Keep dreaming, it's the only way to go

Just got back from my Rishikesh, India trip (15th - 22nd Dec) and it was so chaotic! Even though it was only 8 days (6 days actually since 2 days were spent on the road/air) but soooo many things happened like some drama serial lol...But I guess that will be for another day since the chaos prompted me to make a travel checklist and this shall be the post. Because I have never been so disorganized in my life so I need to make a list so that the next time I travel I can just refer to this list. Main Concept Travel light, 1 small check-in & 2 hand-carry baggage (for 2 adults & 1 baby) 6 degC, dry climate Does not include what is worn on day 0 Day 0 attire: undies + thermal wear + long pants + jumper + outer jacket; socks + covered shoes Day 0 baby attire: thermal wear; socks (shoes just drop off); diapers No baby food because I was bfeeding Clothes Undies x 1 (because I could wash my clothes there) Sleepwear x 1 Outside clothes x 1 set (I wanted to buy new clothes too) [Make sure ...

Been feeling quite a bit of a "quarter-life crisis" lately so I'm here to regurgitate/purge my emotions. It's really a good form of treatment man. People need to pen down their depressive or stressful thoughts more often, like get it out of their system and issues honestly feel much smaller when they're put into words/made tangible instead of just floating around in our minds. Our minds can be as huge as the universe, and it's so powerful that it magnifies our issues by a gazillion times. So like a lot of other humans, I too compare myself to others. It's unavoidable. At age 28, I see others who are about my age and have their stuff nicely organized. I'm talking about their homes, their kitchens, their ig profiles, their businesses, their journals etc. But I feel so lacking in these aspects. I sort of have a good enough eye for aesthetics, but I can't really create. It's easy to say oh this is nice that is nice, but to actually make or put toge...

Writing this to educate others on the techniques these highly organized scammers conduct their schemes. So a few weeks ago some dude wished me "Happy Mother's Day" on Instagram and we started chatting (I do chat with random strangers if I find them interesting.) I noticed he invested in bitcoin so I asked him about it. Then from there he started to tell me how he was so rich and a CEO of an investment company at the age of 32. I told him I was interested to learn how to draw trend lines etc and he said he would teach me. (Of course most people wouldn't teach strangers online for nothing, but I just continued to chat and see what it would lead to. Have an open mind right?)  So he asked me to add him on Whatsapp but I said no because I only used Whatsapp for work. Then I asked him to add me on telegram instead. On telegram he started to teach me about trading using bilaxy. For some odd reason he kept wanting me to deposit money into it so that I could learn to trade in ...

So while everyone who is vaxed was using their Singapore Rediscover Vouchers enjoying staycations (and going overseas via VTL) during COVID, me the unvaxed could only stay at home. I guess I'm lucky that I am quite the zhai 宅 type so I wasn't really psychologically affected by it. #piscespersonality perhaps? But on top of that, my hubs is a really good homemaker. My room configuration has probably already changed 3 or 4 times... The living room has changed umpteen times already because the furniture is more minimal and less heavy. But when my hubs first suggested moving our queen-sized STORAGE bed which is already full of stuff, I thought he was nuts. And it's so troublesome! But somehow the hubs is not afraid of trouble. Maybe because he has the strength to do it and he is motivated by how the new arrangement would look like so one day when I was feeling upset, he rearranged our room when I was still at work to surprise me. (He believes that having a clean house would make...

I love this stage of life that I'm at currently. Sort of working a little, but mainly staying at home, cooking and taking care of my 4 week old, watching him grow and learning more about him, and playing music and talking to him because it's good for his brain development. On the side I'm also watching educational videos (that may or may not help with my work - includes Russia/Ukraine conflict), doing some admin for Elemit Yoga, and doing my part-time studies, and also some miscellaneous stuff. Yes it's quite a lot, but today I'm feeling kinda unproductive due to procrastination. I had been putting off my assignment for 2 days, and even though I completed it today, I did so only at 2+am. And for some reason I am still not sleeping since I'm writing this. Sleep is important to me and I feel quite bummed that I'm not sleeping on time today because I delayed the completion of my assignment. The procrastination delays everything. Tomorrow is going to start later...

Love is a paradox,  for they call you an idiot.  For they say you are lazy.  For they leave you all alone at night.  For they fail to listen.  For they don't believe when you say it hurts.  For you risk your life.  For you clean up their mess.  For they hinder your freedom.  For they lose their patience and keys and cards.  For they think they deserve everything you've ever given.  For the relationship I have with my cat is not love, it's just happiness. One sided happiness, as long as I feed them and stroke them. 

 I've been having trouble waking up and getting through my days recently, so much so that I felt today I must really pen my thoughts down because in the past when I felt demoralised or demotivated, writing all that crap down really helps me put things in perspective. Like when it's all still in your head, the issues in your life seem humongous, but once it's in ink, everything just seems smaller and more manageable. I think it's a cumulation of events that lead up to me feeling like this, but it started off with my eczema flaring up on both index fingers. I haven't had to deal with eczema for a long time because I have been rather careful with my diet. Every time when I realise that I'm eating more junk, I quickly cut down and spam smoothies and anti-inflammatory foods. Sometimes I don't get flare ups when I do this, sometimes I get minor flares. But for some reason this time the bubbles on my fingers were just not calming down as fast as I would like them t...