I don’t usually talk about feelings, because in my opinion talking about feelings on a blog usually comes across as a form of emotional blackmail. I don’t want to bully people who read this into feeling a certain way I set them up to feel; and most importantly of all, we are all entitled to…
I wish … that people I care about are genuinely happy that they give way but not give in that they tolerate and be tolerated that they learn to deserve better that they be waited on and not wait for that they carry themselves and not baggages (well) When that is done, they can give…
Looking at pictures of my little 4-year-old niece and her other friends learning to swim, I’m fondly reminded of my own learning-to-swim experience as a child. I don’t remember how old I was the first time I went for formal lessons – I must have been about five years old. I remember that the teacher…
Little flower, little flower, did you miss the last train out too? Your thorns look so familiar, there, I think mine are blue. They call it over, they call it hardcore. Why, aren’t these the best thing? They look quite so che-che and foreboding, sometimes I even think I want more.
Chinese New Year is just round the corner, less than a month away. Since I have a little time on my hands now, I shall get my act together and spring clean my room. I’m sure there’s one of those 12 steps or 342325 step programmes out there that incorporates the act of spring cleaning…
I am a demigod who’s built a wall I myself can’t break. So I’ll hand you this chisel I’ll hand you this sledgehammer wishing you’d have the patience and courage. I have no fear of meeting you in the middle – in fact my only fear is myself. I fear the more you knock at…
Obviously there is no single version of HEA that everyone abides by and work towards. Anyone who assumes that everyone is after the same things in life is immediately a quack.
It just dawned on me that we are living in such a connected globalised world. Take my life as an example; each day I check my email, Facebook, Twitter and blog feeds multiple times. While I tune in to the latest music videos on Youtube, I can be reading the latest blog entry by Stephen…
There seems to be just this bossy streak in me that makes me give people advice each time they tell me their problems. Even in situations when they don’t particularly need advice but just need a listening ear, I somehow wind up with an advice to give them. Sometimes even when it’s not exactly a…
Someone commented “great job!” when I told him I’m still in school because I’m doing my Masters. I’d very much like to think that too. It feels like I’m taking a step forward on a backward moving travelator. A travelator which goes nowhere in particular, if I must add. And reassurance is through navel-gazing now….
