# Day 13

13th of May

Friday

"You Are The Moon"

http://www.ozarkmountainimages.com/OzarkScenery/2007Scenery/Scenery%20page%203/HarvestMoon1024.jpg

Shadows all around you as you surface from the dark
Emerging from the gentle grip of night's unfolding arms
Darkness, darkness everywhere, do you feel all alone?
The subtle grace of gravity, the heavy weight of stone

You don't see what you possess, a beauty calm and clear
It floods the sky and blurs the darkness like a chandelier
All the light that you possess is skewed by lakes and seas
The shattered surface, so imperfect, is all that you believe

I will bring a mirror, so silver, so exact
So precise and so pristine, a perfect pane of glass
I will set the mirror up to face the blackened sky
You will see your beauty every moment that you rise

The Hush Sound

Was listening to this song and it made me think a little.

*Edit: Blogger was down for the night ! I left the post to prepare dinner (Frittata yo! ) and when I returned later I couldn't publish in time. Sighhh.

Hmmm...

# Day 12

12th of May

Thursday

I will forever love this song.

And the singer. (:

I didn't have to learn to know that music is the best remedy for the soul and a faithful companion.

# Day 7 - Courage II

11th of May

Wednesday

I've always been told that one must never be afraid to express one's thoughts. In some ways, by doing so, one is fighting for his/her rights.

It just hit me how timid I am. I've always known I am, but never has the implication struck me so hard until today. Everybody needs that little bit of belief in their selves, of course not excessively. But enough to have confidence in the body each self's given, with that sort of soul, and that capacity of mind. Enough to be comfortable doing something (certain things) alone, or in front of a crowd. Enough to feel accepted and to be able to trust yourself with others.

http://iwouldgivetheworldtoyou.tumblr.com

I lack a lot, and a lot, of this bravery.

That much I have learnt about myself so far...

On a random personal note,

http://coffeebitesyou.tumblr.com/post/4643482314

Born this way.

# Day 10

10th of May

Tuesday

Today I learnt that for a petite person, two layers of shirts and a sweater/coat ain't enough for a temperature of 11 degrees.

http://fashionistha.tumblr.com/

Mmmmmmmmnnnnnnnawwwwwwwwwwwww (': go ahead, make all the cooing noises, I know you cannot resist. (:

That's me by the way. I look pretty unhappy don't I?

Winter spring, summer or fall, all you have to do is call.

# Day 9 - Crushed

9th of May

Monday

Today I learnt that... hard work does not pay.

Disappointed beyond words. All the time and sleepless nights. All the worrying and researching. Hands up if you have ever felt like this before. Or am I the only kind of species that gives my all for nothing. I probably am.

At this stage nothing can lift my mood.

So tired, so really damn tired.

# Day 8

8th of May

Sunday

Today I learnt that one can never have too much cake. :D

Blame tumblr for the following scrumptious-looking pictures (:

http://fucknonowimhungry.tumblr.com/post/4313036508

Please excuse the profanity in the link!

http://www.flickr.com/photos/f-l-m/5239848645/

http://killinhoes.tumblr.com/post/4639842496

http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4143/5433695455_1db9ddd8fe_z

I had a whole butter cake to myself, courtesy of my sweet University friends. Another rich, caramel cake from my darling sister. One big slice of tiramisu cake during my Korean friend's birthday celebration (I respect her for being such an awesome host). And finally one HUGE chocolate muffin topped with all the diabetic goodies from my sister's friend. They were equally yummy.

Sinful, how sinful. Maybe it's a good idea that birthdays only come around once every year.

Mama, I miss you.

# Day 7 - Courage

7th of May

Saturday

I blew out a candle flame tonight.

A sweet girl celebrated her birthday in her house, a party of which I couldn't attend. But I met up with them in the city (again thanks to another lovely person who drove all the way to pick me up) and we had a rather interesting, amazing time. She took my hand during the cake-cutting session and insisted that I cut the cake with her. They even had two candles, one for me.

There was a mixture of Koreans, Chinese people, Vietnamese people and of course Caucasians. I enjoyed observing the way each individual carried themselves, and the little habits they practice. Like for the Koreans, it is only polite to introduce yourself to the crowd of people present during any gathering.

Isn't that what meeting people is all about? Having the interest to get to know others, paying attention to their cultures, fitting in not under obligation but because you are comfortable with change; rather than being under the influence of inertia and isolating yourself because you are different and you do things differently... After all, black or white, we are ultimately human beings. We laugh or condemn the things others do, seeing things as they are on the surface, stereotyping them. But have we thought about their backgrounds and the significance of what they do?

http://inspiring-pictures.tumblr.com

Every colour counts.

I'm honoured I have friends of so many races and nationalities. Their hearts are beautiful, and I can't even see their hearts. I feel. I wish everyone would see it the way I do.

I could really use a wish right now.