For a big part of my life, like 90 percent ever since I was able to evaluate my values, I’ve (almost) always gone to bed with this haunting feeling of regrets. The Collins Dictionary defines the word regret as this: Regret is a feeling of sadness or disappointment, which is

16 August 2020 It’s been decades since my last laptop, and since the daily routine of clicking the keyboard keys. Life has changed tremendously, physically, socially, and all other aspects that you can mention. Today I start to write again. I bet it won’t be easy to pick up anRead More

I remember vividly a period of time, when I was very much broken hearted – even shattered, and one of my close friends kept asking me this “how are you” question.   It’s not easy to answer a “how are you” question when you’re not very sure on how you

It’s a silent song, a silent beautiful songThough the music was loud when I got to look into your eyesWas it you or were it usBecause a simple smile seemed just enoughTo build what was sweet and mild Tonight the memories unrollAnd the music is again played in my eardrumsPictures

I must have been a pathetic woman. I was once being upset to my sister because she said I was pathetic (in my love life to be precised), and here I am, couldn’t agree more, I am pathetic.   I’ve spent two days lying on my bed trying to calm

God, I want to ask You, WHY?But I know it’s an unfaithful questionSo now I come to ask You, WHAT?And please tell me, HOW?So I can understand Your will,And not questioning Your loveAnd in between I know how to please Your heart. Please tell me, GodBecause I’m dreadfully scaredAs I’m

Sometimes I wishTo go back to the daysWhen I was still my Daddy’s little girlGiggling uncontrollably in his embrace Sometimes I wishTo go back to the daysWhen I was still my Mommy’s little daughterSleeping with my head on her lap,Thinking there’s nothing in this world could worry me Sometimes I

Oh mine, I feel heavy. I am heavy. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. I’ve been gaining weight since the end of 2008 – OK, this is the time to stop blaming my AD trip to cause this weight problem. But somehow it’s true, it started there and I couldn’t seem to stop

I just received a call yesterday from my church choir coordinator (err, what’s your position actually, Angky?) He asked me whether I can join the Monday practice – means joining ROS (Reformed Oratorio Society). I almost forgot to breath and started to giggle (my famous reaction whenever I get nervous).