• Jules Looke commented on the post, teeth 7 years, 1 month ago

    Maybe it’s shock, or the fact that you’ve been injured so many times before that you’re pretty much impervious to pain, but you don’t feel too bad.

    Sure, it hurts. But it’s just a dull ache in your right arm; […]

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, charge 7 years, 1 month ago

    You do your usual stretches by the side of the field, stretching your calves, arms, everything, as you try to shake your nerves out of system. As you roll your shoulders back and forth, you ponder why you’re […]

  • Assembly was hardly your favourite period, but if it involved getting out of class early and sitting in an air-conditioned hall for an hour before the final bell rang, you didn’t mind it at all.

    How bad could […]

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, cabinet 7 years, 4 months ago

    The cabinet is beyond stuffed with awards, trophies, scholarships, medals. It even has its own lighting; Making it a makeshift shrine to the accolades received over the years.

    Your house never had such a […]

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, gum 7 years, 4 months ago

    You hate gum.

    You hate how the burst of artificial flavorings disappears after a few minutes of chewing, reminding you that what you just chewed on was just flavored plastic.

    You hate how it leaves you […]

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, icing 7 years, 4 months ago

    You watch her shove a red velvet cupcake into her mouth, her eyes gleaming with almost murderous glee. She sighs happily as she licks the remaining cream cheese icing from her lips and reaches for another cupcake. […]

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, pile 7 years, 6 months ago

    “You really need to find time to clear this pile of crap.” She’s sitting at your desk, with a cigarette hanging from her mouth. You shrug noncommittally, not bothered to even reply to that. It’s easier said than […]

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, sweat 7 years, 9 months ago

    You’re pushing hard to just get through the run. Who the hell thought running a couple of kilometers for PE was a good idea? All you wanted right now was to pass out right now; the asphalt seemed like the best […]

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, return 8 years ago

    You’d like to think that after college, after finally getting out to the real world, after getting a stable job, you’d come back as an adult that is able to handle things rationally.

    You’ve since learnt that Life is a falsification of expectations.

    Your return will be no different from when you left.

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, deserve 8 years ago

    “You deserve the best in the world.” Except you never did deserve anything. Not because you did anything immoral of sorts, no. You never deserved the best because you’ve never actually done anything to better yourself, anyone, the world. You live your stagnant and stale life, without changing anything or anyone. You deserve mediocre, at […]

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, relate 8 years, 1 month ago

    It’s weird, people have told you in the past that you’re a “great listener” but you don’t actually recall feeling that you could relate to them in any way. You always felt so disconnected from most things; You’re an awkward thing.

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, warfare 8 years, 1 month ago

    “Gave my heart to the army, the only sentimental thing I could think of.” -The National. The city’s a warfare for you to get through, though it has practically no guns nor blood pools. Sometimes, you consider yourself as a wuss (and beat yourself up for being ‘weak’) for ever thinking that. Most of the […]

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, scout 8 years, 1 month ago

    You were never a scout (or a brownie) when you were in primary school. Oddly enough, you joined tennis (Even then, you hit the balls too hard that even the seniors were ducking out of your range).

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, stacks 8 years, 1 month ago

    I have endless stacks of Elementary Math papers to work through. My O level examination for it is in approximately 15 days. 15 days are left to actually study for it.

    I am..(Starts with an F, ends with a KED.) ….FIRETRUCKED

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, iron 8 years, 2 months ago

    I didn’t really pay attention during today’s Chemistry lesson on metals. I remember we reviewed how iron reacts with water though, I was too sick to absorb anything. I looked over to your table to see the 6 straight cuts in your arm. You said you got them from a block of wood that you […]

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, mystery 8 years, 2 months ago

    Today, there are strange lines on your arm. Strangely straight lines on your arms. You don’t seem to be worried when I mention this to you, hell you act so blase about it.

    How odd.

    The real mystery is how you managed to draw such straight lines with a sharpie on your writing arm.

  • Every February, you do your visiting rounds with your family for Chinese New Year. Everything is red, and if they’re not red, they’re orange at the very most. Chinese believe that red is a sign for prosperity. (You’ve never liked family visiting, neither do your parents parents. But you still go. Chinese have high value […]

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, warned 8 years, 2 months ago

    Your parents had always warned you never to cross the road without looking at both sides, never to accept candy from strangers, never to run off without them knowing. But they never did warn you on the brutality of a cut throat world.

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, morality 8 years, 2 months ago

    In your warped perspective of the world, you hold onto stupid beliefs that you, YOU, out of all people, had a sense of morality. YOU who drank in the corner of bars and fucked most (in their drunken stupor) bothered to talking to you there. YOU who seemingly fucked up her life and if not […]

  • Jules Looke commented on the post, suppose 8 years, 2 months ago

    Her eyes are dull now, her hair no longer glistening with the sun. It seems like the band of metal on her hand has transformed her into zombie of sorts. She’s not the girl you knew from before. She would’ve scuffed her sneakers on the worn floor before answering, having a slight blush on her […]