Excuses. Excuses. Dreams & Muses.

Oct 24 Prompt:  Trademark

“Clarity is the trademark of successful people.”

I’ve been struggling to write an article on Dubai Night Life for two days now. My “famous” photographer friend has given me a list to blog about and I took it as a challenge since it’s been ages since I’ve written something for someone. I realized how much of a loser I am when it comes to paid articles that don’t seem to interest me. (She’s not paying me by the way. I offered free.) But I’m still not enthusiastic about it. I guess I have to keep writing as a hobby or an outlet, something to snack on for my own craving and to keep in the drawer for rainy days.

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Did You Miss Me?

I haven’t touched my keyboard for pleasure.

Oh – that sounds so R -18.

I haven’t written anything for the past few months – is what I meant. Sorry I can’t make any metaphoric introduction. I just really want to get back to blogging. My insecurities have grown big since I last posted. I fed it with so much adoration to people who can really write.

Over this course of time when I was so busy trying to untangle my messy life and put all the chaos back to order, I learned how limited my writing skills are. And that made me step back a little.

But then again, you know. I miss me writing. And so fuck perfection. Here I go, bear hugging myself back to blogging.

When Happy People Leaves

When Happy People Leaves – it makes you sad.

I feel so bummed today that Olive has to leave.

She’s our CFO and for some personal reason, she decided to quit the job after three amazing months here at work. She’s the kind of CFO who doesn’t make you feel like she’s CFO but still manages to protect her boundaries and maintain the respect necessary for her position. She was humble and soft-spoken and funny and genuine. She brightens up the room. Well – I think most people in the company does. We try as much as we can to maintain that vibe. It’s like an office policy to be happy. Which is why I CAN’T BE ALL GLOOMY. I always had to push all my baggage inside my handbag and carry it with poise.

She gave me a hug before leaving and told me that I was the nicest secretary she’s ever met. I told her I would have to tell her the same thing – that she’s the nicest CFO I have ever met. But that would be so unoriginal.

So I just wave her goodbye.

Have You Ever Asked Me?

You gave me sunlight. I needed rain.

You gave me peonies. I needed trees.

You gave the moon. I needed stars.

You gave me fire. I needed air.

You gave me you. I needed me.

Stay With Me

You’ve no idea how many times Sam and I have attempted to break up. It felt like half of those two years spent together were all about that. We would sit on our bedroom once we have composed from anger and we would talk about how we would divide the money in our savings account and how we would organize the kitchenware in separate boxes and then we would contemplate on who gets to keep the cozy blanket.

Funny but true. It ain’t easy.

Much like closing this blog.

You have invested so much and that includes the future- which ironically has not taken place yet.

But then again, every time you want to give up, you think:

There is something still workable here.



Half-Goodbye, Half-Hello…

I have this Love-Hate Relationship with this blog site (just like my relationship with Sam. We fight. We make up. And then again.) So I’ve been recently trying to make up my mind whether to shut this site completely and replace it with a new one or just keep it as it is while I build the other. I’ve been wanting to post real photos that Sam and I have taken but because I felt like I have revealed so much stuff in this blog, I felt like I’m somehow jeopardizing Sam’s image, exposing him on public.

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