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Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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2018, Always.

This year had been a tough one, a roller-coaster ride, a roundelay, a nightmare, an awakening. I had not been productive at all, throughout the years of my life, this had been the most unproductive year of them all. Not... Continue Reading →

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Completing A Portrait

At the start of November, I attempted to do 水墨画 (shui mo hua) using her, Hsiao, as a model. I did not ask for her permission or whatsoever, I wanted to give the portrait to her as soon as I... Continue Reading →

This Is How I Read.

I have read not more than a hundred books up until now, this is considered ridiculously low compared to other proficient English users. Although I read significantly lesser than average, I do appreciate the time that I spent reading, I... Continue Reading →

I WANT TO RUN!

Running has been in my blood for a long time. Ever since I was in my early high school years, I ran besides of playing football because I needed some way to increase my stamina. I had a lot of... Continue Reading →

catharsis :re #finale

I am alive, I can breathe, I will rise again. Lesson learned, Advice heeded, Eyes opened. No more depression, No more self-depreciation, No more meaninglessness. Hopes, Dreams, Love, Restored. The light penetrated through the murkiness of darkness. My fears dissipated... Continue Reading →

MY FORM 6 EXPERIENCE: A PAIN AND A GAIN IN VAIN. (STPM)

This is my experience in Form 6 (tertiary education in Malaysia- STPM) An honest and biased writing based on my perspectives and feelings. It is a long read, and it is worth your time reading this.

re: hope #29

the thin gossamer thread that i held on for years it has not snapped nor has it torn apart, it remained stout, sturdy and solid. Through the depths hell, Over the nine mountains and eight seas, There is nothing That... Continue Reading →

re:surrected #28

Awakened, I am unconscious no more, I am in control. Although I am still in the midst Of darkness And wastage, I am more in control, compared to last time. It is me who have the carte blanche over me,... Continue Reading →

re: broken #27

it is only when i am broken, i discover myself, how the pieces of mine came about, how the brokenness made me whole again. holding my breath, closed my eyes, counting my blessings, listing down my times, i realised myself... Continue Reading →

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