B-Day

I can't remember the last time I had a birthday without crying. My dad, he's still as blind a ever. Quantity is never going to replace quality. Wish that some people in my life could see that they are making people suffer over their little delusion. I'm starting to grow white hair damn it. I haven't had these since primary school. I'm not looking for trouble, trouble came for me. I just want to run with my family, my friend, myself and maybe even with her. Just keep on running, towards that sky which we can't reach. Just keep running, and oneday, I know, we'll grasp it.

You know, the thing about my room is, it reflects me so well. It's messy, yet I find peace. Like the compicated life I live and how I find those small moments of joy every now and then. And outside my window is a 8 story condominium. And I live on the second floor. That means, I barely get sun and I could never see anything other than the walls. But you know what's amazing? When it rains and the sun is still in the air, if at the correct moment, a small rainbow forms right outside my window. And at night, if the moon is postioned right, it feels as if you could almost grasp it with your bare hands. The small gaps of joys in my life, reflected in these things. In my story, my past, my friends, my room, my family, my smile, my words, my voice and my personality.

A teacher of mine once said, "Stop running away from things, face it like a man!". I didn't know what to say back then but now I do.

"You're wrong, if I stop running, I'll never catch it." -Ng Jun Xiang