— temporary bliss's Dear Diary

Would I be happier if I were alone? Sequestered from the world, society, and what goes on? With no one to compare my life to, envy won't follow. Cos knowing what they have, points out what I don't. In my hasty mind, I accuse knowledge the culprit

Fastcraft sucks. And I was assigned to the tourist section so it was enclosed with air-conditioning. Can't feel the breeze on my face. Can't breathe the fresh ocean air. I was pretty lucky to be by the window seat but the pleasure it gave me was inco

My body has betrayed me... The day after I posted the previous entry, I saw a reddish discharge on my underwear. Now, two days later, my period has officially come. This ruins my plan of having slightly bigger boobs by Sunday... This is totally unpre

I love the bikini set and summer dresses I bought. They're so cute! I can't wait for our class reunion. I wish I'll have my monthly premenstrual syndrome that day so that my small breasts would swell and become a little bigger.

Our class reunion is fast approaching. Originally, I was skeptical about attending given that I wasn't an alumna of that school. However, Blaire, my childhood best friend, insisted I come, telling me I had left a mark in that school and that everyone

I was right. I started journaling “Reflections at Sea” on the 29th of March and only managed to finish it two months later, on the 24th of May. I hate how I can't finish an entry in one go anymore. And there are so many things I want to talk about. L

When one is at sea soaking in the splendour of nature's beauty, one feels reflective. Either of the past, present, or future; the sorrows of life, joys, or afflictions; or simply the mere chimeras of one’s own daydream. The land upon which the skyscr

It's 9:04am. I sit alone at the boarding gate, waiting for the shuttle to come pick the passengers up to take us to the ferry. The departure time is at 11. I'm not normally very punctual but venturing solo on a ship for the first time coupled with my

They say letting go is tough..But holding on hurts just as much ..

Over three months have passed since my last lengthy entry bypassing New Year and Valentine's Day. On a cold afternoon of March, I sat before a vast expanse of rice field, so green and picturesque, its fresh air sought by urbanites who wish respite fr

May your signature grace parchment with a resolute stroke, leaving no crevice for remorse to haunt.

It's funny that I dreamt what I dreamt in the previous entry. When Chace and I had a moment... "A melancholic feeling suddenly crept inside me as I watched him there, seized by the memory of the deep affection I once harboured for the man a l

Yesterday, I brought a pillow with me to the beach. For some reason, I thought it a good idea to carry it into the sea while I dipped myself underwater, soaking not only myself but the pillow I had wrapped in my arms.  I must also mention that before

"You're so tiny." I chuckled guiltily. "I really am." "Aren't you afraid I'm gonna break you?" A laugh escaped my lips, amused at his concern. "That can actually happen if you forget I'm fragile."

I'm watching "Avatar: The Last Airbender" again, and my longing for a flying bison resurfaced even stronger than the last time I wanted one. Their fluffy and cozy appearance makes them the ultimate mode of transportation, and the thought of snuggling