Work in progress // 36&37&38×52
Birthday surprise // 35×52
I don’t like advertising my birthday, because after the congratulations, people always ask, “Are you doing anything special today?” I recall a year or two ago one of my irl friends said, “We’re all looking forward to see what you do for your birthday on your blog!” and on the outside I was like 😀 because I still get the warm fuzzies when friends tell me they read my blog, but in my head I was like, oh no.
Brecon all the records // 34×52 mornings
If you wake up early enough, with the sun still making its way through the sky, you might be able to hike from Brecon to the main campus without breaking a sweat. It’s quieter than most mornings because not everyone has arrived yet. Just working students, fall athletes, and the Dorm Leadership Team (DLT).
Stuck inside // 31×52
The five of us are squished into a hotel studio. Our proximity to each other is driving me crazy. There’s hardly any space. It’s not just that the sofa is pulled out into a bed. It’s not just that the cushions are laid out all over the ground because Ken refuses to share a bed with anyone. It’s not just that take-out boxes filled with leftovers are cluttering the tabletops because my parents always order appetizers they assume we’ll eat even though we very clearly state beforehand that the mains we order for ourselves will fill us up and so we will not be helping them in eating the appetizers.
Window seat // 27×52
I always try to get the aisle seat so that I don’t feel trapped if ever I need to make my way to the lavatory. I also try not to use the lavatory too often, because the flush is freakishly loud. But just in case, I still like having the aisle seat. There’s also more space to stretch, unlike the windows seat where you’re squished between the window and a person, which feels incredibly claustrophobic.
52 project progress report, inspired by Jennypurr // 25×52
Awhile ago I decided that I wasn’t going to apologize for belated posts anymore, otherwise I’d be apologizing at the beginning of every post, and that’s tiring for both me to write and you to read. But today I want to acknowledge it. This post is a week late and was supposed to be about my afternoon at Maan Coffee cafe with my dad and youngest brother (don’t worry, you’ll hear about that later).