Sunday, August 18, 2019

Side by Side, Hand in Hand


Both sitting on the white beach sand.
Side by side.

He leaned back with his legs straight.
She hugged her legs with her toes were half-buried in the sand.
Their eyes went far to the horizon, to the red-quarter-set sun.
None said a word, just the companion was enough.

The wave surfed in uninterrupted, making the pounding sound on its way.
The sound was tranquil and therapeutic.
It reached its highest point then washed back, drawing tidemark and leaving stepprints unscathed.
The light from the twilight sky appeared diffused.

He and she had sit shoulder to shoulder without them realizing it.
The brief touch of their shoulders spoke their mind.
The twilight breeze blew gently.
The twilight sky seemed to embrace them.

She tucked her loose hair behind her right ear.
He always liked that sight. A lot.
He closed his eyes to cherish that very moment.
She adored that gorgeous smile of him. So much.

Twilight slowly came to dusk.
He stood up, dusted the sand off his jeans, and reached out for her.
She took his hands, stood up, and let him dusted off the sand for her.
He kissed her light on the forehead, then tenderly looked right into her eyes.

Both walking on the white beach sand.
Hand in hand.

Thursday, July 4, 2019

I Was - I Am


I was shaky some time before.
I was at the tip of giving it up.
I made myself wonder about me.
I made sure that I wonder too much.
I need to stop looking here and there.
I need to stop wondering.
I just need to look on this one.
I just need to enrich myself.

I’m doing good.
I’m trying to refresh my encouragement.


Saturday, April 27, 2019

This 20-something


20 was when I see the light
21 was when I looked forward to finding a fresh start
22 was when I landed on the brand new path
23 was when I felt like struggling to regain my composure
24 is when I might either heading expectantly to that particular direction or staggering at another bewildering intersection


20 was when it smells like freedom
21 was when it felt like expecting absolute contentment
22 was when it turned out  like there’d be hope somewhere there
23 was when it needed enormous contemplation to take steps
24 is when it is yet uncharted


Yet

Friday, January 4, 2019

My World without My Spectacles

I started wearing specs in 2004, didn’t I? When I was a 4th grader.

My parents finally brought me to have my vision checked after long observation. Since I was in 3rd grade,  I frequently missed some notes from the blackboard at school. I thought it was normal to not able to see what was written on the blackboard from where I sat. When I found out that my friend who sat at the back row could read the teachers’ writing on the board, I thought that they might have really good vision. I wasn’t even thinking that something was wrong with me (I was being that severely clueless).

Then, when I was in 4th grade, I realised that something must be wrong with my vision (like, finally XD). I told my mom that I couldn’t see something in distance, and she scolded me for reading books in dim lighting. She told me to do this and that, how to read books without straining my eyes, and blablabla, and she actually forbid me to read after the sun set for some times.

It was getting worse. My parents limit my TV and book time; I have to sit at certain distance while watching TV, it was annoying! I couldn’t even tell who was talking, who was fighting with who, who was the most handsome actor, etc. Gradually, I teared up whenever I watch TV. Sitting at distance made me need to strain my eyes even more. At last my parents decided to have my vision checked (like, another finally!)

The test concluded that I was nearsighted, with -1.75 diopter. Well, I needed specs to correct my vision. At first it was kinda inconvenient to have something extra to take care of. My parents bought me the leash in order to make sure I wouldn’t drop my specs or randomly leave them somewhere. I totally looked like a nerd; with the round frame and the leash; but in the other hand, I really needed them. The spectacles have turned my world brighter ( d^o^b) shoot!

I got new pair of specs in 2008, still with the -1.75  diopter lenses. In 2010, I tried getting myself used to wear glasses only when I read. In the first week of my trial, I caused a scene on my way to tuition center. Hahahhhh.. I put my specs on my upper uniform pocket. I didn’t see a set of con blocks was coming out of its place. I stumbled, and lost my balance. My specs fell out from my pocket. They hit right to the ground and broke. One of the classes was detached from the frame and the other one was cracked.After that, I decided to always have my spectacles properly wore on their place.
Till date, I am still nearsighted with -4.25 diopter.

And this morning, I caused another scene for myself -__-

It has been my habit to consume broccoli, either boiled (have it as side dish) or juiced (blend it with apple). I have it four to five time a week. I will say, it tastes okay with apple. I usually boil the broccoli first before smoothing it with food blender. So, last night I prepared the broccoli to be blend it this morning. I cleaned it, soaked it in clean water, and keep it back to the fridge. When I woke up this morning, not wearing my glasses, I took the broccoli out from the fridge to let the temperature settle first. Oh ya, today, I was planning to have the broccoli only as I ran out of apple stock. I took shower, got dressed and etc, and! I left my glasses at the dressing table (I thought there was nothing important to be observed and I knew every bit of my room). Then I took out the blender, and started juicing the broccoli. I finished everything in minutes and started drinking it.

YUCKK! It tasted extremely awful. What the h*ll is this?? I thought. I tried adding sugar, and the taste was still intolerable. I was thinking of going to buy some apple, but I ran out of time, I need to go to work in around ten minutes. So I decided to finish it all, and bear the taste. Every gulp was a nightmare. AARRRRGGHHHHHHH!!! And suddenly, out of nowhere, I remembered something: I haven’t boiled the broccoli! Not last night, and not this morning, and and . . . I have it blended raw! That’s why it tastes that way! I totally forgot that I haven’t boil it, and . . . I didn’t have my spectacles on to make me able to tell from the colour and the texture that THE BROCCOLI WAS RAW !

Alamak x_x

If only, if onlyyyy I wore my glasses, it wouldn’t happen . . .

 Hmmm..how does my world look like without my specs?
One absolute description: IT IS ALL BLURRY.
I hardly see your eyes, nose, lips in the distance of farther than 3 meters. I can’t even tell who you are if I don’t hear your voice.
Incase you are curious of what low-visioned people see, I tried to google the vision simulation, it shows this way: * D = Diopter

If I set Calibri in 11 font size and 100% view in microsoft word, I can only have a clear view (without any blur) at the distance of + - 27cm.
Every time I have my vision test and the result shows that it’s getting severe, my heart skips a bit and I yelped for a while, promising myself to take good care of my eyes; which determination only last for half to one day >v<