For we must all learn to howl.

An old “friend” of mine recognised my mum and I today, while we were on the way home from a very brief shopping trip (I needed to get a gift for a dear friend of mine, whose birthday is coming up very very soon). I call her a “friend” and not a friend because she was a mate of mine in the same student care centre when we were in primary school. We weren’t exactly close, only sticking together because we were the only ones of the same age. It’s a survival instinct, you know? Strength in numbers and all that. If you don’t get it then you probably never will, that’s okay. Anyway, her name was Ting Yin. She struck up a very enthusiastic conversation with my mum (known to us as Ms Nancy when she was our teacher and guardian in the student care), talking about her school (she’s starting her second year in Singapore Polytechnic next week) and her job and her family… And for some reason, I felt somewhat defensive towards her, like she was some enemy. I had no reason to be hostile, I ...

Classics. Childhood memories that I fondly look back on. These are some of my favourite Disney movies that I have.

According to Tish, I'm too nice. I apologise too much. I don't know about the whole "too nice" thing, because I really don't think I'm all that nice. It's just convenient for me that people seem to think I'm a nice person, for reasons I don't understand. I try telling people that I'm really not that nice, but they keep insisting that no, I'm a perfectly nice person. I'm so nice to everyone. Well, if you say so. I'll agree with the "apologising too much" thing though. I do apologise too much. I apologise for things that are my fault, and for things that aren't. And even though I know that it isn't my fault and I have no reason or need to apologise, I still do. I guess it's like a safety blanket - if I apologise, I'm saying sorry in advance for anything I might be blamed for. I apologised when someone made a mistake. I apologised when people mistreated me, when they treated me like dirt....

I know Disney’s films are flawed and biased and skewed towards always showing a happily ever after where the girl meets her prince charming and they fall madly in love with each other and then marry and live long and prosper and all that. I know that what they show isn't accurate. I don’t really think it’s meant to be, because in my opinion all they’re trying to do is give children a happy childhood they can look back on in the future and smile about. In my opinion, they’re trying to give children a safe place to run back to when they grow up and see too much of the world and want to be 6 years old again, just for a short while. So even though I read conspiracy stories about Disney and those essays discussing the stories used in Disney films and how they’re completely inaccurate, I also remember that even though I don’t always agree with Disney’s portrayals of characters (I never really like how weak the girls always seem to be), they’re still a very important part of ...

All she wanted was to be happy.