It’s official. I’m Pulling up Roots. Again

I’ve been rather silent for some time now. Dropped off my peak in Blog Posts in February. And that’s because, it was just after that, that once again my life changed.

After much consideration over the past few years, we had ruled out Northern Ireland, Britain, Singapore, and the rest of Malaysia for College, and it was decided I was going to study my A-levels at a local college in my state.

Then, unforeseen things happened, and in a whirlwind of the past few months, it turns out that my family will be moving nearly 700km away, to start a new life. Again.

Continue reading It’s official. I’m Pulling up Roots. Again

Advertisements

Living in a Country with 4 Spoken Languages. Any problems?

I’ve always been around many languages. Its just something I never thought twice about. I was brought up on English, and lived in Chinese, hence, I speak both English and Mandarin fluently. I also live in a majority-Malay country, and therefore am forced to pick up a teeny bit of Bahasa Melayu in order to survive. Finally, I have a pretty big handful of Indian friends who chatter about in Tamil.

Pretty Pickle ain’t it?

Continue reading Living in a Country with 4 Spoken Languages. Any problems?

Who am I? I am a Confusion of Culture.

“I am
a confusion of culture.
Uniquely me.
I think this is good
because I can
understand
the traveller, sojourner, foreigner,
the homesickeness
that comes.
I think this is also bad
because I cannot
be understood
by the person who has sown and grown in the same place.
They know not
the real meaning of homesickeness
that hits me
now and then.
Sometimes I despair of
understanding them.
I am
an island
and
a United Nations.
Who can recognize either in me
but God?”

-Alex Graham James

Goodbyes. The hurt.

A few days ago, I hopped on a plane that was going to take me thousands of kilometres back from my birthland, Britain, where I had spent 3 weeks, to my hostland, Malaysia, where I have lived for 10 of my 16 years. And on that plane, my emotions, which I have kept in check from the public eye all my life, threatened to boil over.

because,

Continue reading Goodbyes. The hurt.

Shopping in your Non-native Language – The Laughs and Frustrations

Right. So. You’re living in another country. They speak a different native language. One can’t hide forever! You have to venture outside and buy food at some point!

And such is true for me. Recently, my Mum fell and tore some muscles in her leg, hence, to cut a long story short, I have been dropped into the responsibility of grocery shopping.

So, here is my story in the first person, of how my brother and I, a pair of teens– went shopping.

Continue reading Shopping in your Non-native Language – The Laughs and Frustrations

Beating 1.5k People – To get 2nd in the Largest Cycling Event in Malaysian History

I’m so excited right now, there’s no way I’ll keep my ‘final line’ in till the end of this post. So, here it is!

I just beat, one thousand, five hundred people, in a 20-kilometre cycling sprint, in the largest ever cycling event in Malaysian History, to get 2nd Place. 

*squeals with delight*

Continue reading Beating 1.5k People – To get 2nd in the Largest Cycling Event in Malaysian History