Dying is not difficult, Living is

It’s about 2am where I’m at at the moment. For those who know me, this is not normal. I’m an early sleeper, early riser. But recently, it seems like late nights have become the best times for musings. I feel like I need to get something off my chest before I go to bed tonight.  Before I stir up any cause for concern, I just … Continue reading Dying is not difficult, Living is


シンガポルと英国のみなは私のことを’Jade’とよびます。子供のころからです。でも、ここにみなは私のことを’彩ちゃん’とよびます。 Translation: Everyone in Singapore and the UK calls me ‘Jade’; since childhood I’ve been called that. But here, everyone calls me ‘Sai-chan’. It’s kinda strange, and funny at the same time, to dig up (in a way) a name that hasn’t been used for over a decade. ‘何彩群’ is my Chinese name. It was given in Cantonese (pronounced ‘Hor Choy Kwun’) by my grandfather. … Continue reading Colours

The Opposite of Being Alone? 

I woke up this morning with the thought of writing on this topic; it’s a big one, here we go! Being alone is definitely my biggest fear; not probably, definitely. And for a long time, I believed that this was going to be my ‘fate’. I’m not talking about discomfort that comes for some people when they have time alone to themselves, that I can … Continue reading The Opposite of Being Alone? 

The year I learned to celebrate my birthday

Gosh I don’t even know where to begin. I am sitting on my bedroom floor crying my eyes out as I read and listen to the birthday wishes I’ve received from different friends and family. I’m even crying over those I’ve received on Facebook; I didn’t expect those.  That’s the thing. For years I have turned off displaying my birthdate to the public on FB, … Continue reading The year I learned to celebrate my birthday