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Tuesday, August 11, 2009

realize i wanted to post this on sunday night but was too tired after national day celebrations to come online.

Sunday night
Things are looking up
Though the smile I wear heavy
Is just the art of the deadpan
Don’t let it fool you
I’m still as grateful as ever
Grounding into the soles of my feet
Strengthening my roots
Becoming the tree I’m meant to be
Looking up
Reaching for the sky with my eyes
Touching the sun with my tongue tip
Marking the clouds with my fingerprints
Calling stars what they are
Explosions in the sky
Enjoying this flash of success
In time for another wonderful moment


there is something strange about celebrating national day when you are overseas. it's like bringing a part of home to where you are. getting high on ndp songs; i'd never felt more drunk (and we didn't even have any alcohol). i miss home so so much. and i guess all i wanted to say was simply that i love you.

little things that make me happy; tiny incidents that would otherwise seem insignificant; i'm grateful for each and every little event the past few days that has made me happy.

looks like tonight is going to be another late night X) but it's alright. i can do this.


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