Showing posts with label emotional surge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label emotional surge. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Colours

"...and when the boy opened his grey orbs, he saw an array of colours. So amazed he was, he wondered how he could not notice all this gradients and splashes before, each of them bringing distinct stories for him.

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Good Evening

An annoying money-wasting accident has granted me the reluctance to spent extra bucks for some institutions, thus my room find itself here without air conditioning for the next two weeks. For some reasons, the air feels more like my home country's capital city now, not that I mind.


The warm climate. The night breeze + the one from the ceiling fan. The faint sound of some random cricking bugs outside. The scent of wind and grass. This is a tropical summer night, a quite therapeutical one I might say. It has been a while since I'm sitting at my favorite corner of the room like this. If I may ignore that horrifying shrooms incident now, ...

It's a good evening. :)

Monday, May 14, 2012

epic BPL finale

One word: epic.
As much as I'm grieving over ManU (must. not. angst. argh. OTL), I applause ManCity for their well-deserved win.

On a much much personal note, how I wish I was -there- now...


Monday, October 24, 2011

Thank goodness...

There is happiness. There is sadness. Prayers. Reliefs. Hugs. We have fought together and now we (mostly) have survived. It's far from perfect and yes, disappointments abound.. as well as strips of worries. But we'll manage it, together. 


Encouragements, smiles and pats. More than the results, I'm happy that I live here, with these people.. and I would be seeing (most of) these comrades around next year too. For that I am thankful. Honestly.

Friday, October 14, 2011

JOY JOY JOY JOY...

JOOYY JOOYYY JOYYYYY!!!!!!!

*histeric*

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

What's this

I'm lost again. Talk about resilience, maybe it's time for me to develop some. :/

Nevertheless, this is making less and less sense. Running for something you desire is easier than looking for something to be desired. Even so, I really wonder why some people would not even try.. Then again maybe it is not so different from me. The lump of worries is coming back at such an ungracious moment. Goodness.

On a slightly more realistic note, I found my hand is getting a bruise after a few light pounding. ..time to resume some physical trainings I guess.