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In 365 Days♥



"In 365 Days" is a photodiary I've decided to initiate, compiling day to day events with a snapshot of a moment of the day.
It is the snapshot of a minute in my life, that caught my eye, with a caption of sorts, either explaining the picture or describing my emotions.
I have been told that I never really open up myself to others, and more often than not, I leave people wondering what I truly feel or giving them confusing signals.
Thus, this photodiary, is in a sense, a window to my head.
All my thoughts, my emotions, everything I usually keep out-of-sight, will be put under here, other then my regular blog posts, which are usually not very informative.

Welcome, to the chaos and mess in my head. I hope you'd find something that speaks to you, whether to pull you through something difficult, or to relate to.

Welcome to 365 Days of my life.

In 365 Days

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In a cafe with Debussy

Monday 29 April 2013


Debussy makes me think of France. 
Not just because he is a french composer, but because his music has an air of romance around it.

The past few days was a whirlwind of emotions.
It was draining and confusing as I struggled again with the concept of death.
It never really leaves you, even after you have decided to put it down.
It follows you and when you least expect it, it enters your life and makes a mess of things.
But I suppose that's how life is. There's nothing much we can do about it.
Except, perhaps, to accept it and learn how to deal with it.
Acceptance plays a huge part in learning how to deal with many things around you.

Right now, I'm thinking of a prose to describe a thousand and one things.
My head's hurting like it used to, when I have an inspiration and I want to scribble something down, but can't find the words to.
But I shall try.


And suddenly, it all just clicked. I had finally found my way home. And it was with you.
- In a cafe with Debussy 

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Friday 12 April 2013


Most people don't remember things that happened when they were toddlers.
But I do.

I remember you strong and healthy. Carrying me as though I weighed nothing.
You never used to smile in front of the camera.
You looked stern and fierce.

I remember waking up from a nightmare, terrified and crying.
Climbing out of bed. And (ahem) peeing in my pants.
Mum and dad were probably too worn out from their day's events.
They slept too soundly.
You and Ah gong comforted me, changed my clothes, cleaned up the mess I made.
You didn't like Mum much back then.
I saw you muttering under your breath about her.
You and Ah gong tucked me back into bed, and stayed with me till I fell back asleep.

I remember one Chinese New Year, you told me to go to your room, albeit shiftily.
And you gave me the most beautiful, hand-sewn silk purse I've ever seen.
And you told me to tell no one.

I remember you sneaking me $200 and telling me to spend it wisely.
I gave it back to daddy of course.
I wonder if you know.

Now, you mistake everyone as me, regardless of gender.
You look at them and call my name.
You're in so much pain, but you light up like a Christmas tree when I come by.
(You light up like a Christmas tree when ever anyone of us come by.)

I'm sorry I can't deal with this.
I don't know how to.
You'd think seeing so much Death would make things easier to accept.
But it doesn't.

I love you Ah ma.
I wish you could go soon, so you wouldn't suffer so much.
I can take care of myself now.
I will stumble. But at least, I know how to stand up again.
I'm sorry if I made you worry.
But I'll be fine.
So please.
Because it hurts and terrifies me to see you in so much pain.

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