Floatin' through

 I will just cry and continue life as is

Because I've always do it that way

I have a system of "helping" others, in the sense where I am, and will be occupied

This is bad behavior, I guess

Because I'm just running away from my problems

Thou I am the problem itself

So what should I do?

What could I do?

Should I do anything?

I am the box, the lid, the cat, the hand

Yes, I'm never going to find peace as how everyone close around me is

I'm not worthy of peace

I was peaceful only because of the mask I wear

the mask I wear when I'm around people

I am scared now, of the roof falling over me when I'm chilling in my room

Because of the recent winds and thunder and rain, the window closing in by itself when the winds gust

My heart stomps quicker when I feel vibrations in the walls and floor

When it's probably just a cat or a neighbor walking

Thou it's not recent

There are things building up to where I am now, to how I feel now

It's all just me

It's always just me

I'm just like that

as fortunately and unfortunately as it is

I will feel emotions and will talk myself out of it

and it happens again and again

Just as how I would expect I can face greater fears, I react worse as days gone by

Maybe I'm not meant to face these challenges and conquer them

Maybe I'm just meant to break into pieces

And into smaller pieces

And slowly I glue myself back to how it was

But the cracks shall not fade

The cracks will crack and be even more fragile

Is this how it's going to be? And will be?

I don't know

No one knows

2d@y

 I haven't been active. I haven't been active for years. Life is interesting as it is and I've drifted off from this hidden locker. Well one thing was because school life only takes about 4-5 hours of a day, whereas working takes up double that time.

I'm not sure but I've seen articles mentioning of a 4 hour work day. That was quite awhile back, I wonder how many more places have adapted this culture. Will we ever get the chance to try it out?

Then again, I'm not sure what I'll be doing with the extra time. I don't know if I'd blog more. I'm not having a stream of creative.... creative river? waterfall? Hmm... not sure of the particular word I should use. I look back at what I've wrote and of course there were cringe stuff, but I'm also quite proud with whatever is already out there. It's not perfect but it is what I've created. What else to blabber about? Well I miss doing a lot of things outdoors. I go out a lot, at least I used to. The pandemic has left me swinging alone. Only now do I realize, I like people. And online shopping is a terrifying activity.

I'm thinking of building up a routine for myself. Thing is... starting it is tough for someone who's been slacking for who knows how long. Thinking is easy, but doing... should be easy too...? I manage to read a few books this year. Actually it's all from one series. Bridgerton. I watched the Netflix series with Coffee and we ended up binging on the other Bridgerton siblings. Thou, Coffee has already finished reading up till book eight. I dashed through book 2 to 7 and then book 8 only halfway. Then I haven't picked it up since... 2-3 weeks ago? Sorry Gregory.

I've started to watch a lot more shows, since I have a functioning Wi-Fi and laptop. Yes, I've had a long period of time where I did not have Wi-Fi.

And  yes, this is where I end.

Life Of A Saturn's Agent: A New Journey

Being someone to be a bit more than curious, Triel could only read up to half a page of her novel before she turned her attention to the baristas and the various beverages they were making.

One with dark green hair was making Rainbow Cloud. Different from its name, the Cloud was not of rainbow colors but of different shades of pink. The process of making it was quite complex as one has to ensure that the different shades do not intertwine and loose its perfectly alligned pink display.

Another elder barista was making Jelly Beans Don't Jump. Instead, they dance. Music has to be played when this beverage is being made or else they would jump away and you are only left with an empty glass. Triel read about it since it was only created a few months back. Not many people could make it as one has to find good jelly beans, good music, have good timing and skills.

The last barista was making Triel's freeze coffee. It's coffee served in an ice glass which will eventually melt. This is simple to make compare to the other two, thou it is tougher for the person who drinks. Some people couldn't finish the coffee before the ice melts and it would start dripping.

For Triel thou, she believes that the beverage was made perfectly. You see, being from Pluto, she naturally has a much lower body temperature as compared to the beings on Earth or Saturn.

While enticed by the scene in front of her, her phone had rang vigorously.

"Triel?" It was Taylb and he sounded like he was rushing.

"Yes. Speaking." Triel pursed her lips, wondering why would he call.

"There's a new department, the planning department. Would you be interested in a junior position?" Taylb seems to be gasping for breath, pausing the conversation.

"But I just left..." Triel trailed.

"Well, you haven't, at least officially. Your documents are all still in my hands. So, back to the topic. Interested?"

"Alright. But could I take a break, perhaps three days?" Triel still has some things on her mind and she needed time to sort them.

"Yes. The department won't be starting until next week. Considering you might feel bored or go around making troubles... I'd happily approve your break. I'll send you the related documents to what you might be doing under the new department."

After telling Triel a bit more, the call ended as Taylb had to attend a sudden meeting.

Conversation

Dongjoo, what are you up to these days?

Nothing much actually.

I've just finish my things for this month. Got anything I can help?

Yeah... There is. I have a few demos here. Could you help me go through them?

Sure. Whose are these?

Mine. I'm going to use some of them for the movie.

You? You wrote them?

Yeah. I wrote them some time ago. Why? Are they good? I know I'm no song writer...

They're good alright. I'm quite surprised the actor turned director can also make songs.

I did get help of course. Anyway, your comment?

All of them are nice. In fact, do you mind if I ask one from you?

I'm good with that. But why?

This one, the "kings and queens". I have someone in mind when I hear this song. Do you know we're working on a new group? Working name is called JK. This song fits them...

Whoa... You mean you want to use my song for a debuting group? Are you sure it's okay? You're willing to take such a big risk?

This song has good beats and strong lyrics. Just with minor alterations and a little refining, I'm sure it'll work out. Please? I'll make sure to get you the copyrights.

Okay. Good luck then.

Thanks. These songs are all good. Dongjoo, have you ever thought of a singer career?

Me? Nah. I'm no good at singing.

You're natural voice is nice. And didn't you sing for that drama? What's it called... The... The Queen's Revenge!

Haven't you check? That was 8 years ago. I was still a kid.

But you sang and it was good. It's still nice even today. I just listened to it yesterday.

Yongjin, forget about that idea. I have projects already... I just started out directing.

Yeah, I know.

But if you could, I'd still like you to borrow me your voice next time.

Next time then.

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This was from a few years back. I never got to put it in a proper story and here it shall stay. Perhaps, someday,

KL Trip with Coffee 5

Since it's already a year and three months ago, I'm just going to post this draft and not write a proper paragraph. Ten days in KL with Coffee. Below is basically my expenses for the remaining 6 days of the trips.

18 July 8 Chicken rice 9 Bread 20 run fee
19 July 11 Ban mian Hem's relative celebration.
20 July 16.5 Dalkomm 10.4 eggplant minced meat rice 36 Thai dinner 6.6 chocolate dessert crepe
21 July 3 Indian lunch 7.5 chatime 21.8 Kimchiharu
22 July 3.8 Indian lunch 3 ice cream 6.5 noodles 2.1 bao 100 transport
23 July 4.2 Indian lunch 2 toll fee

*sits in the detention corner because I'm a lazy kid.