[30 day writing challenge] Day 4: Bullet your whole day

Monday, 24 July 2017 (Things I would rather do on a Monday)

  • Breakfast at Tiffany (if that were possible)
  • Sleeping till noon
  • Getting up to fetch my son from school
  • Lunch with my son while discussing gross-facts-of-the-day
  • Laughing out loud time
  • Homework time, boo!
  • Lazing around till 6pm
  • Getting dinner ready
  • Hustling my son to get ready for bed
  • Netflix and chill
  • Rinse and repeat

[30 day writing challenge] Day 3: A book you love


I remember reading Pride and Prejudice when I was in my early teens. It was a more “cheerful” option for me at that time after Edgar Allen Poe and the Bronte sisters. At 14, I did not really understand the story but I remembered feeling utterly joyful, confused and inspired by Jane Austen’s language. The vividness of her descriptions of the characters, landscapes and objects made me completely in love with it. It was funny how through each character in this story, I saw many similarities in the people in my life. Over the years I reread the book at different stages of my life and I love the fact that I never felt the same way after it. At times I was annoyed with Elizabeth Bennet when letting her self-righteous self get to her head while feeling really sorry for her sister Mary and I would love to have tea with Charlotte!

“I do not pretend to possess equal frankness with your ladyship. You may ask questions which I shall not chuse to answer.”

[30 day writing challenge] Day 2: Something you feel strongly about

Moving on from a difficult situation is something I feel strongly about currently. I would like to think that with time it gets better but it isn’t. Well not right away that is. This ‘moving on’ phase is one bumpy journey that leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. No its not fun at all. At first it may seem like I’ve expertly surgically remove a “cancer” in my situation and the feeling is great, elated, relieved, happy. But the “recovery” process hasn’t been going too great. The upside is getting to understand why I am feeling this way and recognising that with any disappointments in my life, I can learn to trust my instincts again and to lean on myself for support. When I stop caring about when to be told I am ready for something, that is when I truly feel the freedom to do what I want in life. God bless.

Feeling sorted out


How I wish sometimes life can be neatly sorted out or compartmentalised like what we do with objects or like gardening for that matter. Where you can visibly spot the good roots from the rotten. But in reality its not that simple. I’m not saying its impossible to do, just need some personal time, space and perhaps some sage advice from a very experience gardener to help you weed out the bad roots away from the good roots. Now my references starting to sound strange! Anyway, I find myself fortunate to have a wonderful and very wise friend who recently helped me get myself “sorted”. I shouldn’t worry too much and just think positively. Sometimes the simplest advice is the most hardest to do. But then again, who is making it hard on myself? No one but me. Time to start looking forward in life or I shall find myself trying to get out of this confusing maze that I had build myself.

Happiness is a choice?


I’ve read many articles written about depression but this one really hits the spot about how what I’ve been experiencing. Acknowledging this for the first time openly, feels somewhat weird but a little liberating. I don’t where this will take me but I know something just doesn’t feel right, but I do want to do something about it. Is being happy a choice or a gift? If its the latter, it will be the one thing I would like to give to myself. For now, I’d take one day at a time.

Dealing with expectations

Look, if you can’t handle a situation don’t apologise because you can’t deal with it. There’s nothing wrong with taking a step back and it does not make you look weak.  Unless it your bloody fault, then go fix it!