Isn't it funny, how humans create stories about some key things - time travel and love to name a couple. We escape for a few hours into a vivid fantasy to ultimately return to this mundane world we have tried to escape. I love human creativity. I love creativity itself. I love how music notes... Continue Reading →


Don’t Doubt Yourself.

Today, I stood on stage and received two awards for the end of year Awards Presentation Assembly. Just last week, I had completed my Duke Of Edinburgh Bronze 'Adventurous Journey' and three days ago I received the fantastic news that I achieved a distinction in my Grade 4 Trinity Flute Exam.  At the minute, 'model... Continue Reading →

My Dreams

"SO, what do you dream of doing in the future?" an acquaintance asks. I usually respond with: "I don't know"

The Stress of Being Me.

I'm feeling very inspired by a friend of mine, who spoke recently about something I never thought would come up as a relevant topic for a speech. As I have a chemistry test for tomorrow, I think this is a perfect time to write about the stress of living the Asian life.

Quaint, quiet times.

There's these rare, quaint times where I think of nothing and just stare into the near distance of my room. I'm not contemplating reasons for my existence or worrying about an essay for tomorrow, there's these times where the only noise in the room is my breathing and the aircon whistling gently, softly. Perhaps it's... Continue Reading →

Work Hard.

So now, it's exam season. And everyone hates exams. Well, you’ve got the few odd balls who love exams (NOT ME. HONEST.).


One of my favourite playwrights is William Shakespeare, and his quote here is absolutely true. One of the most annoying things about love is that you expect your significant other to be there for you, but sometimes, that is the root of your heartache. It doesn't necessarily have to apply to a context of romance,... Continue Reading →

My Journey into Writing.

My writing story is kind of an absolute zero to hero story. It's something I've never documented, which is strange, because I document everything - I'm a memory hoarder. And as I progress into the higher levels of English, I suppose the first thing I'll need to commemorate is my long journey into it. When... Continue Reading →

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