Meant To Fly

What is this strange feeling in my chest that I cannot quite describe? One moment, it was as if someone, an aggressive farmer who had spent the rest of his life taming cows and horses, or goats and donkeys perhaps, ripping my heart right out from where it is currently beating and pumping blood, then squeezing it like you would with a stress ball, hardly and powerfully, over and over again.

Otherwise it also feels like cardiopulmonary resuscitation was being performed on me, except the force exerted on my upper body makes me sick to my stomach—the unbearable pressure weighing down like a 100-kilogrammes load on a three-year-old’s body.

This ache, whatever it is, is overwhelming me wholly. All of a sudden, I feel at a loss… What is my purpose in life?

You Turned Out The Lights

My effortlessly-beautiful-without-her-trying best friend, Yii Mei, is not someone you would fancy shopping in Orchard Road with if being stopped five thousand times by random strangers requesting to complete retarded surveys or pestering her to join their modeling agencies get on your nerves. If that already made me sound like a freak, be that way because I always believed the importance of letting someone gorgeous knows just how fabulous he/she is—however creepy.

That day was wonderful—besides shopping for hours on end which has become our new weekend norm, we hung out at Blue Mountain Cafe, drank tasty beverages, chatted as if there was no tomorrow, cursed the old yet filthy rich ladies at the next table under our breaths for speaking above 200 decibels to the people sitting just beside them, gazed over at UNIQLO and wondered what could cause us to like that brand so much before, and took plenty of photos.

Now I Am Paralysed

Last Friday morning, while I was heading to school and feeling like crap all at the same time because separating with my bed is a big deal—temporarily or not—something stunningly gorgeous appeared right in front of my very own eyes. Sure, I do go gaga over sunset a lot (tell me why would anyone not when we are talking about something this beautiful), but that is merely because I am never up early enough to marvel at a sunrise.

The sight made waking up at 6:30 AM worthwhile, and albeit I was already running late for class at that point in time, nothing could stop me from taking a slow stroll and fascinating over the beauty of nature. It was a pity, however, that everyone else was either pretending to be busy on their mobile phones or rushing into trains to take note of these little things in life…

All Of Our Bridges Burned Down

This afternoon, after an insignificantly short 30-minute workout, I experienced non-stop coughing and sneezing almost immediately. Thereafter came the nasty blocked nose and finally here with me is a pain-in-the-ass flu. God knows why it happened, but it did, and I sure am not having a very easy time. But in a strenuous attempt to look on the bright side of life, the post-exercise feeling is amazing—I feel at least three times healthier than before!

Since it took me eight trips to the moon and back to realise that the photo challenge activity on May 4 was supposed to be about my perception of fun and nothing bird-related, I shall go one step ahead for now—beats me how I could totally overlooked and missed the former.

More photos of birds can be found in the following posts:

• Hands Up In The Air
• Here Is My Number

From The Ice Inside Your Soul

Mother’s Day at home went a little like this:

• A trivial misunderstanding sparked some hard feelings between my mother and I.
• Mother was seriously mad and upset about the situation, and she refused to speak to me at all.
• I gave her a kiss and resolved the issue. :)