quiet monday..

as the new year festival comes close, the school sitting opposite my shop has started closing for the festive season from monday to sunday this week. i was surprised hearing that as it was closed 2 days before the real holiday.

so we are pretty quiet and have 2 full days to unwind before the real holiday arrives. py was here yesterday so we played for few hours before she left. she was a lot more talkative and smart. she is really a smartass.. and always curious for things..

she had never sat still while she was here. always questioned things and ran around. after being exhausted by playing with her, i let her play with auntie joon and i dozed off on the sofa when i was not the center of her attention.. a quick nap did me good and then i could play with her a little bit more before she left..

we closed shop early due the slow time. after the door was shut, i ran up to my room to look for something to do. i was not in the mood to watch movies but instead, i looked for something to create. i flipped through elle magazines and cut out some pictures to decorate my diary.. then, i sat writing about my day. something bothered me which i needed to vent it off my chest. i was a bit down but finally i cheered myself up with all writing and creatings. when i am down, i won't let myself down for too long. i will look for things to do to occupy my mind, get myself busy and then thing that bothers me would evaporate and i am lighted up again..

there are things i need when my creative juice flow.

last night, wrote few postcards to my friends and one last postcard to myself. it felt good to express something to someone. it was like i was talking to them and they were listenning to me attentively..

.. the last postcard of this year to myself..

i am going to have an early night again today before i go to my parents' tomorrow to celebrate new year with them. i will be away until sunday..

happy new year to everyone!!

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t to forget make some art—write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.