So, earlier this year I said I wanted this to be a year for me. Or a year of me. I still can’t decide which way that should go. But essentially, I wanted this year to be the year I put myself in focus – what I want, what I like, and what I care about. Silly me thought this would be like flipping a switch – one that alternates between “others” and “me”.

Welcome to a routine post on my blog – with a format of outlining the good, bad and the okay from the past year also becoming routine! So! 33 – I am inching towards middle-age, or at least, mid-thirties which sounds so serious and so formal. And then there’s me, booking tickets for Moana 2 the minute they go on sale.

I have not made any blog posts about my blog turning a specific age since it was 4! Where has the time gone! And WHY have I not written anything to commemorate these years?? Anyway, I remember being in awe that my blog was 4 when I wrote that but this year, I’m blown away. So, cue seven by Taylor Swift, and let’s have a chat about what a year of firsts this has been!

Oh, hey! So, did you hear? I wrote a whole book and self-published it!
I wrote a whole post some time ago, telling you about my hopes and dreams of writing a book, the various concepts I got into and how I landed on the concept for Single & Ready for an Arranged Marriage. And now, I want to tell you all about the actual writing process.

A couple of days ago, I Googled myself. Just to see what comes up. The top result was my blog with some specific links Google thought most relevant for me.

Oh hi! Happy new year!! *cue confetti* We are about ten days in, how has your 2024 been so far!

2023! What a year it has been and then some! My “Hello 2023!” post seems so hilarious to me right now considering I wrote at length about wanting a safe year

Anddd another pandemic year has flown by just like that! I don't know if it's all the vaccines, the virus starting to admit defeat, human resilience and adaptability, or perhaps human indifference at this point

Anddd another pandemic year has flown by just like that! I don't know if it's all the vaccines, the virus starting to admit defeat, human resilience and adaptability, or perhaps human indifference at this point

31 folks! I am THIRTY. ONE. It feels sooo foreign to say. Much like my earlier posts, I don’t know if this dissonance comes from how I simply don’t look like I’m in my thirties.

Oh, hello! You’re done reading part 1 and you’re here for Part 2 and essentially, more tea about me and my life? Well then, welcome and please get comfy as this is going to be another LONG read!