I should not be saying

It feels just so good to escape from it all, even if it is just a moment, just a day.
I watched the sun-rise undisturbed and uninterrupted. No National anthem playing in the background, no pledges, just the chirping of mynahs waking up and the tranquil bubbling of the fish tank behind my ears.
No. I did not skip school to study or to mug or to finish essays. I skipped because I just needed to ease the throbbing. It feels good to have an escape once in a while. I will look through all my fish archives on 'archer fishes' and 'scats'. I made the error of introducing cute but 'predatory fish in disguise, view here.
Many times, we just want to have somethings so much. It just seems to do the world justice for them to happen. But yet, below the sugary coat, we find that they can never be. I walked around in a newly found fish shop at Bukit Merah day before yesterday (best in town). Tanks and tanks of exotic fishes paved the contours of the shop, their beauty magnified by their unexpected affordability. Red-tailed catfishes, baby archers and baby scats. Never in my life have my dream fishes been within my grasp. But now in reflection, i could not house them. As much as I would love to, I can't. As much as I would love to get them, take them home, shelter them and show them my care, I just can't. I welcome myself to reality this quiet morning with no national anthem.