How thou hast deceiveth me with sunbeam
Smiles and a golden moment of youth
When thou shalt in turn strip bare of this dream
This whimsical facade masking a truth
So grey in grace as in crippling tears
Of thunder queens by kings’ charcoal clouds choked
Thy blustering temper invokes a fear
Whence darker days soon will smother with smoked
Quilts frenzied urbanscapes of trembling souls
None sweeter than mulch does your name to my
Taste buds delight, whilst pond’ring upon foul
Omens summoned to cast the world awry
O when will spring bound rejuvenation
Reap its distant blessing of salvation


Writing101 Day#2: A Room With A View




I step out of the plane and take in the gleaming whiteness of my surroundings. We have landed magnetically inside a glowing red ring atop a skyscraper, where the air is pure and refreshing. I’d imagined Antarctica, of all places, to greet me with a frosty rush of wind or a blinding glare from the sun reflected on a snowy landscape. But apparently, Ross City is not that place. Instead, I stand amid an urban jungle of glossy structures that stretch into the clouds, all interconnected by wide bridges that overlook the metropolitan buzz some 300 storeys below. Peering over the edge of the platform, I realise how nauseatingly high we are, and take a step backwards to steady myself. However, looking upwards is just as dizzying, as the city seems to be vertically infinite.

Before I can get lost in my thoughts of wonder, a pair of glasses is pressed into my palm, and I am told to wear them for the duration of the visit. They are slim and the frames are made from a lightweight metal; when I place them on my face, they feel almost invisible. I open my eyes to find a brighter, more vivid cityscape around me – but that is not the only difference. Every person in my periphery has their name and a numerical status floating above their head, like a simulation in a video game. I imagine what the numbers could represent and why they are needed here. Anden walks over and flashes me one of his effortless smiles, whilst asking me to rejoin the group: his number increases from zero to one. A smile = a point? Fascinating.

Lady Medina leads us along an extravagant ivory bridge, into the Level Infinity Hotel. With each step I take, rainbow-infused swirls formulate on the plush carpet under my feet. The hotel’s foyer is lined with projections of live footage from various parts of Ross City. One screen, showing young boys racing through a street on hoverboards, catches my attention. This right here is the future. No wonder the Republic needs their help.


Writing101 Day#3: Commit To A Writing Practice

I’ve just been scrolling through my iTunes library, trying to find the songs that would make up the soundtrack of my life. For today’s task, I found it hard to pick just 3 songs to celebrate, because music is such a big part of my life, and I don’t think I’d be able to function without my daily dose of funky tracks. Choice of music is so personal, and in a way, I feel that the songs you like map out some kind of imaginary constellation which defines you – your personality and your journey through life. Yes, I may be more into The Summer Set than the Sugababes now, but that girl group is a slice of my childhood pie, and I wouldn’t be me without that music in my memory.

1) Weightless by All Time Low

This song is all about wanting to break free and do your own thing in life. When you’re stuck somewhere and you want to let go so that you can get started on something else, it’s really frustrating. Sometimes, I get so claustrophobic and impatient because I’m itching to begin a creative project, or it’s sunny and I’m indoors… I can really relate to this song, and I think the lyrics suit my life so well right now. Being a teenager is hard because you’ve escaped childhood and are on the brink of adulthood – and you feel like you have so much to offer the world, but you’re just not good enough yet, or you can’t focus on what you personally want due to demands like school and exams. You go through the good times and the bad times, but it will get better, and that’s what keeps you going. I just want to be weightless, and that should be enough.

2) Express Yourself by Labrinth

A lot of the time, I feel like an outcast. I think that I’m weird and awkward and just not normal. But this song helps me remember that there is no such thing as ‘normal’, and that everyone is different. You just have to follow your heart and do what makes you happy, and that is what life should be all about, rather than worrying about fitting in or avoiding stereotypes. This song makes me really happy (more happy than Happy) because I can relate to all of the strange ‘isms‘ and personality quirks mentioned, and I know that I’m not alone.

3) Upside Down by Paloma Faith

The title of this song is enough to explain me in 2 words! I live a busy, crazy life, and it’s all going so fast that I feel like I’m constantly living upside down! For a start, my desk is a tip and I can’t find anything on it; I make so many plans and I get stressed out when I’m out of time by even a minute; I don’t get enough sleep so I’m constantly tired and confused; and I prefer to daydream than to keep my head in the real world. I’m just a happy, messy wreck living in a fantasy.


Writing101 Day #4: The Serial Killer

I am like a tree.

Spring: my moss-stained branches sprouted emerald leaves and fresh, fluttering petals.

Summer: my sweet aroma drifts into the atomosphere and I sway blissfully in the sunlight.

Autumn: my golden-baked foliage will shrivel up and whip away in crispy furls.

Winter: my naked body will wither and tremble as gnarly twigs snap off and leave me to decay.

My childhood has been snagged  in the stealthy switch of a season.

So now I sit Summer, then Autumn, then



Writing101 Day #1: Unlock The Mind

So I now have the task of writing continuously for 20 minutes without stopping, and I think that’s going to be a hard task, considering my fingers type faster than I can think. But I have to keep going, no matter what comes out onto this page. And I really don’t want to make spelling mistakes either, because going back on myself will slow me down, even though this isn’t against the clock or anything. I just have to type, type, type, tap, tap… this is an obvious filler. Anyway, how are you? Who am I talking to? I don’t know. Am I talking to myself? I don’t know. Will anyone see this? Probably not. So I’m talking to myself anyway. Well in that case, I’m not doing too badly, thank you for asking. I had 3 exams today. It was quite tiring. The thing about exam periods is that you forget what actual school is like. You think, “Urghh, I hate exams. They’re so hard!” But when you go back to normal lessons, you realise that staying awake for however many hours school lasts, is just as hard, if not harder. Sorry, distraction. Just heard a pigeon cooing ambiguously outside my window. I’ve been using the word ambiguous a lot recently. I don’t like it now that I know how commonly it’s used. Back to the pigeon… I don’t usually notice them – they just exist. They coexist in our ecosystem when we really don’t want them. But there’s no competition between us (apart from our mutual interest in eating bread) so we have to let them be. Sighhhh. So the other day, mum was testing me on some jazzy Spanish vocab that I wanted to learn before my Spanish exams today. We were just sitting on the bed casually. I was staring out the window. There’s a fat tree outside my window, and I just so happened to notice, in that particular moment, 2 pigeons on a branch, hidden by some other branches. One of them was pecking at the other’s face. It could have been eating out of its mouth, or fighting. It looked like they were fighting because it was pretty vicious, if you ask me. Mum said they were probably mating. I was like, “Yeah, as if. Look how violent they’re being.” And I was secretly thinking, “That’s not what I’d call flirting. Are you serious?” Not that I could do any better. But come on – if you want someone’s attention, don’t go round biting their face off! Mind you, that would get their attention… Anyway, all of a sudden, the nasty-ass pigeon who started the fighting jumped on top of the other one. Like, it properly jumped. Who knew pigeons could jump?! I certainly didn’t. That plump monster of a pigeon just JUMPED onto the other one. That was when I realised mum was right. I mean, she knows more about breeding than I do (due to personal experience, though hopefully not with birds…) but I just… I couldn’t even. Privacy. Seriously, birds. I can seee yoouuuu! That was the moment I got it. Woah. Pigeons are mating outside my window. *Shivers*. So now that I can hear a pigeon outside my window, all I can think about is that scenario. I could go on with graphic details, but for the birds’ sakes, I’ll pretend there were more branches blocking my view. Back to the exams (back to the place where we began, feeling as good as lovers can, you knoooowww – are those the right lyrics?) – I had one before today, where I left out an entire question due to a supermassive mind blank; that was psychology. And today, I had 3 hours of Spanish followed by another 1.5 hours of maths. Should maths, as in the subject, have capital letters? I mean, one capital. Haha, imagine seeing MATHS in caps-lock everywhere you go. How intimidating would that be? Okay, that’s a rhetorical question. Pretty darn intimidating. When did I start using the word darn? Just now, apparently. Also, I just typed “whence”, but then realised I didn’t know exactly how to use it in a sentence. I could question it now, but nobody is going to reply. And I don’t think I want to learn how to use it now. Too much time spent thinking about it. My Spanish exams were fine. Everyone was like, “OMG, we had sooo much extra tiiiime. They sooo should have made it shorterrrrr. I was done after, like, thiiiirtyy miiinuuutesszzzsz.” That’s my dumb American accent phoneticalisms, with extra dumbness and a hint of a lisp at the end. It makes sense if I say it out loud. I think. But, anyway, I thought the time for the exams was good. Sufficient, to be more precise. I didn’t have to rush through my 5 comprehensions. Plus, I got time to writegu9beopv `co-vuh0u\-dw0h OMG 7 seconds left!!!!!! Bye.