neverever

Still around

unaccomplished,

023312: 300911

turn me upside down and find nothing.

Ctrl.Alt.Shift

Peck.

buoyantly artificial

Chips, on my shoulder

Obligations
Obligations
Obligations
Obligations
Obligations

I’m complaining but I’m not
I’m not living my life like I want it to
I haven’t got the wings I longed for
Yet I’m not hating what I have now
I want to stop being not selfish because “selfless” sounds over the top
I don’t want to explain

Moi

Just like we all need some time to be alone, do things we want to do, get things you want to have, not be answerable to them but maybe sulk into the mirror. Extend that time. I want to be negligible for a while. So I don’t have the funds. And at the moment, parental consent. Just for a month, will there be a kind soul to take me in for my graduation hiatus? *promise to be a ghost.”

The Dingy Room

The cement-floored container that I will likely inhabit after 10 years of slogging on desk-bound jobs

we see the light

A voluntary assignment made me stumble into a line of great conversations from many individuals I would never imagine talking to (unless in a stupor). Those hopeful eyes and complex yet occasional clumsy thoughts made me see that sharp glimpse of light that has been playing its ominous game of hide-and-seek. I don’t exactly know where I’m going – that’s why I did badly in GP – but this kinetic activity of boggling words is fuel to our minds.

Inking on my guestbook

Having a taste of the corporate culture is like diving into a voluntary void. The weekend though it’s just the first of the many, feels sweeter than any other. I’m putting in every once of effort to make it as fruitful and building a net to catch each opportunity of adventure. Nevertheless, it is this looking-forward that escalates the expectations for a dope weekend.

This almost transitional part of my life is a fresh bite amidst the fear of adjustments and unfamiliarity. The apprehension sometimes needs a cushion. So it’s a cold Sunday evening, fingertips cooling off with a mix of anxiety from the unpredictable week ahead and I’m rolling in bed. And words are browsing through every opportune perspective or idea to find a balanced fit and permit myself to get on with this frivolous life.

On another note, looks like the social circle just got tighter. Thanks to social media networks, I’m identifying increasing tangles between friends, acquaintances, lovers and idiots lugging bags full of historical stupidity with them.
But no thanks, I choose to forget and remember only the best. Leave a mark on my canvas, I want to enjoy life.