Myself

As I woke up in the morning
All I saw of myself was nothing.
I looked in the mirror
And I realized that I was ugly.

The face in the mirror was not myself.
I was fat, short and ugly.

I tried hard to smile,
But my smile faded away.
Me, myself and I -
I looked horrible.

I told myself that I was not pretty.
I felt pity.

Something was wrong,
But I have to be strong.
I wanted to be someone else
But I realized that I have to be
Myself.

People told me I was fat
But that’s just their facts.
Even if I was ugly,
I have a motive - 
I realized in the end
I wanted to be
Myself.

I am pretty
And I don’t feel pity.

Nary Ngoc Emma Edmonds-Yap

09.28.10
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Baby gymnasts - their little faces!

09.01.10
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Tea plantation, like velvet sprawled out carelessly under the sky

08.24.10
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These are even more hideous in rl. They were nestled in among the roses, like frozen tarantulas

08.24.10
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Big as a plate!

08.24.10
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At Rose Centre, an hour’s climb up and ten minutes down! A field of cosmos beckoned

08.24.10
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How is there a Starbucks in Cameron Highlands and no bookshop??

08.24.10
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Lakehouse at Cameron Highlands - basically what Basil Fawlty might’ve dreamed of for his retirement

08.24.10
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Good and pretty accurate piece - Sarah Chhin, quoted in it, is a remarkable woman. I’ve met her a couple of times and her work is super helpful.

08.24.10
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Dazed and drunk though we look, its just the iPhone flash. On the bus to Cameron Highlands for our honeymoon (give or take a decade!)

Dazed and drunk though we look, its just the iPhone flash. On the bus to Cameron Highlands for our honeymoon (give or take a decade!)

08.22.10
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