Holidays have made me become so lazy to the point where I dont reply messages on whatsapp because my fingers cry foul from slaving their limbs typing away. Hehe. I think it's ok not to chat daily because sooner or later we'll move on in life to new things and new people and would only chat once in a blue moon or - i'm not surprised - none at all. But thing is, when we meet again, everything will fall back into place just like ol' times. That's how it is, at least in my opinion.

Gan said that as he ages, he becomes more mellow. I agree to that actually. I don't find certain things funny anymore, my tolerance for childishness is thinning sigh and I rarely find any interest in empty talk. But then sometimes I do make an exception la haha to reconnect with youth. Last time in high school I was so good at making small talk when I meet new people. Now I lost it and thre is awkwardness :( Ah well... with age certain things get lost in between time and space I guess.

her faith is like the wave of an ocean. 

Sometimes it rides up and down vigorously during a terrible storm with brute force and anger that could devour any unfortunate boat sailing on it. Sometimes when the air is still and humid, it remains stagnant... unmoving... lifeless. On a good day, gentle tufts of waves can be seen softly overlapping each other in rhythm. 

One thing remained constant; its colour; a deep blue hue that could hold your gaze and take your breath away. Sometimes you even ponder on Its existence and how It came to pass. Its intensity can so overwhelming that It always leaves you in awe, reverence and in fear. 

That's what makes an ocean so special and worth believing for. 

Everything was wrong that day. 

Her alarm was not functioning, her favourite jeans still not dry from yesterday's wash and she was late for class. Hurriedly, she splashed water on her face, threw on whatever clothes she could find, grab her car keys and sped off to her car. 

Insert key, turn on ignition, shift gear to 'Drive' and step on gas. Hard. 

That was what she did before the crash. 

Oh yes, that crash.

The one where two cars from opposite directions collided.

Banged. Flipped. Skidded. Thrown out. Splattered.

She - late for class. 

Them - driving back from a friend's wedding.

She - alone.

Them - father, mother, son.

She - suffered a broken ribcage.

Them - heaved their last breath two hours later.

Everything was wrong that day.

-T.M.-

life is for living

Alas, my final semester's result is out and praise God, all As with one A-. My aim to graduate with second class upper has come true with 3.6 on the dot!!! I was so happy when I saw the results. Wohoo PTL. Although I didn't get first class honours, 2nd upper is all I could strive for and by God's grace I did it. I proved to myself that I can do it.

On a different note, let's have a bit of a no-brainer post: 

here are a few of my Top 3 favourite things (feel free to do it too and alter it):

1) animated movies: Tangled, Mulan, Prince of Egypt

2) hobbies: piano, reading, doing nothing

3) tv shows: Grey's anatomy, vampire diaries, true detective

4) ice cream flavours: vanilla, caramel, chocolate (with choc chips)

5) malaysian food (this is hard): roti canai, nasi lemak, char kuay teow

6) music: Coldplay, the weepies, jazz instrumental

7) conversations with people: our lives (struggles, happiness, etc), career, nonsense lol

8) things to do when travelling: snap pics, visit new places, stand and soak it all in

9) happy moments (too many! but let's focus on this year's): my final sem results, 24th bday, when my day goes well

10) things to be thankful for (too many): family, my 4 years in uni, my relationship with my Creator.

That's all for now :)

She had with her a bag full of excuses;

we were all used to that nonsense.

One after another it came

until we told ourselves things will never be the same.

Thrice she stood up,

thrice she covered up.

Thrice we stood waiting,

thrice we left, silently complaining.

Could there be a deeper reason

for her self-seeking treason?

Perhaps she suffers from depression;

oh, what a perfect deception!

What if she has the monthly bloodbath?

Why, that would be right up Vladimir's path!

Or perhaps it's just her lazy bone

that refuses to budge from her self-righteous throne.

-T.M.-

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Wow I never knew rhyming can be such fun. :) Imma do this again, sometime. 

University has ended; a closed chapter. Bittersweet feelings as I close this door. Sweet memories that can only accompany new beginnings, new priorities, new goals.

Cheers, all. All the best in your own future undertakings. Take that leap of faith, take that plunge. 

As my final exam paper approaches that signifies the end of my undergraduate life, I can't help but feel the weight of reality weighing heavily on my shoulders. Things are gona be different after uni. No more spoon-feeding, no more soft-cushioning your fall. I don't know if I'm ready for this but ready or not, the plunge has to be taken anyway.

The path is foggy, but imma just try and see which ball hits the jackpot. Have faith and trust in God who holds my future.