Hello I am back! This week is quite crazy because I'm working 5 days in a row and it is draining but it's all good because right now I finally have time to sit down and relax and right now is all that matters. And I've made it to Thursday! Just one more day to go.
This week hasn't been the best week, and loneliness likes to hit you when you least expect it. The good thing is, I can actually feel myself getting more positive and tougher. Sure, the sensitivity is still there, but the things people say don't affect me as much anymore. You can feel dejected/be in self-doubt for a second or so, but those things should drive you to work harder to impress those who aren't entirely convinced yet, you know? Sometimes life just sucks, but you live for the small things like your efforts getting acknowledged or being able to listen to songs that make you feel like you're on top of the world hahaha idk whatever floats your boat :) okay steering away from the lecture-ish tone.
Anyway, I'm beginning to feel like I want school to start now too haha JC kids are having way too much fun without me (nah just joking around there) I'm genuinely happy for all of y'all, being able to fit in so nicely with your new schoolmates. It's great to see :) sigh, some days, being alone is all I desire, yet some days it takes a toll on your soul. Oh yeah, shout out to Natalie for sending me a message literally 5 seconds after I tweeted 'sigh' and nothing else truly touching NAT YOU ARE AMAZING glad hwachong's been great to you :) oh and guess what, last week, 5 strangers (well except Leona, for me) became friends thanks to twitter's search function haha it's so comforting to know of people who share the same passion as you do and that the first day of school isn't going to be that awkward with them around!! Looking forward to us getting to know each other more and spending 3 years together!!! But I still miss my friends guys please meet me and tell me about your lives hahaha I sound so desperate.
Anyway, I haven't been doing the 30 day poetry challenge, in case you were wondering, but that's so typical of me. Decided to do one impromptu on the train yesterday and I liked day 20's, though I don't really know how a narrative poem is supposed to look like, but I just went with it. So I shall leave you with my feeble attempt at a narrative poem about a childhood memory (I had with my cousins when I was a kid). Enjoy the weekend ahead and I appreciate you for reading xxx
random thought: sometimes I'm really really NOT photogenic oh well guess I'll just settle down behind the camera? Perhaps it's just perception idk
Young and carefree
We arrived at the familiar house
We thought to be so grand and amazing
Just because it was a little taller
Than what we called home.
Gender meant nothing
Age was really, just a number
And play overruled school any day.
Creating a little adventure
Was all we thought about.
The adults engaged in small talk,
But who has the time to listen?
We dropped all we had,
Running to the plants that
Lined the house's brick red exterior.
"Treasure hunt!"
We split
Eyes searching for the small limes
Lying on the ground,
Lying on the ground,
Too heavy for the dainty leaves
How excited we were
Holding these yellowish-green gems.
They were hardly anything special
Yet they were all we desired
In that moment.
Sometimes if we were up for it
A game of tag
Round this fancy house that was now our playground.
Being the only girl out of us four
Was nothing!
Something about our bare feet
Sliding against the cold rough floor tiles
And the limitless horizon that was our imagination
Let us make the ordinary
Extraordinary
Extraordinary
Oh the things I would do
To go back to those times.
We've all changed
Morphing into those adults whom we thought,
Morphing into those adults whom we thought,
Didn't like having our kind of fun.
Well, at least we have this memory archived
And when we think about how happy we were
Running and picking running and picking,
Those ever so straight lips of ours
Would curve up too
Weren't those childhood years
So innocent and valiant?
p.s. omg I re-read this while listening to Coldplay's Paradise and it was pretty cool how they somehow synced in my mind
p.s. omg I re-read this while listening to Coldplay's Paradise and it was pretty cool how they somehow synced in my mind
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