Category / Senti-Emmental


September 9, 2016 in Senti-Emmental 95 Cheesed

Today this blog turns 12 years old. For the past few years I kept preparing myself for the imminent demise of this blog but I guess… it accidentally survived yet another year. Just right before I gave birth to Sakura, I seriously considered taking a break from blogging so I can give my best to being a […]

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The Helper

March 31, 2016 in Senti-Emmental 105 Cheesed

I am taking a break from blogging and work. Or at least taking it at my own pace and not to worry about deadlines and going for meetings once I clear all my existing work. It kind of sucks because this Monkey Year is supposed to be the most prosperous for my career hahahha but […]

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December 24, 2015 in Senti-Emmental 29 Cheesed

Today we celebrate our third wedding anniversary. We spent our first anniversary in a Hakone ryokan with an extra family member in my belly. We spent the second anniversary in our little apartment in Japan, eating combini-bought Christmas cake and other assorted tapao from food market, with our 6-month old Junya. This year, we are in […]

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The things we took for granted

October 31, 2015 in Senti-Emmental 17 Cheesed

For the past few weeks i’d been feeling like i didn’t want to live anymore. Well, i didn’t want to live a life like this in Malaysia anymore, to be precise. I wanted to go back to Japan. Or any other place where there was no haze. I didn’t want to deal with it because […]

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11 years

September 9, 2015 in Senti-Emmental 116 Cheesed

Today this blog turns 11 years old. Last year i briefly thought about not being able to have posts like these anymore. But i guess it survived yet another year. I thought to myself, i have persisted something for 10 years, and even if it doesn’t work anymore, i considered it an achievement. It was […]

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Mommy Hormones

July 7, 2015 in Senti-Emmental 11 Cheesed

Few days ago i was at a wedding with the danna. After the wedding, i texted a friend: “Shit. I just cried at a wedding dinner. I am so freaking embarrassed!” “Huh why??? I cry at weddings all the time! It’s okaaaay.” “No, you don’t understand. It’s not like that.”   No, it’s not like that. […]

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