The last year of being in my 20s.

It’s almost 1am here in Singapore. That means it’s officially Monday. Which also means it’s one more day before I turn 29. The last year of being in my 20s. Next year, I’ll have to tick off the next age group when I fill in forms and questionnaires. Honestly, I don’t feel that much different […]

Thank you, X, for the Death by little things.

I know I said the ambiguity between X and me is killing me, but I think I could get used to it. These two weeks, my heart has done so many leaps and jumps that it could get a prime spot in Cirque du Soleil by now. My bestest and goodest (kids, there ain’t no […]