I just realised it was the 26th of April; I’m a bit slow concerning dates, which is why I miss birthdays and which is why I missed the 2nd anniversary of us starting a blog. 21th of April 2007, we were young (not that we are THAT old now), frustrated, had a thing against the whole world and had lots of times on our hands. Not much has changed, except we are much more subtle now… maybe? Well, to mark this year’s (belated) anniversary, I thought I’d post something the blog inspired me to write…

Silence! These voices jingling in my head;
Playing that infamous melody as they do,
My eyes cannot see, but alas, I do hear.
It’s all in the mind some say, but then…
Why do I hear them, as if close they are?

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Tags: Anniversary, Poetry

Not the movie. My life these past few days, along with other stuffs as well, and it isn’t over yet. It’s amazing how in a few seconds, everything changes completely, from the slow lane to the fast track. One second, I was lying on the couch, watching a movie and the other, I was moving from place to place, with my bag of clothes and laptop as company.

While I really have fun during this holiday from the holidays, I must admit, there’s no better place than home, especially my room. I literally dropped dead as soon as I came home on Tuesday, because I was so tired. My 4 year-old niece can be a real brat sometimes, and it doesn’t help she is pampered by everyone, being the youngest one of the family, and the only one from her generation… I wonder what she is going to do when my nephew is going to be born in June. It could be a niece as well, of course, but… we really are rooting for a baby boy this time, it gets tiring to only see girls in the family. Keep reading…

I met with my kindergarten school teacher this morning and this meeting left me with quite a good feeling for the rest of the day.It’s unbelievable how she easily triggers my earliest memories, which sometimes, I have so much difficulties to remember. Well, who can actually with precise details what happened at school when you were three? Kind of difficult, but whenever I see her, I can relive these moments exactly, like who cried on their first day, or when S. threw up in the paper bin when she was sick once, this kind of stuff.

But what’s even more amazing is how she has been present in my life, even after I left school, which was like 14 years ago. She used to live near us, which is why in the beginning, I got to see pretty much every week or month. But after she moved out, the meetings were rarer, but still, the phone was here to bring us closer, away from the distance that separated us. As the years went by, even the phone calls stopped; I didn’t really have time, and she was even more busy, even though she has stopped working. Still, we would see each other sometimes, when I was at the library, or she would come see my dad at the shop to ask how I was doing. Keep reading…

Tags: Childhood

1. Have friends over.
2. Gossip.
3. Play card games.
4. Truth or Dare.
5. Lie around lazily.

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Tags: Friends

My mom’s old cookery book in front of me, I find myself turning the pages, wondering if I’d ever get to try the recipes someday. I’m still trying to find reasons why she should give me the book, which of course, I have not been able to, yet. I’ve tried all kinds of arguments, I’ve even bought her like dozens of other books, but still no luck. It’s still “hers”… though she’s agreed to let me keep it “for now”.

She has been quite sick this week, yesterday, being the worst of all, so she stayed in bed most of the time. No need to say, of course, there were times I went to bug her, like the time I went to read my book on her bed, then tossing and turning around or the time I carried the cookery book there, wanting to try all the recipes in there. She was much better today, considering how she was shouting and yelling this afternoon, so she decided to make me happy and let me cook… under her vigilant eye… I don’t believe the day she’d trust me with her kitchen will ever come. She is so afraid I’m gonna put fire to the whole house, with good reasons of course; I’m too absent-minded…

Well, the menu for today was decided: I’d make Moussaka and home-made bread, and Chocolate Mousse for dessert. As much as I’d like to post the recipes, I’m afraid you’ll just have to find it online. I changed some part of the recipes, to fit it to my own “needs” and have no idea what I did. I don’t want anyone to ask if it were edible, that would just be the same as insulting me. I happen to be a very good cook, a lazy one, yes, but a good one. Though today’s meal wasn’t what I expected. My tomatoes messed up a bit, with all it’s water not drying up, and I had to drain all of it and put it in the oven again. Keep reading…

Tags: Bonding, Cooking

It sounded a bit weird at first, but I’m kinda getting used to it, though I still do not believe I accepted tutoring my little cousin. Not that I was given a choice; my mom and aunt practically forced it onto me, making all the decisions without considering the concerned person here, i.e. me. The reason for my reluctance had more to do with my cousin than with the tutoring. It had always been mutual dislike between us; maybe it had to do with the age difference. An 8-years gap can be quite a lot for 2 kids living under the same roof, especially when both are only child to their parents. Anyway, it seems that the “dislike” has completely disappeared for now and for good, I’m hoping; these past years I had been so busy with school and other stuffs that I barely gave any attention to the persons living in my house. Keep reading…

Tags: family, tutoring

… From 2nd to 4th… What am I talking about? The new iPod I got from my parents, as a congratulations gift. (Ipod Nano 4th generation, I had the2nd gen one)Well, I had already planned to ask for a new one if I got good results, and ta-da, I got one. We just received it yesterday, which is actually too late; there was a small confusion, and they sent it to another branch. No need to say no one bothered to call us to let us know, but all’s well that ends well After my mom… euh… talked to the guy, we finally managed to get it.

I’m feeling a bit sad for the old one, because it still plays the music, but quite some things have stopped working. My hold button has been… holding with powerglue for some months now and the next button has been dead for… at least a year now. My screen only shows horizontal lines, the interface only shows up once in a month or so. But still, it was my little pinkie iPod I couldn’t live without. How it ended like that, I have no idea. One day it was okay, and the other, everything went wrong. I think electronic devices tend to break easily around me… My first mp3 player was gone in a week, my fan is crazy, my clock has… stopped working for some reason, my tv blanked out… I’ve said enough =) Keep reading…

Tags: Ipod, Results, School

She lay down on her bed, arms spread, eyes closed. The idea seemed less appealing to her now. The idea of going out with him. So many dreams had she had about this. Wonderful ones of course, but now, she would have preferred if it only remained a dream. Earphones in her ears but she paid no attention to the music playing. It was just here to keep her from hearing the noise from outside.

She felt her cell phone’s vibration.

“1 missed call”

A second would soon follow if she didn’t show any signs of being alive. It was their secret language. One missed call and the other should call back.

She sighed. She didn’t want to. All she wanted right now was enjoy the peaceful moment she was having to herself. But she guessed she ‘should’ call him back now. It all turned out into an obligation now, rather than some wish or desire. Once upon a time, she had felt this urge to hear his voice constantly. She could practically not live without him, but now, all her feelings had turned icy cold.

“I’ll call you later. I’m busy right now.” She sent him this innocent little message but so many reasons and feelings hid behind it. Lies, were they her last option? She should end things up but she knew he would be devastated… or… would he? Keep reading…

Tags: Partly Fiction, Partly Non-Fiction