Tomorrow, I start my first day in the working world as an intern.
As I’m at this juncture, between a student and a working adult, I can’t help but reminisce about my past three years in this foreign land.
I think these three years contained some of the best and worst moments of my life.
I was going to write an ambiguous, emo tweet about the past three years, but I think a proper post does it more justice.
I started my Singapore journey with a perceived inconsequential application to SP. I was actually aiming for TP’s Law and Mangement course. In fact, I thought I was a shoe-in because of my steller O level results and the constant reassurances by the International Applications woman that I would get in.
In the interim, I applied to SP just for fun. My mum told me that I should get more experience in applying for stuff, so I did. But it really wasn’t a serious thing. I just picked what I thought sounded cool, including Biomed, Video Game Design and Aeronautical Engineering. It just so happened that I clicked on Media and Comm before any of those.
And then TP rejected me. Then I got into SP. Then I cowered in fear because I didn’t know what Media and Communication was, but had no time to find out because I got my acceptance 4 days before on-site registration closed.
I went into DMC and I loved every second of it. The course played to my intense love for communicating and creating things centered around the English language. Every new module was exhilirating for me, mainly because I was so suaku, but also because I got up every day to do something I loved doing.
Most times, I felt very lonely because my friends and family were back in Brunei. But I made new friends, experienced new things, learned about a whole different culture. And the best thing is, these friends, experiences and culture were all that of my native Singapore – something I’ve been isolated from for the majority of my life.
A large portion of this fantastic journey has to be accredited to the friends I’ve made here.
All the people I’ve met have all contributed some way or another to my Singapore Experience.
I thank God for those experiences because they’ve helped me grow and understand that life is so much more than the little inconveniences of the day-to-day. Even the bittersweet ones.
To tie this back to NCT, we say we’ll miss each other, but goodbyes are hardly an option.
We’re all but a nudge away.
Thank you, SP for the amazing memories.
They’ll always be close to my heart.


















I first found out about the moon having water through Twitter. I thought the information was interesting, but hardly ground-breaking. In all honestly, who cares about what’s happening on the moon? We’ve got enough problems down here on Earth.



