought I saw

that the big tree near my home got cut down. Thankfully, it wasn't. It was just the dark leaves blending into the night sky. I started in shock though, when I first saw what I thought was just the trunk. - Today was the last day of school - it gives me funny mixed feelings,...

I told a friend I was going to write

and work, and then play. - Looking at the time now, I am not sure if I will get the latter two done. - It's cold tonight and I'm oddly enough, listening to a recording of my own singing. In the background, my little sister has just stomped up the stairs saying, "Stupid exams." I'm...

And the word ‘sorry’

doesn't really help you express your own feelings. - From Scorpia Rising, I learnt that emotional pain can score off the charts which score people for physical pain. - I have a friend who often says that "You don't need to be sorry, you just need to be better," and that sometimes catches people off-guard....

Listen to the tuba

in the background. I really enjoy listening to the tuba each time the band plays the national anthem. My classmate pointed out the tuba-ist (or tuba player?) to me and I feel happy thinking about the sound of the tuba. I was surprised though, when I say the tuba-ist walk out of the classroom when...

The printer spits out paper,

swallows a one-sided face and spits out a double-edged blade that cuts. That isn't the fault of the printer, by any stretch. - Today, I opened Tumblr to realise that the person I was following to write alongside with stopped. - My words have stalled - having nothing to prompt me since I replied all...

Sweet are the ixoras

like candied rose petals dipped in egg white then dried with caster sugar. - In the end, the hug wasn't even a real one after I complained and instead she offered to eat some of my fruit. My little sister asked me for a hug after she went, "Ooh! Chupa-chups! s'thankies." Such is our relationship...

Over the weekend someone said I was pedo

Because I thought a little toddler was cuter than my younger sister. While I guess he was just joking, I was very surprised to hear such a comment. I guess probably because most of the time the people around me used to coo over babies in strollers with me, with my "Cuter than my little...

I questioned myself today

Questioned my own choices and thoughts. Why do I do this and why do I do that, think this way even if it's not constructive and it only promotes a cycle into more thoughts of regret and longing. It's a little silly how you try to comfort yourself and spiral into a pity-party of choices...