you don’t say.

of more sushi.

Stones taught me to fly
Love, it taught me to cry
So come on courage, teach me to be shy

~Cannonball, Damien Rice

me and sushi. sushi and me

transmogrification.

These past few months, I have:

learnt to know the difference between what’s real and what’s not.

between what matters and what doesn’t.

between maturity and immaturity.

between want and need.

between effort and the lack of it.

Summer is fleeting, three months left to fill. Juxtaposed, that sounded pretty oxymoronic. Will be completing work attachment in a day’s time. Onward to the second half of the year, I maintain that the second half is always the better of the two. Welcoming the month of July with outstretched arms, caramel popcorn, happy hearts, and singing blue birds. ra da dum dum dumm

In transmogrification,

quin.

You are my Manhattan from the sky
You look so neat and tidy when I’m way up high
But I know your streets are lined with a fine mess inside
I wanna come down and walk around your mind

~Manhattan from the Sky, Kate Voegele

<3

the first time.

that wasn’t too bad at all (: