All his life he’s been told

He’ll be nothing when he’s old

All the kicks and all the blows

He won’t ever let it show

‘Cause he’s stronger than you know

A heart of steel starts to grow

When you’ve been fighting for it all your life

You’ve been struggling to make things right

That’s how a superhero learns to fly

(Every day, every hour

Turn the pain into power)

When you’ve been fighting for it all your life

You’ve been working every day and night

That’s how a superhero learns to fly

(Every day, every hour

Turn the pain into power)

The past week has been exceptionally trying.

I felt like a forgotten block of decaying wood; all dried up, but left with so many duties still on hand – group projects (x4), birthdays (x4) exercising/trainings, sending bro Tan to camp and back (x2), taking care of household chores, individual assignments (x2), girlfriend commitments, church, part-time job...

I just went for my first ever job interview with a huge American MNC yesterday. And to put it bluntly, it was a horrible experience.

Interviewer: “From all your past experiences, it seems to me you have and enjoy more of an interpersonal skill kinda job. So I just want to ask you, do you have an ideal job? Because take for instance, when I was an undergraduate of your age, I had this idealized role that I wanted to be in. Do you think it can be fitted through this role you are applying for?”

Truth be told, my confidence level hit rock bottom after she asked me that question. I felt as if this were the first time I am being penalized because of a strength… So progressively in the interview, I was just switching off. She explained the processes of the team, the job’s responsibilities and the culture of the company. And I just sat there with my mind in overdrive mode.

I mean, am I really...

I don’t know who to turn to.

Like in the deep inner recesses of my being, sometimes I am so confused.

And every time I go to church, it’s like an outpouring though I don’t exactly recite the prayers nor do I sing out loud. Yet, there will always come these tears. Honestly, God knows how it even started flowing??? Seriously though……… it’s actually really embarrassing.

Anyhow, I attended the Stations of the Cross tonight at my parish church and truth be told, I love it a lot. It’s a form of reflective meditation that asks you to look back on your life and how we actually nail Jesus to the cross daily by our nasty actions. (i.e. being angry to the people we meet in our lives etc.) I don’t know about you, but that hits right home for me.



Then I will constantly wonder why in my life, I am always sent to be with people who do not believe in God. Or people who just aren’t strong in their...

Have you ever been surrounded by so many people, yet feel lonely?

Have you ever screamed and shout so loud, yet feel voiceless?

Have you ever slept through the night, yet feel lethargic?

Have you ever tried your best, but it never seemed enough?

Have you ever starved yourself, yet feel bloated?

Have you ever smiled all day, yet cry all night?

Have you ever commanded, yet are powerless?

Have you ever?



It’s a crazy world.

I am so happy I took today off to just……..kinda remember I am alive.
I have been so swamped with all sorts of to-do lists; so many people’s expectations that I have to uphold. It was nice to do something for myself today. At my own time, and target. It was nice to bake and make my family happy. It was nice to pull my hair back completely and look like a potato head without giving 2 hoots.

It’s also very nice to listen to my neighbour downstairs playing the piano so gracefully and melodiously as the night breeze enters my window :‘) I guess when we finally stop and stare, this life is indeed, pretty amazing.

Shout out to my buddy @beatt92 who reads my blog relentlessly. Sometimes, you being you, is enough. Yeah?

It’s so apt. We’re in the month of March and one of my all time favorite songs by One Republic is ‘Keep Marching On’. (If you haven’t heard it before, please do YouTube it!!) Yet, the beginning of March has been such a trying moment for me.

I remember I set only one 2015 resolution for this year: To see the face of God in everyone I meet.

And BAM. I think I have failed like more than a thousand times already. It is so so so difficult sigh. The most recent issue that’s been bugging me is the likelihood of my employer not paying me my dues. I have sacrificed my sleep and time doing a lot of other things just to earn that extra keep. And not knowing whether I will get it all back makes me very unsettled. I really hope they will not be evil. And then again, if they are, am I supposed to keep to my 2015 resolution? Life’s tough, yeah?

Less than 3 months into the new year and honestly, it...

Do you believe this world is a fucked up place???

Today just reconfirmed my null hypothesis since the beginning of time. Within a short span of my 20-minute walk to Boon Keng MRT, I witnessed the ugly side of people on three separate occasions.

1) Secondary school kids who insisted on walking in 3s, taking up the entire walkway on the bridge across the canal. Such that only a single flow of direction was available. - I personally believe this is a highly selfish action and I cannot understand how some people purely don’t know how to “做人”

2) This kind working class mother in her 40s wanted to help an old man (probably in his late 60s) as he was trying to maneuver his wheelchair up a curb. He merely retorted so loud for everyone to hear, “Please go away. I don’t want your help. Go away!” - I mean honestly, he could have said it nicely, right? Like “No thank you. Have a good day...

It’s super hard, I swear.

I have never envisaged myself typing bitchy blogposts to rant about people or situations. But this is one where I feel a need to explode like a volcano brewing for years…………………

Seriously, we are all final year students already. I don’t get why there is a need to have these inefficiencies and low productiveness. Worst still, be so highly enthusiastic and caught up in our extremely slow work processes such as meetings…………………. just…….. please, just stop.

I know it is selfish of me to say I am doing 4 modules, juggling a part-time job on every other day that I don’t go to school. Am in a CCA that actually trains and engage in competitions, have a family, have a boyfriend. Have to go to Church to remember who gave me all my blessings. And then, there’s THIS FUGGIN’ GROUP WHO INSISTS ON SKYPE MEETINGS @ 11pm. With a 3-5 hour word of notice via Whatsapp. I think...

I am finally back in this space (phew).

It has been super hectic for me ever since I touched down in Changi Airport on 11 Jan 2015. No complains nor regrets changing my flight back earlier though. It’s just that the intensity of life is suddenly creeping up on me at an exponential rate and my gears are just really too rusty… Time to up your game, Cam!!

The past 3 weeks have just zoomed past me without my notice. Whoever gave it permission to?! Haha just kidding. Duh, God’s the ultimate mastermind of Time. Anyway, January is once more coming to an end and the past month has been tumultuous and bustling for me.

1. The demise of my albeit acquaintance/ordinary hi-bye friend, Andrew who now holds a special place in my memory tank
2. School life at SMU and its increasing workload
3. Aquathalon and my body’s slow response to peaking for my race next week
4. Every group of friend who realizes you are...

Here’s my take on my virgin experience living in a student residence hall where I have to worry about the smell (if any) after taking a dump, or feel obliged to style my morning-bed hair before heading to the kitchen to grab that yoghurt and morning coffee.

The Good
We always begin with good news, then we kinda have a buffer for the bad news yeah? Okay whatever, that’s my style anyway so you be cramppin’ it.

1. Meeting new friends from all walks of life
Granted, this is probably one of the best upsides of staying in a student residence hall. I mean, my neighbours are predominantly Belgians, but they’re from all over – Antwerp, Ostende, Hasselt etc. Then there’s the only other non-Belgian living a few rooms down from mine where she’s from Africa. Pretty cool ain’t it? And more interestingly are their fields of study. With a wide array of Medicine, to Biomedical Science and there’s...