Scatteredfafa

In a tiny little cottage obscured deep in the forest, with two chimneys and walls made up of twigs and stones, there lives Effie who loves nonsense more than anyone else. She has a head of colourful long hair tied into three ponytails because two makes too much sense and one makes her sad. She has a laugh too loud from a little girl like her and sometimes it comes with tears and a snort that seems to be infectious to those around her.   Her friends live together in the crowded village, because they had said it made much more sense to always be with people you care about. They had frown and tutted at Effie’s cottage when they came to visit, saying it is nonsense to live so far alone. Effie had simply tutted back and ran around her cottage, singing at the top of her lungs.   “Stop it Effie! You’re being too loud!”, her friends had shouted through her singing, but Effie paid no heed because she had moved on to hit on her drums, playing the most impressive beats. When she ...

I stared at my bookshelves. A haphazard collection of books from different genres. My eyes skimmed through the titles and I caught myself regretting buying some of them even when I know I shouldn't be. I plucked out a book wedged so deeply among others, one that I read when I was in primary school. My fingers left their mark on the dusty cover, I have no recollection of what the book was about, and after reading the description, I cannot remember why I found that book interesting enough to buy it. I hate my younger self for buying such an expensive book which I don't even want to read. I don't remember whether I used to love it. It's one of the signs that I've grown up. Another proof that people change.  With a heavy heart, I wipe off the sheen of dust on the books, flipping through the weathered pages, trying to remember at what age did I meet and hold them for the first time. Books are just objects but to put them away, they mean more than that, it's a reminde...

"When I write my will, I'm going to leave all my stickers to you." Such are the words uttered by my dear sister as she stood at my door, after I explained that I was studying for exams on the area that regulates formalities of will making.  Truth is, I still love stickers, like many other eccentricities from childhood. I'm not one to forget who I was, but my tastes have changed over the years. I used to like bulky and squishy stickers, but now I prefer the ordinary and flat ones, such as flowers, with mellow autumn colours, attaching rustic and antique vibes wherever found pasted strategically. I have this container which normally people use to put their cotton buds. I've sneaked it from the pantry and now it sits daintily on my table like the treasure chest it is to me. Sometimes I take them all out to admire and shuffle them like cards, swapping the most precious one towards the bottom so that I never accidentally use it.  When we were younger, I used to spend F...

Let's discuss about The Little Mermaid (Disney's version). (Walt Disney Pictures) Looks so comfy. I love her nightgown. Deep down, the fair and empathatic me understand that Ariel is the way she is mainly due to her circumstances and upbringing. Moreover, she's only 16, so I'm going to cut her some slack due to her age. I was an idiot at 16 too and still am. Her father is a narcissist and forces her daughters to worship him. Ariel is stuck in the sea, in persistent darkness and always damp (Getting out of bath and having wet sticky hair is so uncomfortable, can you imagine being that way your whole life?  (Walt Disney Pictures) From the start, we know Ariel has a fascination with the world above the water. She has a secret grotto full of objects she found, things such as screwdrivers and forks (I actually would love to get a tour ) and she always swims to the surface of the water to check humans out despite being prohibited by the King himself. But what made her finally...