For a short while, after a hiatus…

Have been “abandoning” blogging for quite some time now, mainly cos I don’t see the need to share my thoughts as i get older. but this post is really something close to my heart at the moment…

when we talk about students, we often assume that they cannot be bothered with their learning. while it is true for some, recently, i have actually encountered the majority – students who do care about their progress and education, even if they are not the cream of the crop. i think this is my blessing.

today is the day i experienced this thing called: “you regret what you don’t do”.

i questioned myself, would it be different if i had prepared? would i feel better if i prepared? and the answer.. it would not be different, but i would feel better if i did prepare. because i know i have tried.

on my part i was afraid that having put in preparation, only to receive a bad outcome, would demoralise the students.

most of the time we don’t want to realise our own shortcomings, or be reminded of them. yet, it is those moments that define who we are, and our potential if we had faced them courageously.

today, i may have lost, we may have lost… but personally i’ve learnt a lesson, do things so that you won’t regret. and of course, for those whom i am fortunate enough to meet – these brilliant and talented students, i hope they understand this lesson too.

lastly, more importantly knowing that: we are defined by our attitude and the heart we put into the things we do and experience. overtime, lessons from these  are accumulated, allowing us to learn and improve.

today, i learnt my lesson. and i decided to put this episode behind me, and continue my quest to see the positive in every situation.

thanks for reading, even if no one actually is reading.










inspired, everyday.

They say a picture paints a thousand words, and that was how i started my Instagram journey. of course as a teenager it was to keep up with social media trends, and basically just explore things that appear to be hip and cool (whatever they mean back then and now).

anyways i have always thought that any pictures can express and make links to what i have to share.. however, today i couldn’t find any picture that expresses what i wish to say, at least i was not convinced that any picture will do justice to it. so i am penning down some long thoughts here.

this is a story about a friend, whom i had the pleasure to know when i just finished my JC years. i was working under her as a mentee, and my 6 months there proved to be invaluable and exciting. it forged the kind of work ethic that i would keep now and hope to still maintain in future. while we no longer keep in constant contact, i could still read about her updates on social media.

so this is her story. on this special Mothers’ Day, i see her as an inspiration.

throwback to five years ago… when i got to know her, she was taking her part-time degree, hence juggling work, studies, and being a mother. as a bystander, i was really in awe, how did she manage all these and still be so good and so ready everyday for every event in her life?

fast-forward to today… she chose to share that one of her child was diagnosed with autism, and gave her thanks on mother’s day for all the help and warmth she has receive. of course she moved on and painted these encounters with a pinch of salt. i am not a mother, but seeing her post, she is an inspiration.

maybe this story is not just about her. maybe this story is a reflection of how we go about in our everyday lives… how we thought that the events, experiences and emotions we had were the greatest and most important.

maybe this story is a reminder that, no matter what we are going through, everyone else is embarking on their own ride, one that is full of ups and downs. some chose to share it publicly to garner awareness or sympathy, and some, like my friend, picked herself up and carried on with optimism, in silent.

everyone has their own preference, and today i am inspired by the latter. the kind of everyday heroes who showed the world through their silent but powerful actions. this is the kind that i am inspired by and respect the most. thank you, Jenn for being an inspiration. and Happy Mothers’ Day to my own mother and all mothers i know 🙂



power of words

“Remember it is okay to speak up, and you will earn respect for doing so”.

a mentor once said this to me, and it has since become a reminder to myself.

nevertheless, to speak up is also to wield the power of words. i still that think regardless of what we speak up for, make every word count… and not because it is simply our opinion 🙂

It is up to me

Some time back I read a friend’s post about how she received feedback about her inadequacies, and she also expressed her acknowledgement of all these feedback. It is tough, and at the same time she had hoped that her audience will be more forgiving and understanding.

well at first glance, it is true that as an outsider we can be really critical and harsh. however, when i think of her episode and tried to imagine it happening to myself… i honestly have no perfect answer.

nevertheless something remains… i will assume that my audience is not mature enough to make the right judgement call, but as someone who is there to guide them, i want to be a role model for them.

each day, i want to walk in to my class with my baggage left outside the classroom. to make the promise that i will not allow them to be subjects of my emotional release.

each day, i want to walk in knowing i have given my best at that moment. regardless of how receptive they are, they can feedback to me (both the good and the bad). to make the promise to them that i will try harder and be better. not because i can, but because i have the responsibility and maturity to show them how to react to adverse circumstances.

it is a marathon, it is tiring, but it is also a choice that we must actively make to embrace all these. i make that choice for now. #harrypotterfan #yourchoicesdefineyou


better people, better person

When we meet people better than ourselves, don’t you just feel like you have to work harder and become better too? Not to compete, but just in order to not feel minute about yourself.

Maybe this is a lack of confidence thing, but maybe… acknowledging it is also a first step towards being a better version of yourself.

going back

Going back to where?

sometimes we revisit passages and moments in our lives, and realised… they are not too bad to begin with. yet as with many things they pass through the passage of time,to be outgrown, to be forgotten, only to be revisited again.

i wish to be free, a feeling that does not need me to seek for freedom nor validation from anyone, including myself. i used to be able to do that, now i think i will explore to going back to that state…