I meant to write

I swear I did. I meant to write, I meant to do at least one blog post. But then I got distracted. Or maybe I was tired. Or maybe I felt guilty for not showing up at Jon's birthday, or maybe I felt shortchanged that I hadn't gotten to spend my well-deserved Friday night with some... Continue Reading →

How to lose a fight

My mother is one of the most selfless, loving people I have ever met. She's the sort of person who always leaves the last piece of fish for someone else. And shops with everyone but herself in mind. And worries if you don't drop her a text every night that you stay out late. She... Continue Reading →

Bre(a)d different.

A Vietnamese, an American and a Singaporean are sitting in a hostel common room having dinner. The American girl had recently bought an enormous jar of Nutella (which she pronounces as "n-oo-tell-ah") to share and was looking for something to spread it on. "There's sandwich in the fridge." The Vietnamese girl tells her. "Oh, from this morning?"... Continue Reading →

Are we friends?

This post is dedicated to Nick aka Lorong, with whom I had a very interesting conversation that prompted me to write this (and has been edited since his reading of it lol). First, a few things you should know about Nick: he is one of those atypical human beings who conduct themselves have little regard for social... Continue Reading →

The biggest idiot in the room.

I'm at the KFC outlet nearest to home, ordering lunch for my brother. (I know, I am a wonderful sister.) I politely request for a two-piece chicken meal, for takeaway please. "Crispy original," says the girl at the cashier counter. "Yes," I say. "No, crispy original?" says the girl. I blink, unsure of the question. "Okay," I... Continue Reading →

Defiant/Hypersexual/Feminist.

Anyone who has had the misfortune of having to sit through to one of my tirades against the rise of the Instagram influencer might come away from the experience convinced that I am a wrinkly, unshaven Second-Wave feminist trapped in a Millennial's body. "Wow, did you hear all that bitterness in her voice?" commented one of my male... Continue Reading →

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