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A lazy workaholic who is constantly in search of answers to mind-boggling questions.

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The book is finally out!

Here's a line:

Amidst her chant, she mumbles under her breath some noises that sound like self-directed arguments where she can find no answers to as she spirals into a dark pit of trepidation and angst. Her anxieties have never been clinically diagnosed but are plain to see. Her chronic compulsions have blistered her palms and fingers; they are almost always wrinkly from endless washing. In thirty minutes, her chore is complete and she meticulously hangs her clothes piece by piece, flatly on a rack to dry under the sun.

Read it here: https://online.fliphtml5.com/edwlz/fqkb/

Kindle:

Hwa, a late bloomer. eBook : Mok, Chloe: Amazon.com.au: Kindle Store

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2025.

No big resolutions. Just wanna be happy, and definitely happier:)

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Compliments.

I'm not immune to them. For years, I chalked it up to some stupendous overconfidence or sheer arrogance that words could never faze me but this year has taught me something new about myself.

It wasn't about compliments in general, it's about the what the compliment is about.

This year I published my book despite a lot of hesitance. It was and still is a major insecurity to publicise my writing. I finally did it for the sake of my grandmother but I've been really anxious for every new person who reads the book.

That's when I realise how compliments work as validations that I desperately need.

Happy to be learning new things about myself every year.

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As I look back at the years of my life. I realised that I'm just beyond grateful for all the opportunities I've had in my life. Dance, music, arts, fashion, business, motherhood and career.

What a beautiful life 😍

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2024

I'm grateful it's coming to an end. More grateful that I am given the opportunity to be happier.

I started writing end 2023 and I'm happy the paperbacks finally arrived today! Other than that, work in most of 2024 is downright awful.

I won't give much details other than the fact that there's an narcissistic asshole who likes yelling at me for sport every Tuesday. Today, in a new workplace, I had to unlearn the caution I've unfortunately cultivated in an unhealthy work environment. The stress that asshole has given me a lifetime of distaste.

So here I am, 2025 is gonna be awesome.

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Available now on Kindle yay!

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Hwa, a late bloomer. - Kindle edition by Mok, Chloe. Download it once and read it on your Kindle device, PC, phones or tablets. Use features

It's available on Kindle now! #HwaALateBloomer

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I read and write three languages.

That's common as a Malaysian Chinese, seriously. I could probably squeeze in one more dialect and make that total number 4, that's if you can keep an eye closed on my terrible pronunciation.

In the face of my daughter singing Spanish songs and me realising that my on-and-off Duolingo lessons over the years have equipped me with more than scraping by. When in Spain, I've gotten local recommendations and help in broken Spanish. I think I'm starting to get acquainted with a 5th language. Look, that's pretty bonkers.

I'd still say that Spanish is not going to be difficult to learn since it's largely similar to English, my first language.

Now, what I'm trying to say, is that it's really bonkers. I find myself thinking in so many different languages and some scenarios can only be aptly described in one. And how I jumble up Malay and Spanish all the time because the structure is similar.

Yes my brain is mushed.

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Cat's out of the bag. Then again, nobody is looking for the cat lol.

I wrote a book about my late grandmother.

It is utterly terrifying to have people consume my writing to the extent that I'm cringing so hard at the thought of squinting eyes and potentially a half raised eyebrow.

If I choose shying away, then I'd lose the chance to tell her story. A tragic one at that.

I gotta stay strong and trust that the story will carry itself and forget about my pride.

I don't know yet how am I going to publish the book, but for now, my beta readers will be part of my last round of edits before I have the final manuscript.

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Bruised knee.

The inability to "bend the knee" has decidedly made me Queen.

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Blame fairy tales

We were only kids

Can't do anything right

Thought it was love

But it was just chains

Came with a whole lot of pain

People say you'll know when it's love

But how the fuck would we know what is love

People say love is letting go

Is that how we all learn to grow?

Young and stupid

Hopeless romantics

We thought that was it

You broke my heart

For the very first time

It would break many more times

Those tears I shed

I wish I didn’t

I wish I saved it for myself

I wish you've found her

To give you what I couldn't

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Amidst her chant, she mumbles under her breath some noises that sound like self-directed arguments where she can find no answers to as she spirals into a bottomless pit of trepidation and angst.

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That single strand of white is proof that we're really, really growing old together :)

It's not Valentines Day, nobody's birthdays and not even anniversaries. I just wanted to say that I love you Mr J. More than your bones can fathom, more than your eyes can sense.

You irritate me every day, and there is never a day that passes without me rolling my eyes all the way to the back then back at you. I'll still love you. Each day, more even. It's annoying, really, but you truly are the most extraordinary, beautiful human being.

Thank you for loving me too.

Most of all, thank you for letting me be me. Everything I was, am and will be, or at least want to be. You make it so easy to love you and I can't finish counting my lucky stars.

The day you waltzed into my life, I knew I was ruined. Forever, it would seem.

I love you Mr J so you better don't forget that when I leave my dishes unwashed again.

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God, tell us the reason

Youth is wasted on the young

It's hunting season

And the lambs are on the run

Searching for meaning

But are we all lost stars

Try to light up the dark?

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Unsettled.

Just you know, a pile of emotions I have no time to unpack or sort through. So in a pile, I'll settle in.

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Sewing.

One hobby I no longer have time to indulge in.

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Ok you guessed it.

My new year resolution is to be more myself and less cool.