Stellarys' Thoughts and Tales

                                    The Albatross By  Kate Bass When I know you are coming home I put on this necklace: glass beads on a silken thread, a blue that used to match my eyes. I like to think I am remembering you. I like to think you don’t forget.   The necklace lies heavy on my skin, it clatters when I reach down to lift my screaming child. I swing her, roll her in my arms until she forgets. The beads glitter in the flicker of a TV set as I sit her on my lap and wish away the afternoon.   I wait until I hear a gate latch lift the turn of key in lock. I sit amongst toys and unwashed clothes, I sit and she fingers the beads until you speak in a voice that no longer seems familiar, only strange. I turn as our child tugs at the string. I hear a snap and a sound like falling rain. II.            ANALYSIS “The Albatross”...

     27 Dresses is one of the top RomCom movies on my list because I love love love the actors who played the main characters- Richard Marsden and Katherine Heigl. I wasn't disappointed when I was watching the film because oh boy do they have great chemistry together. What I loved about the film is that compared to the other chickflick movies that I have watched so far, this made me feel so giddy and scream silent screams in the middle of the night because there were so many heart-warming scenes all over the movie that just melts my heart.      The story wasn't so bad at all, I love the plot and how the character developments of each of the character has transpired all through out the movie. Katherine's character, Jane, was shown to be a person who is such a giver. A giver in a way wherein she struggles to say no to everyone, she shows up for everybody and lends them a helping hand like holding their gowns whilst they pee or holding their bouquettes while t...

Ten years ago, I had a paper, a pen, and dream imbued in a prayer.  It was around this time of year, a decade ago, when I stood in a normal flag ceremony, cheeks stretched in innocent smiles as I clapped for my classmates who triumphantly returned from their DSPC competitions. it was at that moment when I discovered a world where the simple act of putting words into paper can be more — more than innocent imaginations of distant lands or the menial task of writing the things that happened or the things unnoticed by most.  Standing there sparked a kindling of fire towards an interest to learn how to tame a "talent" that sprouted from writing proses and diary entries in blank pages of storybooks and half-used notebooks.  Truthfully, in recent years, I have forgotten how long I have carried this dream in me. I thought it was something that started when I joined my first student publication, The Junior Toil, four years ago—but it was a bit more ancient than that.  ...