Is this normal? Am I normal? Do you know that feeling...where you stand and watch everything unfold knowing full well this is a fucking sht show? Weird. After Mother came back from her counselling session, she started complaining that every single time she goes for the session, she just ends up crying so she doesn't... Continue Reading →

Do you get weird questions like why aren't you a teacher if you love teaching? I do. Logically speaking, that's probably the "right" occupation for me. But the sad reality is that it's not that fun if I'm an actual teacher teaching in Singapore. It's like if I turn my passion into a job, I'd... Continue Reading →

I'm a free thinker. I used to call myself a part-time Buddhist because of my parents. Specifically, dear old dad. I just don't understand why we need to follow our parents' faith simply because they want us to. Yes, praying to some sort of god allows them to bless and protect you but c'mon give... Continue Reading →

Do you ever feel like you're just a puppet in someone's sick game? I do. I don't enjoy it and I don't think I want my children to go through the same thing. I don't need a puppet. This age long question that has bugged me for the longest time, "Why do people have kids?"... Continue Reading →

Since there are 26 letters in the alphabets, let's continue this epic trainwreck of a dating life shall we? Let's go babyyyyyy Meet Mr L (Libra, Dog) He is a peculiar one who is into BDSM kinks specifically, ropes. Fun fact, he names his partner by the different colors of their ropes which was rather... Continue Reading →

I feel like I'm drowning. I don't want to go home. I don't want to go to work. I don't want to wake up. But I still do. It's kind of like I know I'm on the brink of collapse, but I don't succumb to it because... I don't want to be sad...? Ngl I... Continue Reading →

Fact: My brother could have committed suicide if didn't move back home. Somewhere at the back of my mind, I knew he wasn’t coping well and decided to hang out with him more, make him go for runs with me and just let him know I’m here if he needs a listening ear. I understand... Continue Reading →

What if I told you my mother is a stranger to me. Would you believe me? You know how you've always imagined that in life, there's always a clear line between rights and wrongs? Absolutely not. Rather there are only choices you make that you can live with. Somewhere along the way, I think I... Continue Reading →

It has come to my attention that I'm a walking disaster. Just the other day I thought to myself, "Wow, why do I tend to read signages when there are so many people around me at the train station?" Then it dawned on me...I tend to avoid eye contact. So I rather read texts, signages... Continue Reading →