My first encounter with wild animals occurred in the cramped confines of the HDB flat i was raised in. I grew up surrounded by stories, posters and books about wild animals. Long, hot afternoons were spent catching spiders and moths; evenings spent watching animal documentaries with grandpa. All my mealworms and goldfish died, but while […]Read more "Thesis Thoughts: Preludes & Prefaces"
I sat next to this pen at the busstop. We didn’t have much of a conversation, but I wondered what stories it had to tell, if only I’d asked the right questions: whose hands had cradled it, through long puzzled hours; and then, in a pique of absentmindedness, had left it behind? What places had […]Read more "The Odysseys of Little Things"
Every year on the NUS Open Day, I seriously question why I bother burning a whole Saturday walking around NUS telling prospective students and worried parents about the University Scholars Programmer (USP) as a USP Ambassador. Every year, the answer becomes clearer, as I continually refine and sharpen my responses to unconvinced army boys, xiaomeimeis, […]Read more "USP Lives: Open Day Thoughts"
NUS, my alma mater, has become a marketplace. And oh, don’t get me wrong. I don’t mean this in the sterile, safe, and happy way that your publicity brochures for the university want to represent. I’m not even talking about the people who treat the Central Library as a fish market; the people who think […]Read more "Unrealistic Realisms: Critique of NUS Open Day 2017 (Poster)"
On only my second day in Belgium, i was supposed to mooch around the capital staring at dinosaur skeletons and Egyptian mummies going WAAAAOOWWW. This was my original plan, any way. Instead, overhearing how Brugge and Ghent could be done in a day at my hotel’s reception triggered a crazy ODAC-style day of mad rushing, […]Read more "First Forays: A Weekend in Belgium"
Would your 17-year old self be proud of you today? It’s certainly sounds like one of those Buzzfeed, Trash ThoughtCatalog kind of articles. You know: the ones where you take a quiz, or some half-baked writer who thinks s/he can string together a sentence deigns to prescribe to you ‘How You Should Live Your Life’, […]Read more "Speaking to Ancestors: Dialogue with a Younger Self"
It’s been about two weeks since i last posted, and I am running on perhaps four hours of sleep, but after a whole week locked on the same topic, with the mind a powerful engine that keeps running and running ceaselessly, mercilessly, there is a part of me that is itching to create; to write, […]Read more "Mantarui Blathers: Sleep-Deprived Thoughts from an Over-clocked Mind"