Growing up, I was as blur as I looked in my baby pictures. Confused, in a daze, curious but at the same time, couldn’t be bothered if I didn’t like it. Getting mistaken as a boy when I was about 4 to 5 years old never occurred to me until I was 10, my love for sports was at an all time low. The only thing that mattered to me was playing outside anytime I wanted and TV. Nothing could separate me from that big black box of pictures. I was practically glued to that thing.

From the ages 6 till 13, I was just going through the motions of what I was told to do. I didn’t even know I was allowed to like and try things out. I had the mindset if I liked something, I can just look at it and move on. Never did it occur to me should I have told my parents and ask them to let me try. So far, I’ve lived my childhood years never really knowing because I wasn’t curious enough. I only found out I liked sports when I was 14, at that age I still felt not curious enough, however, I definitely paid more attention in school, which I consider as an achievement.

Moving on towards my teenage years, due to my sudden interest in sports, I was definitely more active and most of my focus diverged to sports for that time period. Even though, I had heart, I still felt like I lacked in something else, which made me insecure for a long time. Up to this day I still can’t seem to figure out that missing link. Perhaps you had it figured out before I could say it, it’s no surprise to me, considering I am a slow learner. It was difficult for me in the first place when I started school, but luckily, I eventually found my flow.

Fast forward to my late teens, early twenties, I had faced difficulties any youth would go through. Identify crisis, personality crisis, still in a state of confusion every now and then. But going through all that, I only had my mother’s words in mind: complete your studies first. Very typical Asian mother, right? All jokes aside, my mother has always been supportive of whatever I want to do with my life, not just career wise. But the number one thing she would always remind me is to complete my studies. Think the reason is pretty obvious in itself, right?

Being a late bloomer or a slow student, I somehow manage to outgrow my insecure-self and be less comparative of others and to really try to be curious again and explore more, try more, take more risks and just be less afraid of trying. Getting involved in a field which I never thought I would find myself getting into has really broaden my career opportunities as well as spark some new interests, but that will never take away my love for performing.