I Started A Joke

I started a joke which started the whole world crying But I didn’t see that the joke was on me I started to cry which started the whole world laughing If I’d only seen that the joke was on me I looked at the skies running my hands over my eyes And I fell out of bed hurting my head from things that I said ‘Till I finally died which started the whole world living Oh if I’d only seen that the joke was on me The song of the moment – I Started A Joke by the Bee Gees. – – – I turned 31 yesterday – there were no parties, no balloons, no countdowns – it was all quiet, but lovely. The thirty-first year of my life just silently crept up on me. It was a very strange birthday I had this year. Two weeks ago, my first thought was to sneak away to Eastern Europe to spend my birthday with complete strangers from, I don’t know, a hostel? Dubrovnik in Croatia, Budapest …

Stage 4, going on 5.

This is me. 3:30am, lying in my own bed, still feeling a little intoxicated from the couple of glasses of red wine and good company I had a couple of hours ago. Last time I checked, I was still feeling all perked up and chirpy, but it almost always changes for the worse in the wee hours when I’m at home all alone. The soft crackling of the thunder is really not helping at all. Today, a friend asked me what is my biggest fear. She said she’s afraid of being mediocre, and is afraid of boredom. To be honest, I don’t mind being just an average plain Jane; I just want to be a happy plain Jane. My biggest fear is to know that I am all alone – not alone physically per se, but when there is no one to count on, no one to turn to, no one to share my life with. I guess I’m a people person? The idea of being all by myself just really scares me. People asked me if …


In the season of alonedom, lonely hearts gather;
fearfully, innately, with each other as they falter.
Some seek a shoulder, some, a pair of open arms,
but me, a pursuit, to rekindle my charms.
We search for answers from stories others tell,
but alas, wilting hearts,
equal love’s like universe in parallel.

Dr. Bags

I believe we all have obsessions. And my greatest obsession and guilty pleasure would be BAGS! The idea of getting a new luxury bag always thrills me. And as we all know, these little arm candies often come with a hefty price tag. So I am one of those ridiculous girls who would shield my bag (instead of my head) when I am caught in the rain. Hahaha! I recently got acquainted with Esther from Dr Esther happened to be an old friend from my university days, and it was really nice catching up on the old days, and also a pleasure to listen to Esther and her partner Lin speak so passionately about what they offer at Dr Bags. I immediately displayed the Céline Trapeze Bag which I have recently swopped on Carousell to them, complaining about how there are small flaws on the bag which I have missed out on during the swop. Imagine my excitement when Esther and Lin said that those are just small problems which can be easily fixed! …

Ageless Beauty

From the moment we were born, a new lotus flower also appears in heaven. Each flower represents a person on earth. In our short lifetime in this world, we need to do good. And every single time we do a good deed, a drop of water gets dropped into your own lotus flower. And if, by the time you pass, your lotus flower is big enough for you to sit in it, you can go to heaven.

Going Solo

I never knew how people did it – travelling alone, that is. I remembered myself to be a braver person; someone who was not afraid to speak one’s mind and act on one’s thoughts. But I am deeply fearful of being alone.