Shy, not boring

Quiet people used to get a bad rep, but no longer. The rise of social media and digitally mediated communication tools has brought introversion to the fore. What once was a character flaw is now a celebrated personality trait, a shift perhaps propelled by introverts themselves finally emboldened by these new faceless platforms to speak up.... Continue Reading →

Ep. 2: She has no personality | Some Scuffs

"Am I boring you?"   Subscribe on iTunes.   Conventional wisdom has it that if you can sit in "comfortable silence" with someone and not feel restless or awkward, you're in a good place in your relationship. Where does one draw the line between comfortable silence and polite boredom? When you're speaking and your conversation partner's... Continue Reading →

How not to give a compliment

"Show me that gorgeous smile."   Look, I know I'm not hideous. But as a woman who is neither particularly handsome nor well put-together, I don't get a lot of remarks on my physical appearance (save for the daily affirmation I get from my eternally supportive team at work, God bless them and their compulsions to... Continue Reading →

Happenstance

Every year, Nat receives countless well wishes on his birthday, March 23. That is, up until 2015, when his personal milestone was eclipsed by a national tragedy - the death of a founding father. "Why did Lee Kuan Yew have to die on my birthday?" The question is rhetorical, of course, and I don't know... Continue Reading →

Between us, let’s just be honest.

"Babe help I fucked up" reads a little box that pops up at the bottom right corner of my desktop screen. It's late morning and the office is quiet. I open the Telegram message. "I fucked up so bad." What happened babe??? "I cheated." Are you okay?? "I cheated. He found out." "I don't know what... Continue Reading →

Don’t say it.

What is it about the phrase "I love you" that it has so much power over everyone involved in its exchange? That it can mean so little, or so much, depending on who's saying it and in what context? That it holds the potential to be misappropriated? Or cheapened? That it can be wielded for purposes of... Continue Reading →

Asymmetry

I have an asymmetrical bob now. No, I did not adopt a kid named Robert whose left eye is smaller than his right. I just got a sassy haircut courtesy of the amazing Mrs Ong. Why this is news is because my visit to her salon happened on the second last weekend I get to... Continue Reading →

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