An Open Letter to the Man I Never Met (or have and don’t know yet!)

Hi there, Apologies on phrase in parentheses. I couldn’t help myself. This post was driven by this, something a friend had shared on Twitter this afternoon. I have nothing against what Philip has to say. In fact, a few of the guys I know are actually hopeless romantics so much so to the extent that ‘chick flicks’ are no longer accurate. I was never a … Continue reading An Open Letter to the Man I Never Met (or have and don’t know yet!)

On Seeking Happiness

I know the Tuesday post is late but hey, it’s still Tuesday and also, it’s a holiday. I’m exempted. Muhaha. We’ve dealt on this sometime before, a few times even, but I thought it’s about time the topic was revisited. Like *cough* ‘love’, happiness for me is one of those complex, cannot-be-explained topics. I don’t quite deal as much with the former, as I believe … Continue reading On Seeking Happiness

Explaining ‘Haw’

The need has arisen. Tsk. I should stop misinterpreting stuff. Also, I should stop blogging during work hours, noh. But Twitter said that it was raining (yes I’m lazy, as are you) so all the more reason for me to seek distraction from the rains and the clouds and all things not sunny. Coming back to the ‘need’, my ‘haw’ has been used, misused, overused and generated … Continue reading Explaining ‘Haw’

The Truth about Being Home Alone

and the reality most people fail to see.  First up, WordPress, do consider having subtitles, maybe? Second, I’m taking a ‘writerly break’ while at work okay. I don’t usually have lunch – no, I’m not on a diet as I don’t believe in them. Just that I have a horrid appetite coz of gastritis and therefore eat every ten hours or something on those lines. … Continue reading The Truth about Being Home Alone

On Combatting Writer’s Bloc

I write when I’m inspired, and I see to it that I’m inspired at 9 am every morning.  – Peter DeVries Was the quote I put up on Skype. Not because I’m cool or anything, hell no, but because I was looking for ways to distract myself and I was at work and that reduced the number of possibilities I could’ve otherwise employed to distract … Continue reading On Combatting Writer’s Bloc