The big move.

I know this must have come across as a pretty big surprise to most of you, because I kept it under wraps for so long, but I moved from my big and bustling city of Kuala Lumpur to the smaller but infinitely wilder Gold Coast.

I boarded that plane alone, my friends waving madly at me, all of us tearing up at the prospect of not being able to see each other for months on end. I was terrified, excited, completely confused by the decision I had made to move to another country (hell, another damn continent!).

But fortunately, it's been good so far.

Maybe one of these days I'll write a post on what it's like moving from one country to another for studies and what it's like as well as what one should expect.

In the meantime, if anyone has been concerned by my lack of updates, just know that I'm well and happy.

To: you, though you may not know it.

I have a series of letters that I write now and then in an online journal, sealed with a password. Having a slight flair for drama, I've named this series: Letters to My Soulmate.

In complete defiance of my non-belief in soulmates and suchlike, it's almost ridiculous that that is what I have named a collection of, at current count, 64 letters - spanning from hundreds of words, sometimes thousands, and right down to a few sentences.

What do these letters contain?

Nothing, and yet also everything. Minute descriptions of my day, my emotional health, vague inclusions of the important things that I have been discovering about myself... I've been making a semi-forced attempt at baring my soul and there is more than a little intimacy that has resulted in some tear tracked posts searing across the screen that I type on.

But why?

I have no idea. Something in me is a hopeless romantic through and through, and as much as I hate that, it's a part of me that I can't suppress.

I'm really hoping that one day I meet someone who I can deem worthy of handing the password to the online journal to, but that's some years away considering that right now I have to focus on my studies.

Wishful thinking, though.

Trans girls and PMS.

I was talking to a trans girl friend and she was mentioning her period (yes, trans girls get periods - minus the bleeding) and we realised that there wasn't enough information on trans girl periods and their symptoms, as well as how PMS affects them.

This led to us realising that we should probably track her symptoms everyday over one period cycle and get a bunch of trans girls together who are willing to talk about the hormones that they are on, and will allow me to track how they feel over a menstrual cycle. Hopefully, this will lead to an article that I can write that will raise awareness on menstruation for trans ladies.

So if anyone knows a trans girl who is willing to talk to me (no intrusive questions, confidentiality guaranteed, and I promise to be respectful), do send them my way!

Another thing: I've just recently signed up to be a curator for @twt_LGBT, so hopefully I get to curate for them! I've already planned out some of the issues I'd like to discuss - trans issues (which I got a trans girl friend to help me with so I can approach the topic as respectfully as possible), the difference between bisexuality and pansexuality as well as bi-erasure, and intersectionality within the LGBT community.