Plans fail. Life doesn’t.

I think everyone likes to see their life as progression. We have been taught to make plans for our life. We even have something called life-planning education. Be strategic with building your profile. Be smart at marketing yourself.

Realistically speaking, yes, these are important, or else I probably wouldn’t have landed where I am now.

This blog was supposed to be partly serving such a purpose. It’s something for public display. It’s not a private diary. There’s an image to maintain. But not anymore.

It’s tiring.

Not that I’m writing things I don’t believe in – I never do this because it is a sin to prostitute one’s own words. But there are a lot other thoughts that I have not verbalised. There are aspects of me that are not to be shown publicly.



Maybe this is the seal to this blog.

Or maybe not.

I don’t want to plan now. Plans don’t mean much sometimes.



Some people are too busy making plans and forget to live the present. We are often told that investing in the future is worthwhile. Take the toil today and have a better tomorrow. Delay gratification.

But then the gratification is not promised. Or maybe it’s just not what you expected.

Plans can fail.

But life doesn’t, as long as you continue walking, even though it surprises you with a lot of complications.



Sometimes we should just be selfish. People tell me to.

But I’ve come to realise that being selfish is not a simple thing.

Because you can’t be selfish without knowing your ‘self’ first.


People also tell you to follow your heart. But could one really separate your rational mind from your ‘heart’? The heart is just an organ responsible for pumping blood anyway.

But sometimes it betrays you.



Live the moment. Listen to the heart thumping.

Meet friends. Enjoy food. Find new importance.

Start a new life with a new attitude.


New Journey

Lake Kawaguchi, Japan, 2 September 2016

This September I’m officially unemployed. Quitting a job that granted me stable income and careers prospect to pursue a PhD in a foreign country was a difficult decision which some might deem unwise. Voices, internal and external, have been warning me against such a decision.

‘You could stay and earn enough to buy a flat soon!’

‘It’s a shame to give up what you’ve established here. You could have good prospect if you stay.’

‘There’s no guarantee that you can earn as much as you do now after your PhD.’

I well understand that these are all true. Yet, I’m proud, with a mix of anxiety and excitement, to have made this decision, leaving the path of certainty and taking the one less travelled by, with the hope of seeing scenery unavailable to me previously.

This blog will be a record of my footprints on this new path, sharing my new life and thoughts as a PhD student in Glasgow.

Ten more days before I physically embark on the journey… Should start packing soon.