Cliché

They say that. . .


. . . and so it is.
But right now, I'm probably at the longest pause of my life.
How I wish I could refer to this as me going on "sabbatical" but I haven't left anything to return to.

There are lots of things I want to do.
But I don't know which goes first on the list nor where to start.

I need a bucket of inspiration and motivation to be poured all over me.

Kiss the Rain

Summer has gone and so does life in school.
I miss everyone. My friends, batch mates, room mates.
Here's the life that I once dreamed of.
A life that's distant from energy depleting school work.
A bum's life.

The day after I left the dorm for good was the day when the first rain of June arrived.
And surely enough, my delight came back.
How I love the scent of rain.
And the cool air that follows after.
The site of raindrops over my window is like a jar of candies to a kid.

Therefore, just like any fleeting season, I come to cherish this repetitive occasion.

A cup of creamy vanilla coffee keeps me company today.

Here We Go Again

So this has to be my nth blog ever since I engaged in online journal thingies.
As of now, I feel like an empty nutshell.
Heck, I still don't have a concept for this photo assignment.

That's it, not much to say.
Nothing much is going on anyway.