A Break

a single manly tear rolls down my paper smooth skin yO MOMMA


I will be taking a break. From blogging that is (and just social media and writing and anything that brings me joy in general? except going biking at the local national park because ey monsoon’s here and everything is green–i saw a fawn playing with a baby monkey and a peacock dancing during a light drizzle and a turtle maybe communicating with a bird and okay so maybe I’m not giving up everything that brings me joy).


Not that very many people would care or even notice but in case some poor unfortunate soul stumbles by for the first time in a couple months and wonders why there isn’t any recent stuff, this blog isn’t dead just resting. Feel free to click over to some of the older stuff while you’re deprived of any new content.

Not like doing this will even make any difference, seeing how normally I posted maybe once in two months anyway (barring the last couple recent stress-infused months).

But yeah I’m taking a break, albeit reluctantly, but I gotta keep reminding myself this is all in favour of achieving something I want to do. Which is to go to med school. Which I hopefully will next year if I work hard enough.
I’m taking a drop year to prepare for the pre-medical tests and I’ve been known to be distracted by this platform instead of studying so it is probably for the best, even if it will take some getting used to.

I won’t enjoy it but hey this something I want to do so gotta make sure I do end up doing it instead of, to quote internet sensation, faniel towell, “procrastinate on our one shot at existence”.




Yours Truly,

p.s. rice has the prettiest of the plant scientific names: Oryza sativa, as does the sweet pea: Lathyrus odoratus 

p.p.s. rice + Arabidopsis thaliana were among the first plant genomes to be sequenced before the Human Genome Project.

p.p.p.s. carrots were originally purple.

And that concludes your botany lesson for today. Tune in same time next year for some juicy deets on the rich and famous from the sorta-journal I will maybe kinda hopefully keep while away.


I graduate in a little more than a year. Perhaps the amount of fear and apprehension that I typed that sentence with doesn’t come out quite as vividly. Or maybe it does…perhaps you’re capable of dissecting every sentence down to its finer nuances, capable of detecting even the tiniest hint of emotion and completing every half-finished thought banished to the furthest, darkest recesses of the mind in a futile attempt at silencing it. Or maybe you’re not and I just gave the whole game away.

Okay wait, stop. I can’t finish the rest of it–well I have–but I can’t publish it here. Because I submitted it for the school magazine and since it is the decade issue, I’d like it to be special. Which reminds me, have I mentioned that I’m the Chief Editor for the school magazine this year? Well, I am (Preens, stroking her mighty, trusty, apparently leaking pen…err excusez-moi pour une seconde)

Speaking of changes, I’d like your opinion on the new look of the blog (is the header too gaudy? Should I just go back to the old one?). I did consider changing the theme entirely, but then so. Much. Work. Configure sidebar settings, find proper header, yada yada. What’s that? You don’t really give a rat’s toe either way? Oh. Well, erm, this is awkward.

Its 2:30, I should sleep. School tomorrow. Or maybe I should go look at the hydrophilic heads of the phospholipid bilayers again.

Okay bye.

Yours Truly,


P.S I don’t like it when I write pseudo-posts either.