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10 things only girls who grew up with boys will understand.

Three brothers. Eight male cousins. A rowdy but good-natured childhood.

« You’re surrounded by boys. » »You’re a tomboy. » « You play with Hotwheels instead of Barbies. » « You dress like your dad. »

Growing up in a family full of boys, people would always tell me stuff like this almost every day. I have two sisters but they were the girly-girl types who played with Barbie and dress-up games, whereas I spent most of my childhood wrestling with my three brothers and eight male cousins, or playing Mortal Kombat on the PS2 with them.

In all honesty, growing up with guys is one of the best things in life I could ever imagine. Now that we’re all grown up and some already have a family of their own, and others will soon build one (eek), it’s a blessing to have grown up with people I know would never turn their backs on me. It’s a bloody privilege and I’m forever grateful.

1. Never turn down a challenge



Boys are competitive. If a challenge surfaces and they smell it, they grab it without hesitation. Saying no to a game in front of my brothers and cousins brings humiliation to their « manliness » so defying to any sort of challenge is not an option. It was like living with the Mafia.

2.  Make-up? What make-up?

The first time you put make-up on was like trying to navigate your way out of a remote planet. You wondered what the eye-liner or mascara was for. You then realized that kicking a ball around was much better than trying to look like Sara with no H ‘coz H’s are EW!


3. You hated putting on a dress or a skirt.

Dresses and skirts were a bane to my existence. No matter how much I cried, begged and pleaded, my mum and aunties would always run after me and try squeeze me into Zara dresses. Mind you, they were absolutely gorgeous clothes but I always got jealous whenever I saw my brothers and cousins wearing jeans or shorts.


4. Because over sized tops and jogging pants and a baseball hat were all much better.

Your wardrobe consists of second-hand over-sized tops and shorts because they go perfectly well with your pig tails, or sometimes sweaty, unruly hair.


5. No other boys allowed

The first time I mentioned a guy’s name, this was their reaction:

26-signs-you-have-overprotective-parents08This photo goes out to my cousin who knows who my former and present crush(es) are.

6. Bruises were better than Barbies.

Bruises were among the things I enjoyed getting as a child. We had this saying that if you had a massive one on your forehead, « you’re in, mate. » NOW POUND IT!


7. There is always food fight on the table

Boys eat like there’s literally no tomorrow. Dinner always results in a food brawl because your brother ate your chicken wings and your cousin drank your milkshakes and you’re left with nothing but seafood salad.


8. You never learned to walk in high-heels.

At 20, I still struggle to walk straight on a pair of heels. That’s why whenever my friends and I go shoe-shopping, I always opt for the flat ones and only try putting on heels when I’m alone in my room because, well… the photo below says it all.


9.Over-protective brothers/cousins are annoying.

Sometimes, they are worse than your own parents but I love that. If something happens to you, they’ll immediately text you and ask you your whereabouts. They’ll give you advice about boys and their perspectives towards love and romance.


10. Still, there are no other set of people you would rather live with.

Because nobody understands you but them.






With your smile

With your smile,

I see life in pink.

With your smile,

I feel like I could sink,

Down into the depths of infatuation.

Foolish as it may sound,

But with your smile,

I think my light is found.


With your smile,

Everything feels light,

Though I may not know you,

But boy, you make me feel alright.

With your smile,

I feel like I could taste its freshness,

With your smile,

You leave me breathless.


With your smile,

The sun and the moon bind as one,

But with your smile,

It’s now over and gone.

For your smile,

Only exists when I close my eyes,

And fall into the deep, right where it lies.



Express Life

Back on track

After a 5-month hiatus, I’m back on expressing life again.

2016, the last year of my student life. It’s a little melancholic to think that soon the prospects of essay-writing, presentations, pitches, group assignments and all that jazz will be gone – not that I fully enjoyed doing them. But these things have been a great part of my student life, alongside the friends and people I’ve met throughout this journey.

Despite all the sleepless winter nights, that time when a Journalism paper made me teary because well, I failed it (come on, we’ve all been down that road once), that time when a 3-minute radio drama took all my happy meals away from me, and all other Uni assignments that took away my ability to keep my eyes open during lectures, to think straight while on exam and my ability to go out and grab a lunch with a friend or two – I have to say that they were all worth it and they really did shape me to the person I am as of writing this, and all have equipped me with knowledge, experience and more abilities as I tackle these last few hurdles in the field of Communications.

Thus, it’s exhilarating to think that in just 8 months’ time, I will be receiving that one piece of paper that all students have been dreaming of. That paper that could get you anywhere in the world, if you just believe in yourself and know that you can do anything with God by your side. The thoughts of embarking on new adventures, meeting new people, seeing new places, knowing yourself and becoming the person you dreamed of give me excitement, optimism and hope in this world.

I know things may not come well in my way but just like in any ordinary life, it’s okay to feel sad and down at times because when you reached rock bottom, the only way out is to climb back up.




I promise

The melodic sound of the salty waves as they lapped into the shore,

Does nothing but soothe and calm our hungry souls.

You took my hand and I took yours,

As we carelessly go for a stroll.

Feeling the warmth and electricity you give me,

Run through my veins and up my spine,

Through the butterflies fluttering inside me,

And up to my willing lips, oh so fine.

You said, Imagine a person standing before us,

Looking and marveling at the view – nay, a wonderful view,

You and I, love, we are a must.

Somebody up there is making a plan for me and you.

Like the gazing moon, oh what an ethereal life it would be,

But, darling, you must wait for the right tide,

For you deserve the absolute best, my honey,

Sleep tight and soon I’ll be by your side.

I promise.