two down. one to go

the air was damp. It didn't burn my eyes the way the wind in the big plaza had, and that was comforting. As was the night, too, after that terrifying brightness. Like the warm quilt I'd played under as a child. The dark felt familiar and protecting.

atmosphere of freedom that hung over. There was a perceptible thrill in the air. Freedom was so close it was touchable, taste-able. Signs of it were everywhere. But its just for today. and i should pick up the study mood again for the coming next paper. So many things ahead. I had two papers last two days. I turned up to my jap class after the exam and i found myself totally distracted. My brain worked really slow through the fog of sleep deprivation and i was nervous to the point of nausea for the next paper on the following day. I picked up the phone, wanna voiced out my bottled feeling but i cut it before the line was connected.

and i just don't wanna overthink my feelings. Act on my impulses, not my conclusions.

I nodded, turning the corners of my mouth up nearly managing a smile :)



my hot honey milk and ur hot chocalate





and i would like to share about an awkward conversation i had. The waiter apporoached and asked in his fluent cantonise that why didn't i smile. Weird. Absolutely weird.