Memories: appreciation post

Incredible things

Family concert is over! It was as usual, so much fun!! Been in strings for close to a year now, and I never once regretted joining strings. To make this post a little special, I’m dedicating it to the kids from movie club.

movie club JOY IN JOYCE

The story of how this group came along is a weird and funny one. Remembered how awkward it was at first and now we became rather close, planning for all the bingsu and food adventures. Funny how we named ourselves move club but we often talk about food like having dinner together and going for bingsu.

To Amanda,

Thanks for being such a funny friend! You never fail to make me laugh with some of the jokes that you might crack at times, and also all the funny faces/ snapchat we take. I like how we are sitting right opposite each other in the…

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Chill with your Cousin

The stars tonight shine brightly.
A little too brightly.

Didn’t snap a photograph like I’m supposed to but it was a beautiful view.

We should all look up sometime and be glad that we are still breathing. Be grateful for the things we have all taken for granted  last year. New year resolution isn’t it?

Breathe, take a deep breathe and march on.

Take a much needed jog sometimes, quit eating all the fried food, grab your skateboard and head out; explore your neighborhood and strum a few times on that old guitar. Chill with your cousin (or not) and sometimes just look up at the sky above you and cherish the bright stars above you. These million years of shattered stones are finally able to shine for our eyes. How delighted we should be for them to be shining for us, and for our eyes only.


We all try to be someone we are not.

The music we listen to, the clothes we wear, the actions we make; mere representation of whatever we are not.

It’s almost as if being someone else we are not, is the most desirable thing ever. Even if it’s for the worse. It’s almost saying that if we act the way we are, we are less interesting, less outstanding and less.. welcomed? In fact, most of the things we do and say, it’s always for a certain audience. We always cater for the listener.

Is it all we think about is how people perceive us of? If that’s the case, do we live for others or ourselves? If no one could pin their thoughts as a representation of who we are, would we be acting differently? Most importantly, if no one’s perception could bother you.. What would you be doing now?

And of course, how realistic is it to say that our words or actions could be a stab in the back. The world is so big; anything can be held against you. Is that the reason we are so utmost compromising? Even if the world around us changes, we would never be the first one to make the first move. Is it a disadvantage to be the one to take the arrow? Is this stupidity or an act of brilliance? No one knows for sure. At this point of time, when our first steps are innocuous and concerning, people take reference to who we are, and what we’ve done. It goes back to why we act the way we do — that society only accepts one type of character; less than perfect and we can vanish. It seems that pretending is the only solution.

But is pretending truly a bad thing? How could this be a bad thing, right? I mean living by the rules you are almost never in trouble. You can live comfortably and be a good contributor to the society. I mean, what’s wrong? Think about all the times you can hide a mist the crowd and never raise your head, isn’t that the way to live?

The truth is, you lose it all when you lose your soul. The more scared you are, the more weak you become and the more scared you become. If you don’t take risks, you fail life by default.

One of my favorite quote is “Moderation is Key” and for a good reason. Moderation really is key. And I know many who are intolerable to this cliche quote, believe me I am too, but it seems to be the answer to most question marks. Practicing individualism and playing as a demure societal member should be in equal parts; should any part decrement in any way, the other cease to exist.


P.S This post is a joke.

Before Bed: Revolted

I really dislike this feeling. This feeling that everything is out of control. I refuse to believe that things can be out of control, that just do not make sense. Everything is under control and everything will be alright.

Before Bed: Commitments

Another one of us left today.

I came to realize the hard truth today that everyone, under extreme conditions, do leave. It’s just a matter of time.

These people aren’t quitters or haters, they just choose what is better. Both parties feel indescribable sorrow but the choice is finalized and the verdict is done, everything else is useless.

We only have ourselves to blame.