The kid brushes his teeth.
The kid we all left out.
Both of us sat down.
Cheena pok and kantang kia.
The kid continues brushing.
Awkward silence. Occasionally broken by gurgling sounds.
I like this awkward silence.
Not the usual ones.
This one.
Exceptionally awkward.
Exceptionally comfortable.
The space in between 2 adults staring at 1 kid.
So huge, just like the difference in our personalities.
But i like it.
Must be the sound of brushing.
So therapeutic.
The sound that resonates in 2 minds.
The only thing that binds.
Brushing.
Friendship usually starts from nothing.
But for us, it starts from brushing.
Hello my brushing buddy.
I like the pink hue of the disclosing tablet.
(:
Life is not about braving the storms, it's about dancing in the rain. If all else fails, ice cream heals.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
2011
I really want to graduate.
I have so many things i want to do.
To find friends,
To find time,
To read books,
Learn a language,
Learn a musical instrument,
Learn how to drive,
Learn how to take photos,
Travel,
Volunteer,
Make new friends,
Go to the beach,
Go fly kites,
Have time, give time,
Find love, give love,
be it to animals, to elderly, to children, to people.
and most importantly,
Reconnect with myself again.
It's so tough when there's the finals looming over.
Let me pull through.
Please.
I have so many things i want to do.
To find friends,
To find time,
To read books,
Learn a language,
Learn a musical instrument,
Learn how to drive,
Learn how to take photos,
Travel,
Volunteer,
Make new friends,
Go to the beach,
Go fly kites,
Have time, give time,
Find love, give love,
be it to animals, to elderly, to children, to people.
and most importantly,
Reconnect with myself again.
It's so tough when there's the finals looming over.
Let me pull through.
Please.