This Summer

Days melding into nights,

nights so alive,

people, faces, music, moving.

Excited babble,

Long-awaited plans

become surreal flights landing

Tired feet in well worn heels,

markets, malls, childhood wonderlands,

foreign languages soothing ears

Sleepy kisses, sunset picnics

Lazing on a scorching shore

Just living.

Sinking

For what its worth, you make my days,

the same way that you break them.

Nowadays I wish I could do without,

but I guess its a little late.

Too far gone.

Salvation

Rest, it eludes me.

eyes closed, eyes open,

I see nothing

Nothing but a shadow,

hazy streaks upon the stony ceiling

as time passes, inching slowly,

my heart begins to stumble,

then a Fall.

doubts dragging me down below

sinister thoughts, lurking,

awaiting in the depths

familiar faces absent from above

And the musty darkness envelops me

Squeezing. Seizing my lungs.

A gasp,

A breath,

A breeze.

A waif-like sliver of light

The scent of hope in a distant corner

there lies the moonlit window

dim,

flickering,

beautiful.

a faint light reaching out its hand.

ps. I know I said to expect a sequel but not quite yet! This is a joint project with my friend (:
feedback please!

Last Summer

An absent-minded arm dangles recklessly from the couch

Snippets of seamless conversation flicker by unheard

Another errant limb rests, floating just above the floor

The artificial breeze blows cool upon a cheek, a forehead, a hairline

Skin glistening like the dewy drops of condensation

Trickling from the glass with its clinking cubes of ice

Mindless Days Pass

Seasons of Love and Turning Time

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?

In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights
In cups of coffee
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife

In five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year in the life?

Reflecting on a year and how its flown,

my fingertips can only grasp and tangle themselves through

the trailing wisps of memories

A year of firsts, lasts, hellos, goodbyes and everything in between.

A year of so many things,

so many people,

and so many precious moments.

I'm sure every year has been the same,

but this one more poignant than most.

I grew a little older,

laughed a little harder,

and cried a little more.

Hesitation, deliberation,

tentative steps forward.

This is how a new year, always begins.

ps. sorrrrrrry ><

mass apologies, however, I have been overseas, so I feel like I am justified in my failure to post.

I swear there will be more posts soon, if not of the type you're all used to.

Snip Snip

Its about that time again,

for me to trim around some rough edges.

The edges that are fuzzy, comforting in their well worn familiarity.

We're all going for perfection,

whether it exists or not.

And even if it only exists in a captured sunset or a fleeting moment

we can still inch closer and closer,

can't we?

Be that little bit more beautiful,

not just physically.

Be that little bit more genuine,

or at least sincere.

Be that little bit more happy, all the time,

like the gentle lull of waves rolling into the shore.

I want to make it that far.

To find myself,

to cut away at the tangled maze of film,

snipping blindly,

searching for that perfect shot.

Maybe I'll miss something better, but at least when I start whittling the options down,

I can choose the best I know and the best I see.

An unwalked road is not worth looking at, if its already behind you.

The best is in front of you, waiting to be tread.

The rest are all could-have-beens, what ifs

the rest is all uncertainty.

Life Update!

Va-va-vooooom!

Wait..what?
You'd think that with holidays getting well under way I'd be back in the swing of blogging and blogging every other day just because I have so much complete freedom, but no, turning into a busy busy bee ^^
And when I'm not busy... I'm just too tired or lazy to do anything remotely productive, in fact I've barely even watched any dramas.

I have nothing worthwhile to say D:
Although, I was in a blogging mood last night/this morning because I got carried away writing a "creative" cover letter...but by the time I finished it was 2.30 am and my laptop battery had died..actually, on second thoughts, I didn't finish it..my battery just died sooooo yes.

Grad ball was fun and even though I was going to blog something sentimental and nostalgic, I haven't been able to bring my lazy fingers to type away furiously, :c feeling very uninspired.

Results came out and I'm quite pleased, considering my continued slack behaviour this year.
Also turned down a scholarship for RMIT yesterday...I did want to do Journalism, but my first preference is still Psych at Monash, so I'm holding out for that.
Fingers crossed that I don't regret turning down RMIT...after all, their Journalism course is amazing and scholarships are win.

Oh and I turned into a gym junkie briefly...funny, huh?