I had originally planned for this post to go up this morning but I was a bit apprehensive. What if, I thought, I spoke too soon?
I really enjoyed this talk by Wang Lee Hom, in an address to the Oxford Union.
We the undersigned are concerned Malaysians from various communities that have always respected one another since well before independence.
The photobombing uncle behind me aside, I have finally cast my vote for the 13th Malaysian General Election.
Ever since I’ve returned from completing my MA in London, I’ve been inundated by questions about my future plans – or whether I am “back for good”. My reply has always been simple: “We’ll see” to the barrage of questions, and “Good sounds so permanent” to the latter.
This morning, I bade farewell to an old friend at her KL memorial at The Canvas in Damansara Perdana.
This is a month and a half too late but my friend Jo, who kindly offered to take all the pictures on that day, only found the time amid her busy schedule to send me some photos from my graduation ceremony at the Barbican Centre in London which happened in January. Wow, long sentence. Anyway, […]
I wish that I grew up a year every year of my life, and I didn’t. – John Mayer I found a letter this morning as I was clearing my room, something I’ve been doing for the past three weeks since I returned to KL from London.