Personal Experiences
A Tang of Qi Wen
One of the big reasons I write week in and week out, aside from erecting weekly creative challenges for myself to overcome, is because it
When my education began
It wasn’t until I was permitted and encouraged to think for myself that my education truly began. So, my formal education actually began in college
Abandoning the First
During my time at Bristol University, the first year’s result didn’t count towards the final result. All we had to do was pass. Naturally, I
The Toilet Paper Audit
In my second year of university, I shared a narrow five-bedroom house with four others at High Kingsdown, Bristol. It had a council housing vibe
Observations From a Room with an Unchanging View
Any advocacy trainer in Malaysia of my vintage (circa 2011) will know the case of Abdul Rashid v Kenneth Chan.
The Things I Do to Jump Out of a Plane
As an only child with a typical Chinese mom for a mother with a low tolerance for risk, sees certainty in the remotest chance of
Don’t Judge a Book by Its Cover
I read some books many years after I bought them and wish I had read them sooner. One of them is John Williams's novel Stoner.
Stop all the clocks
The death of someone I know and who is significant to me never fails to sober me up from the relentless rush and multitude of
How I Came to Read
When it comes to entertainment, reading is my first choice over watching, listening, or any other activity.
