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Aufsteigende Flügel is German for "Soaring Wings", a beautiful piano piece composed by Masashi Hamauzu. It is a retreat, a place for me to speak my mind, my thoughts, and my ideas. I bid you all welcome and please, enjoy your stay while you can.

In case you're wondering, the song you hear playing in the background is called Memories, composed and performed by Kow Otani for the best PS2 game of all time, Shadow of the Colossus. This was one of the many unused tracks from the game, so I thought I might do it justice playing this lovely track here. It may take a while to load, but please pause it and give it a good listen. Otani makes good music (unfortunately, this is the only one I know of), and this is one of them. Enjoy!



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Tuesday, March 18, 2008, 09:58
Today.

Today, Mom's sick. And my Father's coming back tomorrow from Jakarta. I heard it had something to do with her legs. Then I heard it was dengue.

Today, Mother expects me to be back at home.

Today, I was suppose to go out with Sakinah and Jo Sze.

Today, I thought I was suppose to make things easier for Mom should I actually leave and go off on my own. But no, she wants me to stay to fetch Father tomorrow.

Well, I can't just assume things when I only had this conversation with her in the bathroom. People act differently in different rooms.

Ah well.

She's sick, and stressed out. Especially after yesterday's incident. Involving me. Oh, it was nothing much. I was just staying up till 1am, on Skype with Aiman. Blaah, me and my bloody work. I'm just delaying it more. Goddamnit.

I suppose I'll just take my leave from here once Father comes back tomorrow.

GOD. I JUST WANT TO GO BACK TO MOTHER'S AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE. WITH THIS HEAVY BAG. I HAVE MENTALLY PREPARED MYSELF TO CARRY IT TODAY.

Mother, please don't gun me down again with your words.

Mom, hope you get better soon so it'll be easier to communicate with you.

Father...

*sigh*

Yes. Fine.

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