Finally getting down to documenting all my adventures in the last weeks. And I don't mean exploring the cafe culture or chancing upon a random alley of uncovered magic. When I say adventures , I mean attempting the tried-and-tested trek routes around Singapore. I've never noticed how connected Singapore is becoming. I can now go anywhere on foot as long as I'm willing to spare the hours and effort. Whoever came up with the ingenious idea of park connectors has got my ultimate thanks for making working out so much easier. I sometimes feel like a foreigner in my own hometown because I'm so used to traveling to the same few places – Orchard, Causeway Point, Northpoint – where the MRT station is within minutes. But this new habit of attempting a trek route almost every Saturday started out with an impromptu suggestion by the cousin. And we headed off to the HSBC Treetop Walk one fine Saturday morning: 14 May 2016 By this point, we were seriously so  close. As w...

When I was younger, the adults would ask me what my ambition was. For some reason, I always gravitated towards prestigious  titles ー doctor, lawyer, astronaut. At some point, I aspired to be a veterinarian. The adults were impressed all the same. " You're going to earn a lot of money, " they agreed unanimously. Those were some ambitious dreams: the kind of dreams I never genuinely chased after or worked towards. Perhaps, the circumstances I grew up in conditioned me to have those ideas. Or maybe the glaringly obvious society norms influenced my answers. Possibly yet, it could've been my mom's die-hard wish for me to turn into someone of great title. By the end of my A-levels, I made becoming a writer my goal. And I accomplished that during internship.  Even now, I regularly contribute to Simply Her as a freelance writer.  But ask anyone out there and they'd tell you writing is not a sustainable job. Much less a prestigious one. And I agree....