Perfectly Imperfect

The goal is not to be perfect; the goal is to be accepted for the imperfections.

Category: Memory Lane

The childhood stories, happy and sad.

I Don’t Belong

I have never really liked any festive seasons or holidays, especially the well-celebrated ones. I am beginning to enjoy my birthday because it is a private celebration, and I choose to celebrate with just one person, or a few people (separately). I used to hate my birthday, because mum invited many guests to celebrate joint birthday of my sister’s and…

the struggle to stay true to myself

[BIGGEST EVER $20 COUPON*!] SG 1 ROYAL JELLY♥ BOOST 3X RESULTS!♥ 35-DAYS UPSIZE♥ Made In AustraliaLIST.QOO10.SG I lived in Boon Lay since birth, till we moved to a new estate slightly over a decade ago. That was when Singapore was so young and developing. Residents moved from the Kampong to high-rise buildings which we call ‘Flats’, aka apartments. The British…

Myth about Honesty

People lie, all the time. The more we say this, the more we are acknowledging that this is a normal behavior, even if it defies our primary belief system when we were children. I am beginning to believe that all Aspies would embark on the same path of self-discovery, sooner or later. Sooner, if the society begins to accept Asperger’s…

the long walks | solo exploration

It is probably true to say that I desire for a soul mate, always. If not, someone who could come close to knowing who I really am. This is probably the most unreachable desire – someone who will never misunderstand me of my overly simplistic intention. There are walks in life that have to be taken alone. Each walk may…

weird and entertaining dreams | I’m with Jung on dream interpretations

I am not a fan to any particular theorist in Psychology. I must have mentioned too many times, Psychology is a relatively young discipline, and as human race continues to evolve, so is the environment, so is the technology and a bunch of other stuffs, so is the mind, so is the behavior, so should Psychology theories and diagnosis. That…

come, take a walk with me

This is probably a boring blog post for most of you, but it’s a leap over an invisibly high hurdle for me. In the recent years, I begin to grasp at ‘what’ I am, but I didn’t have a word for it. It must be a prayer answered, I reckon. I have taken multiple self-diagnosis tests on Asperger’s Syndrome. I…

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