Taken during cherry blossom season this year, Spring 2021 I disappeared because of several things. 1). I received some creepy messages from someone. At first I thought they were genuinely appreciating my ramblings and I entertained them but when I realised they had some other ideas, I felt it was too late and I would…
This is the part 3 and the final installation of my eventful visit to the police station. You can read the proper posts on my site (somewhere). Me: [proceeding to use my phone] P1: Please do not turn on your phone. Me: I don't remember the time - if you want to know the exact…
I think all my close friends know three things about me - one, I can digress. Case in point, one time I was talking to my boss during a faculty meeting and I don't exactly remember how but I managed to bring in eating little chocolate pillows for breakfast which put the conversation to a…
As if this whole year so far hasn't been a fucking horror show, a giant typhoon decided to make an appearance in it. If this was a novel or something, this is about the time the readers would begin to question if they should continue reading the said book. On Friday the 4th, while D…
This week was very happening. It's just how life is I guess - I was feeling rather down and unaccomplished as I do every month without fail, and then the universe is like, no way mate, we're going to throw random issues at you and light a fire under your bum. It's a new week…
Last week our university had a presentation competition and I was asked to be one of the judges and so I went with a tumbler full of coffee to keep myself alert. I think I overdid it with the coffee because about 15 minutes before the competitions got under way, I was jumping up and…
Last week I had a sausage in the pipe situation and had to tell E in the office to please call the landlord to send a plumber. This week he came, he saw, and he conquered. The Japanese plumber is not the same as what Hollywood has so influenced me to expect. He came with…
A recap of my week - let's start with the bra because one cannot not talk about bras as a woman. Last week we had a typhoon and it rained buckets and the wind knocked down big bikes. As I sat in my little room feeling the wind on my glass doors, I realised that…
It's midday madness time in the office. Oil forming on the brows, fingers banging on keyboards with fury, and minds falling apart and someone singing the milkshake song out loud, someone grinding his or her teeth, someone with headphones plugged in in a desperate attempt to escape the madness. Our office reminds me of the…
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