#OOTD: Ripped Jeans and Mustard Dreams

Tried a little colourful destruction today!

tank top

jacket jeans

 Inherited this mustard-yellow hoodie from either my mum or my dad – it’s probably older than me!

Ripped boyfriend jeans thrifted; maybe one day I’ll have a boyfriend whose jeans I could steal. #somedaymyprincewillcome



This adorable pouch a Christmas gift from my uncle!

Photos by Yun Rong.


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Photos from this post and previous posts can be found here.

School has been hectic recently and I’ve been having sleepless nights – due to stress or something else, I don’t know. Add to that a few (okay, quite a number of) bumps in my personal life and my life could’ve been a living hell. However, friends in whom I didn’t have much faith stepped up and really made me feel okay at times. I’m forever grateful for them.

Half a year gone and it’s proving to be a dramatic one. I’ve felt such highs and lows that the time seems too long and too short for what it actually was. They weren’t kidding when they warned us: Year Two is the hardest year in poly. What I wasn’t prepared for, though, was the the ramifications of it on my personal life. I thought I was okay at keeping work and personal issues separate, but when you’re so tired you’re function on a stripped-down version of your sanity, logic takes a backseat in the manic rush to complete assignments, attend co-curricular activities and maintain what little there is left of your social life. I’m surprised I still have friends, considering how horrible a person I’ve become on some days throughout this term. Two more weeks, and we might get to sleep in for a few days before rejoining the rat race for a piece of paper that won’t guarantee a job, much less success in the working world.

Does what I’m writing make sense?

I feel a little like dirty dishes waiting to be washed; a metamorphosis is coming, and I only hope I’ll remain intact at the end.


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