Extrovert Best Friend

It has been ten freaking years since I knew her. My first impression of her was that why would anyone be this fucking noisy in such a place? Can she not just shut up for a single moment?  And toward her first impression of mines is no where better too. She thought: How can someone be such… Continue reading Extrovert Best Friend

Fairy tales, what is that?

Like every kid, I grow up reading those tales where it has a extraordinary outcome of the poor, abused ladies living happily ever after with a prince or simply someone who is rich as fuck. But all this are never a reality even in the olden days so why would one should believe in this?… Continue reading Fairy tales, what is that?

Grief.

I was often being added to various whatsapp groups via my one of my two besties I ever had in life. I never knew where she ever find this many groups to join and it was often bitchy. I often make it a fun way to make sarcastic remarks that will be offensive for people… Continue reading Grief.

I am, Different.

I didn’t know this when I was in primary school, all i know is I don’t fits into those normal Chinese girl group. My best friends are a Malay and an Indian girl that somewhat falls out of a group like I do. In some sense I didn’t feel any abnormal. Stronger ideas came when… Continue reading I am, Different.

The road of picking myself up

I am a human, like you do. I have things that I am terrified of, I have things that I feel insecure with. I am always breaking down crying when my panic or anxiety attacks comes. I always feel helpless when I am forced beyond my discomfort level can tank. I have never been in… Continue reading The road of picking myself up