Day 25- Belgium

How to survive being an exchange student in 5 simple steps: Month 1 (Easy version) (i) Immerse yourself in the language. Notice how listening to things you don’t understand all day gives you a slight headache in your left temple and all of a sudden you’re aware of how numb your body feels. Regret your…

Day 23- Belgium

Things that my inner voice has said to me the past few days on train rides in a foreign country I now call home; (i) I wonder why there is no universal language if all the emotions we try to convey are more often than not the same with just different strings of alphabets joined…

#The Anonymous Letters Project

Bismillah ir rahman ir rahim, I connote these locutions in the cosmos hoping they end up on your door You gave me your love but you also taught me your beliefs. You’re so sure they’re true that you forced them upon me. Where is my cull? Where is my profigacy? Eighteen years I have spent…

#The Anonymous Letters Project

Dear Life, “For billions of years since the outset of time, every single one of your ancestors has survived. Every single person on your mom and dad’s side, successfully looked after and passed on to you life. What are the chances of that like?” – The Streets Do you remember our vows? How we omitted:…

To anyone facing life’s bullshit,

Fellow suffering human, I know you’re going through a hard time, and I’m more than aware that telling you it gets better with time won’t change the pain that the present bears. I realize it’s easier said than done but I ask of you to not let this world make you bitter, not let the…

The first time ever…

The day was seemingly beautiful, although from inside a club it was hard to tell. She was dressed in her most ordinary (“quite shabby” as her mother would say) clothes, no skirts or dresses were comparable to a plain white top and jeans for her, she was no masterpiece after all. It was a close…

A letter to all my lovely ladies,

Ohmygod! I am so lazy *heheh* I know, I know I’m on vacation and I should be getting out and having fun, but I’ve already done so much of that and I feel so tired *groans* But but but…I have been feeling absolutely, positively, undoubtedly great about things. I mean, I’m happy. Although I really…

“I’m so fancy!!!”

Okay! So my shoot went so well and I’m still looking at the pictures like,”Is this me?”, “Is that really my butt?”. It can’t be. This is not possible. I mean, look at this… No, seriously? This is coming from the girl who has her hair tied in a mess and a neon hairband to…