Lone star

I've got sooo much to tell you.


When a bachelor finds himself a wife, and it's through an online dating app and a different country,
Relatives swarm over with unanswered questions, a load of curiosity, and a whole sackful of worry.
Afterall, he is the youngest sibling that they'll always feel somewhat protective over, over forty or not.
Part of me feels like it'll always be this way;
They will have tiffs, and a few of them wouldn't be good people, but my dad in particular will always have a crease in his brow and a few frizzed up curls in his head when it comes to his brother.
He's a clumsy man, bad at expression and with a bad temper, but he's good at his core- loving, kind, and compassionate.
(And, ha. Am I the only one who enjoys dad jokes? I just wish he wouldn't repeat them so; we gotta have a little variety for the table there.)

Either way, Chinese New year will be pretty special this year, what with everyone helping out since granny has only just been discharged, and a new addition to the family.
I've seen her, and, well,
Her eyes sparkle with intelligence, a high EQ, a quick mind and a somewhat complicated past. Her voice however, is mild and sweet, gentle like waves in the ocean. What an interesting combination, wouldn't you agree?:)
But only time will prove whether or not she's truly good for my kind and simple uncle.

The family is gossipy this way, and here my elder brother loves to stroke his imaginary beard and pretend like he's got thaaaat much skill in reading people by contributing whatever cynical comment he can to the conversation.
(Pft, I'm sure I'm not just as arrogant and young as he is.)

Anyways all that guy does is flex in the mirror, so that's that.
We've no interest in that guy, have we?


Mooving on.

Aside from that, I've been going shopping.
As a treat for all the chem, math, lit research and rereading of texts, consultations and messaging my math lecturer,
I figured I deserved to get some things for myself.
I'd ended up with crop tops, rings, a button down skirt, and anklets.
All of it was off clearance,
And damn, it feels good to switch up your style without spending a fortune.

What's this, a new-year-new-me makeover?
I have no idea why, but this year I'm a lot more comfortable with wearing trendy (and yes, boring) clothes, and showing more skin.
All those stuffs that I got I'd never have tried in the past, but recently it occurred to me that if I wanted something, I should go for it and not be afraid of whether it 'suits me' or not.
I'm young, so if not now, then when, right?  I wouldn't ever want to regret not having dressed up while I could.
I wanted to look different, I wanted to dress really well,
Be daring and non-hesitant when it comes to that,
And I wanted to feel good in whatever I chose to put on.


And do you know something?


I've just been loving this change.


Apart from that, the seating arrangements in lit were changed, and two out of the three new humans are the type to debate with you over whether or not the curtains are blue because it symbolizes depression, or if it's simply blue for the sake of being blue.

It's hilarious,
They have the passion, the skill, and the attitude, and that's precisely why I have already collaborated with one of them for one of our texts.
Outside of that, I'm working with another classmate for another text,

And it is my plan to discuss and work with as many people as required to do the best I can at this subject.

Perhaps it's because of that, or the constant sleepless nights from a certain anxiety,
But I ended up seeing a doctor anyway after that cranky post from last week,
And rested at home for two days,
Lethargic, with a burning forehead and a wet nose.
I had to make up for it right after, but that was to be expected and I've still got a couple more things to be catching up on, so that's that.

I've also finally begun the long-awaited volunteering at a library, whereby I do storytelling for kids.

That's for another day I suppose,
Since now I've gotta go for my lecture.

Has it only been three weeks of school?
I assure you,
it sure doesn't feel anything like it.

If there were complaints to be made,
it would be that I am exhausted,

And my mind's filled with the sessions at cca whereby I helped out with the trials,
And the experience I got from interacting with those kids at the library,
And the happiness from finally finding someone to discuss lit with,
And math equations, quotes, storylines, and chemistry equations,
And that one little star I saw at night
That twinkled with all its might.
And it'd shone so bright,
That looking at it my backpack really did feel a little lighter.


Regardless, 
I've been having a lot of fun.

And I'm loving this,
I'm loving this hectic and purposeful life.