I realise I don't write as much as I used to. That's partially true, I still write random stream of thoughts, I just prefer not to publish them. They make no sense, they are not coherant. They are short, brief, like foams on the surface of the sea.
It feels weird that I don't shop as much as I used to these days. Black Friday was uneventful. I went to the mall blanked out, realizing that buying things can no longer fix a gaping hole of things and people that I miss. I went home empty handed, wishing that I could by all the time that was lost.
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Here's to all the girlie sleepovers that we usually take for granted:
Not in my own bed, yet so familiar to me. This is where I have always laid after an exhausting week. Mumbles that weaved in and out of sleepy conversations. Evoked memories of warm summer nights, where I cuddled with a plush sheep that I have grown fond of. I know exactly where they place their cups, how they like their dishes washed, and that bottle of Coffee-Mate isn't really filled with coffee creamer.
Not in my own bed, yet so familiar to me. This is where I have always laid after an exhausting week. Mumbles that weaved in and out of sleepy conversations. Evoked memories of warm summer nights, where I cuddled with a plush sheep that I have grown fond of. I know exactly where they place their cups, how they like their dishes washed, and that bottle of Coffee-Mate isn't really filled with coffee creamer.
Monday, November 12, 2012
2 a.m. last night
Less than a month until fall semester ends. I wish I can stop time, but on the other hand I look forward to graduating (inshallah) - I just don't want to grow up.
Regardless if you are slightly younger, the same age, or even older than I am, I will still regard every one of you as my adik-adik, both boys and girls. Sprawled out in the living room after dinner, you guys taught me how to play silly games like Werewolf and 3-6-9. Your silly, careless antics left me in stitches. I was just returning the favour since the trio boys invited me over for dinner last week, but I didn't expect everyone would hang out so late until there was no bus and they ended up walking home.We should do this more often!
Thanks for making me feel young again, like the carefree and immature 20/21/22 year old all of you are. I am going to miss this once I graduate.
Regardless if you are slightly younger, the same age, or even older than I am, I will still regard every one of you as my adik-adik, both boys and girls. Sprawled out in the living room after dinner, you guys taught me how to play silly games like Werewolf and 3-6-9. Your silly, careless antics left me in stitches. I was just returning the favour since the trio boys invited me over for dinner last week, but I didn't expect everyone would hang out so late until there was no bus and they ended up walking home.We should do this more often!
Thanks for making me feel young again, like the carefree and immature 20/21/22 year old all of you are. I am going to miss this once I graduate.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
New Girl
There is always a thrill every time you meet or hang out with someone new.
Your current life might be in a rut, and a new face is what you need once in a while?
Or is it that a new character intrigues you, and you just love picking someone's brains out?
Or is it a form of self-evaluation, to know where you stand from an outsider's perspective?
Or is it the joy of obtaining something new, just like a recently purchased handbag that you had been eying on for a really long time?
21 is the age of exploration. How will you find out what you like and what you don't if you never seek out?
Your current life might be in a rut, and a new face is what you need once in a while?
Or is it that a new character intrigues you, and you just love picking someone's brains out?
Or is it a form of self-evaluation, to know where you stand from an outsider's perspective?
Or is it the joy of obtaining something new, just like a recently purchased handbag that you had been eying on for a really long time?
21 is the age of exploration. How will you find out what you like and what you don't if you never seek out?
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