Alone Together (Dang)

Late night, I took the subway back home, all by myself. Mellow acoustics murmured in my ears I glanced at my watch. “Dang, it’s twelve – that lonely hour in which people hold back tears.” Tongue tied, I watched them as they kissed, (however voyeuristic it might be) “Dang, young love is wonderful (- don’t…

Goodbye, Class 12!

It has already been three weeks into my trip of soul-searching, discovering of newfound passions while meeting people from around the world. For friends who are not exactly aware of my whereabouts, I’m currently abroad and travelling around China (been to Shanghai and Hangzhou thus far) on a programme called Dare to Dream 5.0, organised…

A List of Happy Things

So it has been six months into 2016! Really stupefied by the speed time goes flying by – it felt as though Christmas just passed, and yet now I have already completed an entire year of my still-fresh university life.  Through this short span of six months – which has been filled with surreality and…

Pricks

prick /prɪk/ (noun)  vulgar slang: a man’s penis. You have heard of this quintessential advice ever since you were young – “Darling, see the good in people because they are kind”, yet again your folks have warned you not to succumb to that irresistible offer of candy from a certain peculiar man driving a dubious-looking van. Dazed…

Dear Lava Lamps,

You were one amazing creation by Craven-Walker, so full of substance and illuminated with colour. Sometimes you get so heated on the surface, that you don’t really know your place. The way those salacious waxes dance and arise, kept thousands of people worldwide mesmerised. One of them so hooked he wanted you cooked — Vengeful you,…

Remnants of Innocence

“If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter.” — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief  I was a happy child, growing up in a satisfying galore of toys, to own, to fumble with. And just a few days ago, my mum dug out some of my favorite…

When I’m 70 \ all in a day’s work

(* wrote this while sitting in my office cubicle waiting for time to pass – ) Another absent colleague notified me to help assign a writing task to her class this morning. The kids were tasked to write an essay regarding certain interesting issues about life. I found one of the questions especially striking and…

worthwhile \ magician’s assistant

“A magician’s assistant is a performer in a magic act who is not billed as the magician or principal name in the act. The role of an assistant can include holding the props that are used by a magician, shifting props onto and off the stage, and serving as a living prop in illusions that involve…

Design A Man \ what bullshit

He will sing Billy Joel’s Just The Way You Are, and as he sings it he means every word of it. “No need pretense, no need to try to work that hard”. My lowly maintained states can sweep him off his feet. He will follow me, or bring me, to art museums – local ones,…

memoirs of the Popcorn \ sweet, nothing

Popcorn, one of the best things ever produced on this planet.
Here I write about sweet popcorn, and also the salted popcorn that got stuffed into my mouth (which I probably won’t ever get to taste again).