My Grey World

My mom called me at 1 AM in the morning one day. I rejected it. Who the hell picks up calls at 1 AM? However soon after she sms-ed me saying that she wished to inform me that Gong-gong (Grandpa) is in critical condition and she wanted me to check about hospitals in Singapore. And [...]

Papa, Mama, I grew up. But it hurts. So much. I want to go back to the earlier years. I want you to buy me tons of books. I want you to clap for me when I’m playing the piano, even so horribly. That was ten years ago, maybe even more, but still. I want [...]

Girls, and boys, grow up with fairytales. We were filled with positive thoughts, dreams, and hopes. And then reality hit us when we’re growing up. Things are never easy. Things are not beautiful. After tears and letdowns, sometimes there’s still no happy ending. After crying because the evil stepmom never allowed us to go to [...]

I miss you more than you can imagine When I’m lying alone on my bed in my pitch dark room, looking at the tiny indicator light of the aircon, knowing that you’re not on the other bed, singing or talking nonsense about your day. I miss you more than you can imagine When I wake [...]

Sometimes I feel that I’m always in the middle. Not good enough, but not bad either. My grades are never top grades, but they’re still adequate to keep me from being kicked out. I play piano, finished my grade 7, but I’m still not able to play Chopin’s Fantasie Impromptu. Perhaps it’s because of my [...]

Home. One word, four letters. How big is a word that can make me confused and insecure? Only a four-letter word. So which one should I call home? After 2 years in Singapore, I know I’m very comfortable living here. I miss Singapore when I’m back in Jakarta, and vice versa. But somehow I think [...]

This entry is belated (and delayed for God knows how long), but never mind. It’s been 2 years since I moved to Singapore. It’s been 2 years since I started my tertiary education in SMU. 2 years since I started my new life all over again. Without the prejudices from my high school friends. Without [...]

This post is to clarify that my previous post, Dear Bloggers, is not a response to a highly popular blogpost by Cowboy Caleb “How to be an irritating Singaporean blogger“. Probably it’s the timing that makes it inevitable that people think it is, and I have to admit that in some way or other the [...]