About

I just completed my BBA at the National University of Singapore with a major in Finance. I enjoy what I study. Therefore, school was enjoyable and mostly bearable for me. I think I’m a biased bookworm. I love reading and studying only what I enjoy. I love the idea of learning because I believe that knowledge is power. Everyday, I hope to learn something new.

I resided in campus for the entire 3 years in university. Being a part of Kent Ridge Hall and a part of a wonderful cheerleading team, KR Steppers, was a great privilege and joy. It made my education a wholesome one.

This is an extract from my diary, written when I was a kid, but I’ve made some edits here and there where appropriate:

“I think I am easily entertained. I love listening to people’s silly jokes. I laugh at them even if it isn’t funny. However, I admit that I am bad at telling jokes. Somehow, funny jokes are not funny when I tell them.

I believe I have a very decent temper. Although I get whiny and impatient easily, I do not erupt. I’m usually nice, except that I may be really naggy, especially when I find that people do not understand me. I am shy but yet outgoing, soft spoken (sometimes) but yet talkative.

I do really wierd things when I’m sad. I eat moderately most of the times, but I’m greedy. I usually stuff myself till I feel like puking before I stop. I’m getting increasingly health-conscious but I’m too lazy to exercise. I usually push my limits. I’m highly tolerant to pain. I believe I’m strong.

I like pink and I really do not care if people think it’s bimbotic or girly. I wouldn’t consider myself girly, neither would i reckon that I’m tom-boyish. I’m in between. I avoid wearing skirts because I like to sit with my legs crossed or hugged to my body. I do not care about messy hair or the way I look. I do not wash my face if I wake up late. I rush for lectures in what I wear to sleep. I love being skinny because it makes me fit into any clothes easily. I love shopping, even if it is window shopping. I told my mom that if the house catches on fire, the first thing i’ll salvage is my wardrobe (all my clothes in there are so precious to me!)

If you throw me into an island without people, I think the longest I can last (without any means of communication) is probably just 1 day. My friends are important to me. I have a bestfriend, but she is in Vancouver. She’s probably the best thing that has happened to me. I have a bestie, who is always there to catch my back and I really believe he is God-sent. I have a whole big group of very good friends that are always there for me, and I treasure each and every one of them a lot.

I see goodness in people, even in people I hate. I hate the term “social butterfly” but people always call me that. I make friends quickly, but I don’t make close friends easily. I’m easy to please but hard to satisy (really really hard). I’m also, one of the most difficult people to spring a surprise. People usually say I contradict myself, but I always understand what I’m talking about. And I love it that I do.

I’m more than all the glitz and glamour. I’m more than the “beauty queen” or whatever they call it.
I always think I’m special. I’m princess material. You can mock me for believing that. But this is my right.”

10 thoughts on “About

  1. Hi Melissa,

    We love your sunshine look! Would like to find out if you still do reviews for blogshops? Could you reply us with yr rates?

    Hope to hear from you soon!!
    Love,
    Siyun & Tracy

  2. Hi Melissa, am setting up a new Blogshop and would like to check if you’re interested in modeling for me. Please kindly reply me your rate and schedule.

    Many thanks! (:
    Pris

  3. Hi Melissa,

    Very nice write-up and I wish I had your maturity and self-awareness when I was your age.

    Anyway, just fyi on the misspelling on “satisfy” in your sentence “I’m easy to please but hard to satisy (really really hard).”

    Have a great life ahead :)

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