Today was the last day, and the countdown to the end was fast and bittersweet. As I sit in the train, on the way home after 10 hours of volunteering for the last day, I looked back at the past 2 months even though my exhaustion was clouding my thoughts. Who knew that the ideals … Continue reading Nostalgia after the exhibition ends
Just needed to sort out my thoughts and get this off my chest. It was a plain old Monday morning and my parents have gone to work. Only my uncle and I were at home. He was cooking his instant noodles, and I've just woken up. We exchanged our greetings and out of the blue … Continue reading My uncle.
What the title says. What happened was something so petty yet so familiar I couldn't help but feel pretty upset/anxious/annoyed/done with it. My mom apparently said something along the lines of "Oh, when are you gonna have a child!" to our neighbours who're married but haven't had a child in years. This is what my … Continue reading My parents had a petty spat tonight.
If my dad ever reads this someday, I'd like to tell him that I love him dearly. I always have and always will. Thank you for being my dad, pa. My father was the one who subtly shaped me, despite being absent most of the time when I was a child. I remember flying pizzas … Continue reading Childhood memories of my father (2)
I'd like to thank my friend (Link to his poems), a true lover of linguistics and anything language-y, for helping me to edit this. It was supposed to be a uni application essay, but I felt that it wasn't right and it was also too long. I hope you'll enjoy it. 🙂 PS: My thoughts are … Continue reading Boundaries
This piece needed to go somewhere. I figured why not put it on the internet? It's gonna bring me some good memories in the future. I literally wrote this after a whole day of talking about my future and stressing over this at 12 midnight. I was really considering to send this in because I've … Continue reading A painfully honest university application
Y'know those moments when a memory just hits you so hard your gut drops to the ground? It's like walking out the door 10 minutes later realising that you've forgotten to turn off the stove. Panic! Scram! Run for your life! Unfortunately, I can't do that for this specific memory that just infiltrated my mind... … Continue reading Embarr-ass-ment
Morning comes, and the house is empty. I woke up to the sound of violent struggles to lock the door. Keys dangling, he left. Alone in the house now. And for the first time in a long time, the house feels cold. I never noticed the comfort that family could bring to the house. The … Continue reading The next day
Tonight my heart is pounding. Pounding because landmines have been planted in the family. Words spoken, or misspoken, and hard headed smacks. Hearts broken, apologies spoken But it will never mend. Not like this. When two people with intertwined childhoods and blood ties fight and hold such dear resentment towards one another, where does compassion … Continue reading My heart pounds
If I don't write this down now and sear it into my memory, I will never learn. It's because I forget too many of my own flaws too quickly, while I keep track of too many of other people's flaws for a lifetime. This is an open letter to myself. Dear me, It takes years … Continue reading Patience is the key ingredient