Not a Feminist… Random

Today was one of those days in which work takes up all your time, and you’re just there wondering what happened to you; the you who swore vehemently just a year ago that she would never wear a blazer and sit in anyone’s office for up to three hours. Or the you who promised herself that if…

Changing constant (Part 2)

I don’t know how to define this. Let’s just say I was a whole new person on weekends for four years.

I woke up at 0400 hours on a Sunday, left home at 0500, traveled all the way to Colaba on my own and did stuff. Stuff that didn’t make sense to me back…

Dreams

Do dreams count as our own creations? Are we essentially telling ourselves a story? Or are dreams something we experience, something our subconscious subjects us to? Are dreams how our brains process the emotions we’ve gone through that day, or are they an escape from real life? Sometimes dreams seem too random to…

Typical Malaysian Girls

I’ve been on Tinder & OkCupid for quite some time now, looking for interesting conversations with people I wouldn’t cross path with in real life. Reason? Here’s a summary of my job in three words:

My fucking depression,this foothold it has on me the people who are around me that have to deal with this is selfishly making itself worse for me because of the guilt and insecurities it has on me,and yes I’m so tired of going on I want to die just to be done with this life and yes that’s right I said I want to die kill myself overdose,stop stop stop…