After more than a year of letting this blog go dusty, this is the first time I’m actually sitting down, typing away my thoughts without being wary of the word limit, the deadline or whether I have enough articles to support my points. I feel really great. I wish I was having my second cup… Continue reading 20 lessons before turning 20.
I woke up one morning feeling absolutely dreadful. It wasn’t the usual kind of ‘I have-to-drive-another-60-kilometres-today’ dreadful. I would have gotten over that once I got my hands on the steering wheel. It was…something else. Remember one of my older blog posts where I said I had started to learn to accept myself? I was… Continue reading Red lights.
It’s been quite some time since my last post so here I am. I was visiting a school in my hometown when I had a short encounter with a guy I had a crush on a couple of years ago. Of course, I was a bit fidgety (why wouldn’t I? I used to be head… Continue reading 12:12 a.m
paper hearts // silver trees ft. bailey jehl Warning: If you’re not – in any way – into sappy stuff, might as well just make a U-turn now because I took the risk of writing this, knowing darn well that I might end up sobbing. Where do I start? Oh yes. University. New life. New… Continue reading 207 miles.
lost boy // ruth b Sometimes we’re too carried away with our daily lives; driving on the road through the traffic lights, meeting new people, watching the pedestrians cross the streets, catching up with your old friends you haven’t met for some time, boarding the bus to your work place, going to your favourite coffee… Continue reading The hidden.
A few hours left before my 18th birthday ends. I’m getting mixed feelings about this. Above all, I am eternally grateful for everything that’s happened in my eighteen years of living. Of course I don’t have 100% vivid memories of when I was a little girl donning my favourite green dress, perfected with my mum’s… Continue reading 18.
I looked at him, wondering if many years from now, his face would still be the one I’d be longing to see. He reminded me so much of the rain – even his presence gave me a stroke of serendipity. Simultaneously, he could also drive me to despair. It has always fascinated my inquisitive soul… Continue reading Faded.