The Versatile Blogger Award


The darling Kya has nominated me for the Versatile Blogger Award. Thank you my dear~

What is the Versatile Blogger Award?

When you consider nominating a fellow blogger for the Versatile Blogger Award, consider the quality of the writing, the uniqueness of the subjects covered, the level of love displayed in the words on the virtual page. Or, of course, the quality of the photographs and the level of love displayed in the taking of them.

What are the rules?

  • Thank the person who nominated you
  • Include a link to their blog
  • Tell the person who nominated you 7 facts about you
  • Select 15 blogs/bloggers that you have recently discovered or follow regularly

I apologize for not blogging regularly to my regular readers. I have been caught in a whirlwind of sorts by IG and have been updating my instagram account more regularly in terms of igpoetry and photos. Do say hello if you are following me~

I am going to cheat a little by tagging my favourite IG accounts if I don’t have sufficient bloggers to nominate.

7 facts about me
1. Okinawa is my second hometown ever since I did a homestay programme there in 2007.
2. My parents changed my name officially when I started primary school because three other students shared the same name.
3. All my siblings and I share the same birthday month.
4. I teach in preschool.
5. Languages I pretend to know includes English, Mandarin, Bahasa Indonesian, Japanese and a jot of French and Korean.
6. My family speaks hokkien; I can understand it but cannot converse in it fluently.
7. I attended an all girls school. IJ girl! :)

15 Nominated Bloggers

1. Nadine
2. Bernie
3. Tara
4. Sara
5. Bea
6. Sheril
7. Laser
8. Kiong
9. Adriel
10. Beanie

The Versatile Blogger Award

Timeless thoughts #1

So Tara & Georgie is hosting a blog link up and I thought, hey that sounds like fun! I am excited to see what everyone else has “missed” from the past and hopefully more of my fellow blogger friends to join in!

For my first nostalgic post, I think back about how Disney Princesses have impacted my life. It was a big thing in my childhood and formative years. Now that I am older, I find myself looking back on the old days and wanting to go back to it (though not as a child) but as a 26 year old.

Like every little girl (okay maybe most girls), I wanted to be a disney princess. I grew up watching disney film on video tapes, read the books in my magical box (the disney boxset had music playing every time I opened it) and wore disney dresses during my childhood days.

I do collect Disney Princess DVD/blu rays (out of nostalgic value), own some disney dresses and inspired outfits, and I am admittedly terribly fond of Disneyland and its merchandise (especially Minnie Headbows). This is what happens when I look back into the past.

My favourite disney princess is Aurora! I actually do own personalized disney stickers with my name printed on it. I also have a gorgeous disney princess 2015 calendar with quotes and disney ink art.


(My minnie mouse inspired coord)

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I cave in and got this Angelic Pretty x Disney tangled collection from Japan.
I would love to create disney inspired coordinates.

So far, I have only been to disneyland hong kong but I will definitely reach the shores of Japan and Paris! It would be a dream to hang out in disneyland with people I love!

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Let’s escape to the happiest place on earth okay?

Timeless thoughts #1


Sometimes it is easier to be honest in places you think no one is listening.
Sometimes I worry if anyone else I know will find my inner thoughts.
I miss that anonymity. I wonder if someone I know in person is able to find my personal blog (here!) and been reading it without me knowing. (I am terrified!) Social media has made it easier to stalk me.
But then again, I don’t think anyone would want to stalk me. (Why would you?)
(Should I disappear again?)

Today was not a good day.
I find my insecurities and negativity trying to come back into my life.
People around me think that I am super positive (but behind every positive person lurks negative thoughts). I have battled them long enough.

My insecurities
are eating me like a cookie
one tasty bite
at a time
leaving me incomplete
and never
My rough corners

I want to surround myself with positive and new experiences!

I need new friends! My social circle has changed a bit and I find myself missing an anchor again. When my single friends get attached, suddenly I am left adrift on the sea again. I am honestly happy for them but guess I am back to square one.



It is easier to pretend that I don’t care as long as you’re not in my mind.
Is it better to have known and cherished than not to remember a thing? A lie.
The way my heart twists at the thoughts of what we once were.
Strangers to friends and once friends and now strangers.
I rather not have known you at all.
Thank you for being the light
in my gloom
But I rather have not known you
if you were never coming back
to my arms.

*As a INFP, I do find myself imagining myself in other people’s shoes. Most of the time, I write fiction based on these emotions and imagination.

I have been neglecting my social media because my phone is dead. I am using a temporary phone for now. It just is not the same. 3 more months before I can get a new one… and I am thinking of buying the iPhone.

I miss writing.


Cupmb writing challenge – Smooth

Edit: Updated



Life comes with bumps. Like how calm seas have waves. Or finding angles between the curves. As mum always says, “you gotta take the rough with the smooth”. Though there was only so much my three year old self could recall and understand when she said that, as she took another swig of whiskey from the bottle while eating tofu. She was obsessed with it. Tofu that is. Tofu that “smoothens and whitens your skin”, she says, tofu that is “good for your health”, tofu that “keeps you slim”. Tofu, smooth as silk, as it glides down your throat. Mum just kept eating that and only that. Mum left, when I was six. The taste of bean curd left a sour taste in my mouth. It always reminded me of soggy wet toilet paper and quiet tears.

Now eighteen, eager and ready to take on the world, I packed the last of my belongings in my trusty old red suitcase. There was little that I treasured – my grandmother’s ring, an old poetry book, a camera, postcards from my friends and my stuffed bunny named Valentino. My clothes, as some people have already informed me, were from the past or in their words “like what their great great great grandmother wore”. They were not wrong in their comments. I simply get my clothes from the boxes in my attic; whenever I needed something new to wear. And although I did not know about my ancestors or relatives, they certainly loved fashion and clothes. It feels like a wonderland whenever I step into that space. It was a world forgotten where time has stopped.

I smoothen the pleats on my dress. Today, it was checkered pastel blue and white.

Cupmb writing challenge – Smooth

Waku Waku

I attended Arashi’s Waku Waku Gakkou twice and here’s a comparison on the 3 shows. 😀

Nino’s rice planting: Aiba & Yamada (Sat), Jun & Arioka (Sun 10am), Ohno & Chinen (Sun 4pm).

Ohno’s 大お茶会: Nino (Sat), Yamada (Sun 10am), Sho (Sun 4pm).

Aiba’s mochi pounding: Jun (Sat), Nino (Sun 10am), Aiba (Sun 4pm).

Secret Talk: Wish, Love So Sweet, Beautiful Days.

I also got all the fan merchandise they were selling despite planning not to do so.

Waku Waku

new magick

9. If you meet someone you find enchanting, tell him or her as sincerely and gracefully as you can. It doesn’t matter if she or he doesn’t understand.

If only I had homework like this. I’m inspired.

My head is always in the clouds. I am an impulsive shopper; following my heart and not my head.

I feel like taking up photography. As I grow older, I am looking back. I want to keep this moment.

People I’ve loved. People I could love. And everything in between. There is beauty everywhere I turn.

I wish I could remind everyone how beautiful they are in my eyes.

new magick

pearls (10 minute challenge)

When words are strung
In a pretty line
Like a necklace
Of self-worth
Your neck.
Diamonds that cut
Deep into
They glitter and shine
And there.

The autumn breeze twists into her braids; tendrils of hope, love and happy thoughts. She paints a romantic picture; a silly smile that makes her glow and a step that treads lightly on the warm and wet earth of august. She has pearls on her hair and around her neck. Her layered whites and offwhites reminds me of a fairy from the woods.

pearls (10 minute challenge)


(I absolutely love Blair’s Oscar de la renta dress. <3)

Clothes maketh the man.

Recently, I have been exploring new ways to expand and reinvent my style. Fashion or clothes has always been important to me. What we wear on a daily basis is empowering. It expresses who we are inside to the world. It gives me confidence when I wear what I love and helps to define part of my identity. I give thanks to be blessed enough where I am able to wear what I like and have enough choices in my current wardrobe (well tbh forever lost in a battle of finding enough space to put in my new purchases). And for those who have known me long enough, my style is along the lines of the romantic, cute, princess-y look. I have a dress rack filled with dresses in different colours, cute japanese fashion pieces (inspired by Lolita, Otome kei, fairy kei, mori kei etc.) and lots of skirts. I hate jeans and pants! I love anything with ribbons, polka dots, tulle and food prints. However, I realize of late, that a part of me is growing up.

I am trading my cutesy fashion into something else. I am not quite sure what it is yet but I am no longer happy with the style I used to love. In a way, I am glad. I am excited! I still dress in Lolita fashion but I know this change is good. My body has changed. I cannot wear the same things I wore 10 years ago.

Lolita fashion has been a big influence in my life. It was difficult for my parents and perhaps the world to accept it initially (I faced their disapproval and negative feedback) but it did help me grow in many ways, in particular it contributed to my self-image and confidence over the years. I was absorbed in its intricacies for more than 8 years. I’ve been obsessed with it and now I am finally in a place to let it go. Well not entirely, I still love it and dress in it regularly but it is not my main style. I am ready to retire it to the backseat.

In my current journey to find my new self, I am looking at clothes. I am devouring books about fashion, reading vogue, following fashion related instagrams and blogs in order to educate myself. There are still many things I want to explore and learn about myself such as picking up a new hobby and visiting new places. But first and foremost, I realized now how important clothing is to me. It is a clue of who I am, want to be and what I can be.

I will definitely update more on my blog on self-discovery process.