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Lumière, darling.
Struggling to keep the wise words flowing, She sighed and stumbled upon. All she needs is self-control, Or perhaps, a slight touch of serene meditation. Putting the pen down, She grasped and closed her eyes. Whilst embracing the warm touch of the wind, Lost coherency, she thought. The troublesome of forming thoughts into splendid words, But she never stopped and carry on. Because passion flows within her own river. A kind of harmony that gives color to her blood. A cliché, yes. But all that she wants is to inspire the world one step at a time. A small candle through the entire romantic night. The sweetest “lumière, darling.”
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In a few hours, my flight should have been landed. I shall get up and prepare for my next flight. Same old year-round trip, another 12-month journey awaits. Dear, I am not ready to go and leave it all behind. Wonderful is an understatement. You are one of a kind! For every success, downfall, affection and heartaches that we shared, It was such an amazing treasure. You are my one hell of a roller coaster ride, darling. Now it is time for farewell. Neither I am walking away nor saying goodbye. I am just opening up the doors for greater things to come. Adiós, flight 2015! Flight 2016 is now boarding.
And so the senior year begins. It's just the first week of class but it feels like it's the finals week. Subjects are harder, professors are more demanding. But so far, all good. I am learning to manage my time and balance my academic and extracurricular activities. I am trying to be efficient as compared before. Thanks to various studyblrs & studyspo here on Tumblr. They give a different kind of motivation through aesthetic posting of their study materials/school supplies (plus some study tips!). Never fails to give me inspiration to study. Although I know this year is going to be a tough one, and I will always be on a sleep deprivation, on the brighter side I know these hardships, the terrors of our professors and the daily struggle of studying tantamount of problems will serve as a training ground in becoming the future self that I always wanted to be. Road to CPA!
College Goals: Senior Year!
1. Study harder - I am not a nerdy type of student but Accounting course is very demanding. We need to read, inhale and chew every detail of the Accounting concepts and theories in order for us to understand the topic well. Plus, we got loads of reviewers to answers. (When I say 'loads' it is like I only get to answer 1/4 of the materials I photocopied, the remaining ones will just turn into scratch papers!) I need more patience and practice, or else I will be dead. 2. Visit the church more often and pray - I haven't been able to visit the church more often last Junior year. I do not know why, unlike when I was in Sophomore years. Now, it feels like I need spiritual upliftment. I need to keep the faith. I know that He will help me get through this journey. 3. Save money - Yes, I need to save money. I am 19 years old already, I have lots of things to buy and I should lessen the habit of asking my Mom for money. And you know the joy of buying a thing that comes out of your own pocket, right? 4. Avoid visiting coffee shops everyday - Pretty much the same on goal # 3. 5. Know your priorities - Yes, social life is good but I need to focus on what is more important. And I must not forget to spend time with my family and loved ones. ♥ In short, time management is the key! 6. Keep your goals straight - I am not getting any younger, I should set my goals. I still have two more years 'til graduation though but time flies way too fast! 7. Get more sleep - "Always take care of your health, and grades will follow." 8. Chill, and have fun! Enjoy your college life - College is not always about having uno grades or graduating with honors, what is important is that you are learning. I should participate more on extracurricular activities that might help me with my future work environment. It will hone my interpersonal skills. And sometimes, I gotta learn how to chill. I must not pressure myself; Just try to keep in touch and have some bonding moments with friends and barkadas. It reduces the level of anxiety.

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Have you ever been in a situation where in sudden thoughts came into your mind, cutting off your good vibes? That you suddenly felt alone, empty? Feeling like everything is falling to pieces, that every wall that you built is slowly destroying. Like the bullet is being ignited and it is burning. That you feel like you are being set on fire while drowning into the water? That you wanted to run but your feet are tied up? That you wanted those words to come out of your mouth instead, but it came out of your eyes? That you wanted to hear from a certain person, telling you about his world, but all you heard was silence?
It is beginning to sink in; Everything that is written. Every letter, every words, every sentence, and every paragraph are turning into a song; Forming a euphony. Re-reading it over and over again, like angels singing in my head. And it is on repeat.
but poets are hard to love, not because we are fragile or any of that: but rather instead that artists are, by nature, ruthless. we aim our teeth always for the thickest vein. we demand new things and shiny adventures and hold onto our sadness. we ask you to write for us, to pose for us, to be our muse.
a tradeoff, i suppose. we’ll write you into history so well that you won’t even recognize yourself. we’ll shuffle you into libraries. nobody will be able to eat without tasting you in the air.
the first boy who broke my heart once told me that poets were the worst people, and at the time, i disagreed. a lot has changed since then - i decided to become a poet, see.
People cry when words cannot express the pain they are feeling, Letting the heart speaks...and I think I am running out of words.
4:51 AM
It is fifty-one minutes past four o' clock in the midnight. Yet again, just another 4 AM thoughts. Consistently been running out of words. Must be the real quest of forming the drifting thoughts into literary masterpiece. It is fifty-one minutes past four o' clock in the midnight. Either I am contemplating the vastness of the universe, Or trying to articulate the very little things in life. Which is which, nothing has changed. It is fifty-one minutes past four o' clock in the midnight. Consciously dealing with reality. I guess a stranger no more, To always have that predicament of thinking of the perfect retort.

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I just reached home from last night's sleepover with 2 of my college best friends and look what I found on the study table, my new specs which I ordered online. I bet someone is a happy kid! Cheers for sweater weather, a sip of hot cocoa, and the smell of old books.
Sitting on the front porch, there is nothing but the dark grey sky covering the typical Wednesday night. Whiling away the time, I snuggled with my favourite sweater. Whilst grasping the warm fabric and rubbing it against my shivering skin, the aroma of the cold breeze greets me as I closed my eyes. I took a deep breath and listened to the harmony of raindrops falling. I held the same position for almost an hour, the mind is still wandering. Until I finally stood up and jumped out of the rain. I felt absurd. The moment is magical, and I was enchanted. I did not let myself get wet by the rain. Instead, I kissed and danced along with it.
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Never too late for summer! Finally hit another resort after months. Indeed an amazing experience noted as 'we-will-always-have-that-summer.' See you again in December, Shobe! Your Ate Siopao is missing you already! Take care in SG.
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It seems strange that I can make a good poem when I feel blue and not when I feel red. It is quite unusual that I can write poems when I need to rant and not when I need to express my dose of happiness into written words. I know today that my heart is happy, the youthful exuberant feeling. Maybe I only write poems when I need to release and exhale all the heavy feelings. Hence, that is why I cannot make a great one because there is nothing to let go with. Perhaps my heart is just so excited that nothing can even describe how much I really feel. It is like no words will ever fit when it comes to my feelings. And right now, just a smile that is worth a thousand words.
“Do a little more of what you want to do every day, until your idea becomes what's real.”

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12:51 AM
51 minutes past midnight. There is nothing, but silence. Just a small lampshade covering the night. My phone buzzed. The silly conversation kept going. And the time has finally come to reveal the untold story. All of the mysteries were unlocked. Not only you lend all ears, But also you gave your arms to embrace. 51 minutes past midnight, I should have been drowning myself with my own thoughts. Still keeping those feet steady. Learning how to surf with those strong tidal waves. You did not take me out of the ocean. Instead you jumped into the salt water and came along with me.
to k.b., hey, I am out of words! Oh God. But to make the letter short, I just want to thank you for listening to my own story. I really appreciate that, you know. And you do not know how happy I felt knowing those little things have taught you a lesson and inspired you. Smile, and be happy. Always do things today that your future self will be thankful for!
…And now she is slowly living the life who she wants it to be. She loves to make extraordinary choices, and she knows that they will lead to something big. Something that she does not foresee yet. But she knows in her heart that it will come to pass.
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