Proud

In response of this prompt.

‘Aren’t you proud of what you’ve done?’

I looked down to the iced Americano on the table, not being able to answer. From my point of view nothing seemed to go well by that time. Chaos, mess, and disorder – much like the traffic outside the coffeeshop we were in – he had done an excellent job pointing them out in every single thing I have conducted so far. No reason to say yes here.

He waited.
I swallowed.

An honest reply almost rolled out of my tongue when he continued. ‘For me, I’m proud of you.’

I looked up instantly.
‘Really,’ he quickly added.

…well that’s a first.


True story.

A rather surprising moment if I thought about it, but it wasn’t really something you hear often from anyone (excluding family members who will probably say that even when you pour H2SO4 over their flowerbed in the name of science).

Have you had it?
The time when someone set aside your flaws for a second, recap all the efforts and changes you have made throughout the times, and take a moment to say it out loud?

For me, luckily enough, I have.
He was my mentor, so I’ve been telling myself it’s probably just for the sake of keeping me from quitting.

Never had the guts to ask whether he meant what he said.
Nope. Not ready for it.
Later, maybe, if I reached a day when I don’t have to see him regularly anymore. Or if I got drunk enough. But not now. Definitely not now.

For now, I’m just going to bask in this assumption and do what I can do with what I have.

PS. if you had said that to someone else before, bless you
PPS. if by any chance you’re my mentor who stumbled upon this page and somehow found out this is me, let’s pretend this post doesn’t exist

Twisted: 30-day Challenge

Hi.

I’m on holiday and in the mood of doing something that doesn’t require much thinking, but more of typing in what pops up instead. So here’s my highschool senior’s blog and her 30-day challenge, and here’s me trying to finish it within a day just because I want to.

Nothing important, but at least my fingers are dancing on the keyboard cheerily.
Heeeere we go.

30-day-blog-challenge

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Daily Prompt: Bone of Contention

Prompt from here.
A short fic.

The lie rolled out of his tongue smoother than he expected.
He smiled, slowly releasing her hands;
His eyes didn’t leave the little diamond perching on her finger.

He was never a good liar before.
But things happened.
She happened.
And by then, he just wanted her so bad.

Even without seeing, he knew she was disbelieved.
From her silence, he knew she was torn.
From her trembling fingers, he knew that she was expecting something else.
She was expecting him to hold her, telling her that she made the wrong decision.
She was expecting him to  say anything but that.

He looked up –
Only to see her looking down, her tears dropping to the floor.

But he was a good liar now.
Things happened.
She happened.
And by now, he just wanted her to be happy.

So when she asked,
‘Do you still love me?’
He merely said,
‘I’m happy for you.’

That was how far she had changed him.

Daily Prompt: Seconds!

Prompt from here.

Beer can chicken ©mk17design

Beer can chicken ©mk17design

The menu was Alcoholics Bar & Grill‘s specialty: “Beer Can Chicken”.

I mean.

It’s marinated chicken and beer and fries and green pea polenta and salad and rich sauce and everything heavenly.

Just when you think it can’t get better, my sister ordered Tequila shots.

My life is beautiful.

Daily Prompt: A Plot of Earth

Prompt from here.

Snappy site analysis:

  • Location: Jakarta
  • Temperature: sizzling
  • Air: pollution, smog
  • Population: mad
  • Stress level: high
  • Traffic: THIS IS SPARTA
  • Life motto: sh*t happens

People need a place to escape the daily grind.

  • Fresh air, lower temperature = more shades, more greenery
  • Calming silence
  • A place to vent without being judged
  • Vehicle-free environment

Thus…

Silencio ©mk17design

Silencio ©mk17design

Daily Prompt: Undo

Prompt from here.

Talking about un-inventing things, I would probably think of one thing.
Which is not really a thing and this might sound like a sensitive issue so I’m just gonna put this one under a “read more” post.

And the thing I’d like to un-invent is…

*drumrolls*

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Daily Prompt: Nightmares

Prompt from here.

Black. Black. Black.
Run. Run. Run.

Black. Black. Red.
Run. Run. Drop.

Black. Red. Red.
Run. Drop. Crawl.

Red. Red. Red.
Drop. Crawl. Bleed.

Red. Red. White.
Crawl. Bleed. Cry.

Red. White. White.
Bleed. Cry. Light.

White. White. White.
Cry. Light. Silence.