Fudge:
This dog-eat-dog world.
The colossal space that separates us.
Fate.
My noxious delayed reaction.
The Slumdog Millionaire OST.
The L Word, S06E07.
Half-baked efforts.
The misled priorities of the young.
My premature thesis-related anxiety.
My natural inclination to procrastinate.
… That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
For four years now, leaving Singapore is infinitely worse than saying farewell to Sydney.
I may be single, but being a girl stereotypically means I am a romantic, no matter the circumstance.
What is this? Why is this happening? Where do I go from here? What do I do? Who have I become?
If I had ever known such sadness to experience the agony of defeat…
Roger Federer causes my heart to stop in the same way he makes me swoon, then soar higher still. But because what goes up must come down, it can also shatter – the greater heights to which you fly, the stronger force with which you fall.
Despite this overwhelming heartbreak, it [...]
It was so surreal and almost make-believe that I discounted the fact that it actually happened. And just like that, my ‘date with destiny’ came and went.
How more hardcore fans remain satisfied with such a short-lived encounter I can never fathom. I, too, quietly gasped when he made his appearance; laughed harder than necessary at his antics; [...]
A word to the wise: Do not talk or ask questions about Japanese, Korean or Taiwanese television series in my presence – you will send me into a tirade of squeals, kawaii actions, made-up Japanese and Korean phrases and laughable conduct in general (please observe).
I blame this behaviour, unworthy of an adult, on the deprivation [...]
I cannot draw; my stickmen doodles are a joke. Not every piece of art I appreciate.
You would think that I have gained an exponential interest in art, especially after being in the company of Picasso, Monet, Renoir, and van Gogh, as well as moulages from The Louvre, during my time at Artica for the past three years. Just [...]
I’d rather care too much and risk the byproduct of bitchy than settle for an attitude that resembles blasé – that’s why, instead of banishing concerns and annoyances to the section of my brain where memories are inevitably lost and eventually forgotten, I like to revisit my multiplying demons… If anything, to reaffirm that I’m the [...]
