Moody Bag Inspection

The return to camp for Aqis bag inspection, marked the day I became severely moody. People have been taking me and my ego for granted. They believe that their rude remarks and insults have no effect on how I feel. I should be damned to even care for the people who do not give me the courtesy of respect. I am beyond tired of returning to the asylum in my mind that houses emptiness and great melancholy; the place I called home when I was 14 and there I remained within the shadows for four long years. I learnt to let people in far enough to create shallow bonds. Should they ever leave or turn against me, I needn’t feel pain. Why take a chance on humanity when the only thing you receive in return is hurt…Sponsor ZUJI SG - MLOB Cannonball 300x250

The Meaning Of Patong

On my numerous trips overseas, I have always felt terrible to return to Singapore (the place I ought to call home). I am suffering from traveler blues. When you meet someone special at an unfamiliar and frightening setting, the place transforms and becomes less threatening. Emotional connection and gestures make words unnecessary. I miss Patong and the meaning it holds to me. I miss what I have left there. Maybe I am just being me, and am thinking excessively about what happened. It has only been 4 nights there (including the extra night from missing the flight). I don’t know. I am a fool. Tirak tohar phom dai mai? Phom kid tung khun.

Gate Closed: One More Night In Patong

“I think we are going to miss our flight back to Singapore.” said I to Mandy, though still holding on to hope that somehow the heavy traffic and bad weather would ease. Fifty minutes later, we were still nowhere near Phuket International Airport and the airplane was scheduled to depart in 45 minutes. We reached the airport too late and missed our flight back to Singapore. “Logen, I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.” Mandy remarked at our situation in disbelief. I responded by laughing, “No point crying, just laugh and think about our next course of action.” After numerous failed attempts to book new flights with our mobile internet, Mandy’s parents managed to book us a morning flight back. We left our bulky baggage...

Broken Dreams And Expectations

Deep within my soul is this immense sadness. A sadness that which I cannot shake off. It seems I shall always carry this melancholy due to circumstance. We all carry the burden and struggle of circumstance. But I… I cannot withstand this propensity to be whoever I am. Why should I pretend to be pleasant when deeply insulted? Why do I not break rapport immediately and fuck the people whom which I call ‘friends’. Somewhere down the line, one ought ask himself how to break circumstances. For me, there seems to be no ‘how’, but an endless list of wherefores. I don’t deserve such a life nor do I desire the expectations expected of me. The world I believed of during childhood, and perhaps even adolescence, is a lie. Happiness and...

I’m Not Good Enough

It hurts that you pay lesser attention to me. I feel pathetic. I guess, to you, we aren’t even friends. Perhaps it is due to your polite nature that you even mention me. I wish, somehow, we never had met. You were always an angel to me. Not knowing you would no doubt be a huge loss on my part, but the pain and paranoia of being lonesome is too much to bear. Maybe you knew. And so you lied to uphold the illusion I always knew to be an illusion. I dread the day I’ll see you. Yet, I dread the day I won’t see you again.

Mother Maiden And Faster

Within Temptation is awesome. Playing on the dark myths and legends to create a gothic short film. Enough said. Watch it if you haven’t already. Logen L.  

Untitled Obsession

I miss you so much but you will not know it. I care too much about your life and your privacy. And therein lies the reason for behaving as uninterested as I have been. Truth be told, I want to know more about your life, your likes, your wants, your dislikes and your fears. Yet, I have not asked. I am taking this too seriously, am I not? I am a freak… A sad freak… Logen L.

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