Here’s an extensive list of cool and uncool things I’ve done since my last birthday!

I spent 5 years of my life curating a student identity to get myself into a T10 US College. And I failed. But I have no regrets because it taught me a heck of a lot! So here’s that story.

Paris 12 paints a busy yet isolated street, capturing the essence of feeling alienated and dissociated in a fast-moving world. Nonetheless, Linying’s voice gently guides you down the path, slowing your surroundings down in a way that envelopes you in the warmth of solitude. It’s a major understatement, but the only way I can describe it is, ‘pretty’. A beauty that’s delicate, yet precise.

What becomes of visual art and the visual artist when it isn’t seen?

The time I went for a Sabrina Carpenter concert alone and discovered that it wasn’t so scary attending events by yourself after all.

A girl frolicking; an old man beckoning. Both in a cemetery; both as eerie.

This old man was the cemetery keeper, and the girl was me. When I first studied Clear Brightness by Boey Kim Cheng in Literature class, a poem about grave exhumation, my incomprehension sparked an intrigue. Consequently, this led me to the Chinese cemetery, hoping to gain a first-hand understanding of the cultural problem.