Daily Prompt: Great Nights, Less Often.

I’ve never thought she’d become like this.

Frax and I have always been spending nights together after dinner, and we would always have a good time.

I felt her squirm, felt every contour of her body as she rests herself on top of me.

But of course, good things come to an end; she has to leave me when she wakes up.

I don’t like it when that happens, and not to brag about it but she doesn’t, either.

But she has to–she’s a busy girl, trying to finish her studies for a good job in the future.

It never worried me if ever she’d come back or not, because I’m sure she would. She always does.

…Until that night came.

She came to me after dinner, looking all stressed with school.

I was ready to accept her on me but she said she had to work.

“No sleeping tonight.”

I was willing to wait–and I did. All night.

Morning came, and I listened intently as her voice cut through the silence of the house and heard her say, “I love sleeping on the couch.”

Now they found her less frequently with me and my comfort.

But that’s okay, I guess.

After all, once she moves out of the house, she’ll buy a new bed–unless her parents still find me perfect for her.

Daily Prompt: The Cat Says Meow


Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside.

I don’t know which photo to choose among these three haha.


 This photo, that I admit is blurry, is like taking a peek into a fairy-like world, where mushrooms can be used as umbrellas, or tables, or jumping pods. But I guess the blur of the photo can have its significance–it’s vague, it can’t happen; it’s imaginary. I took it a year ago, when I was still in 4th year high school. Supposedly for an Environmental Science project photo competition, but again, the quality. /sighs.


This was  taken last term for an Introduction To Psychology homework about Monocular cues, from an old condominium, still standing beside our university. No one could see this open square unless they pass the bridge-way between a building from inside to another outside the campus. I was about to take a picture of that square before, but then there were people… So I went back on another day haha.


Taken by yours truly during our LASARE1 (which is basically like a recollection), this photo reflects what’s hidden deep inside past our stressed college faces (well, okay, it was only reflected by most of my blockmates that are unaware that I am taking a photo of them who heartily laughed at one of their jokes).  We’re happy with each other’s company. I’m pretty sure it’s one of the things we use to keep us moving; the fact that we’d see each other everyday, and that we all endure the hardships of being Economics students together, as an irregular or not.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside.

Thoughts in Free Verse: False Reciprocation.

I’ve known myself for having distaste for them.
Yet here I am, being hypocritical again.
Because I lied about what I feel;
I lied out of pressure.
I told you I liked you back,
And I did but not for long.
I find it hard to tell you the truth
Because you seem to have fallen deeply
Into your feelings
That cannot be returned
The way you want it to be.