Thursday, 12 November 2009

I clutch my journal all the way to the ocean while reading your letters one sentence at a time

This is why I like air mails: it's like evidence. A proof that someone at one point took their time for me regardless of whether or not they still mean what they wrote, drawn, whatever. I have sent many air mails - I still do; postcards, letters, packages. Whether they be for a friend, a lover, an ex-lover, whomever. I don't expect anything in return because it is rather, a hobby. In a way, doing this is my way of liberating my own feelings. When I do get something in return though, it is the most amazing feeling in the world. It doesn't matter if the returns are only out of courtesy or good mannerisms - not that I would know. It is still a great feeling. And plus, along the way, I have made friends with postmen! Haha.

P.S If I have never sent you one, then enlighten me of your whereabouts

Wednesday, 21 October 2009

All the pretty houses

I've been thinking about becoming an architect again after I had decided not to a while back. I don't know.

Sunday, 27 September 2009

Pet fish to cheer the lonely

Lemon Taxi & Sir Blue Eyes to keep me company. Hey, the bedroom's big enough to fit the three of us. Been quite the gloom lately, sensitive and obsessive BUT theres a week left of break and I'm ready for some PARTYYYYYING! Well, either that.... or studying. I'll probably be forced to do the latter.

Friday, 25 September 2009

Waves & piers

Flew to Makassar by myself and stayed there a couple of days at a relative's house. It was a nice break from the big city. Made friends from strangers. Got lost. Ate early. Slept late. Good times.

Though it was so horrible without skyping, I wanted to die.

Monday, 14 September 2009

Winter mornings & late night drinks

This morning I woke up and thought it was winter.
I'm now back home in a tropical country with 2 seasons.