All posts tagged: real world

Tested Tricks on Tackling Writer’s Block

Originally posted on The Musing Quill:
Whether writer’s block is real or not – totally depends on what you believe. Here was the article that debated what a writer thinks about writer’s block and it gained much popularity amongst readers back in December last year. I believe, that there are such stretches of time when you strive to scribe. Motivation plays a paltry role. It feels as though the pool of imagination inside you has dried out and you are merely scraping the bottom to no fruition. That may or may not be writer’s block or call it by any name you fancy, the fact remains that when the storm comes, we need not give in or seek escape. Tonight, thus, we talk of possible effective ways of tackling writer’s block. In my journey so far, I have always learnt new things and have gladly shared them with the writing fraternity through my blogs. But as a writer, where do I get my motivation? How do I look deeper into my perspectives? I realised, even…

Is A Degree A Must In This Time And Age?

Originally posted on MiddleMe:
Recently, my husband panicked over the rising cost of university education in Singapore. Partly because he has been reading unsolicited advice by insurance companies, trying to scare him into parting a portion of his salary to invest in some kind of long-term investment plan. Partly because he loves our 1-year-old daughter and want to be able to provide the best education for her. Not uncommon that parents will want the best for their child. But I disagree in scaring yourself silly for something that is unknown in future. Sure, I would want her to arm herself with the best but what if, the best for her is not through a paper qualification? There seem to be too many examples of people who are successful and happy are those not pursuing a degree. David Geffen of Geffen Records and Dreamworks is one of the many, not to mention Steve Jobs, Richard Branson and Bill Gates. Closer to home, we have Creative’s Sim Wong Hoo, Royston Tan, Lawrence Leow of Crescendas Group and…

Knick Knacks From My Trip to New York

Originally posted on Hunida's Blog:
Fettuccine Gummi in Watermelon & Puchao in Strawberry Red Dragon Mug w/ Lid Chopsticks Items Purchased at: Pearl River Mart in Chelsea Market Address: 75 9th Avenue, New York, New York 10011 Trincheras – 70% Dark Chocolate from Venezuela Item Purchased at: The Meadow in Greenwich Village Address: 523 Hudson Street, New York, New York 10014 Two T-Shirts for Boyfriend Items Purchased at: A Chinatown Street Store *I was too aggressive while unpacking my bags and I broke the ashtray I also bought for him here. :(* Souvenir Photo from Circle Line Sightseeing Cruise Item Purchased at: Circle Line Sightseeing Cruise Address: Pier 83, West 42nd Street, New York, New York 10036 Mini Statue of Liberty New York Shot Glass New York Apple Mini Snow Globe Mod New York Exhibit Magnets Items Purchased at: Museum of The City of New York Address: 5th Avenue & 103rd Street, New York, New York 10029 New York, New York Postcard Free Gift From: CitySights Visitor Center Address: 777 8th Avenue, New York,…

Living at Home in Your 20s

I have a confession to make: I’m nearly 24 years old and I live with my parents. I live in the same flat and the same room as I’ve lived in since I was five years old. Twenty years ago that would’ve been embarrassing. As far as I can tell (obviously I was a toddler at the time) most people moved out by their early 20s. People would live with friends or with their partners. By the time they were ready to marry and have kids they had already been independent for several years. If they did live at home a lot of the time they also lived with a partner/spouse and they were simply saving up money before they could get their own place.  The idea of someone, let alone thousands of people, living with their parents into their 20s and even 30s would have been weird. People would’ve wondered what was wrong with them. But now it is relatively normal. I can’t speak for the rest of the world (although recent analysis shows …

5 Don’ts For When You’re Traveling

Originally posted on Rosie Culture:
1. Don’t forget a back up plan Even trips where you’re winging it require some kind of plan. You never know when the bus you bought tickets for will get delayed and leave you with no ride to the airport (cough, cough, Greyhound). 2. Don’t overpack Carry ons are really all you need. I usually bring a few pieces I can swap around and create new outfits out of. 3. Don’t forget the do not disturb sign I don’t know about you guys, but the one thing I hate about hotels is always being intruded on – which is why I prefer airbnb’s. Someone is always knocking to clean or calling to ask something and I just want to be alone! 4. Don’t glue yourself to your phone My favorite part about going out of the country is only having wifi when I’m chilling in the hotel. I don’t really preach putting your phone down often, but it’s nice when you’re on vacation to enjoy the moment and the people…

Face to Face with New Challenges

Originally posted on MiddleMe:
From time to time, life throws you unexpected surprises and there could only be two reactions: either you cringe /whine /lament on the situation or you relish the challenge the change is going to bring. I often find myself throw at the steep curveball of new challenges where I need to adapt quickly or drown in the situation. Wallowing in misery is never an option because I find it is a waste of time to wallow in something that couldn’t be changed. However, in your hands, you might be able to veer the situation into a balance of win-win. To do that, first of all, keep your attitude in check. Facing a new challenge head on is tough enough but to burden yourself with negativity will make the task impossible. So charge towards the challenge beaming with sunshine and positivity, you may still have difficulty facing the challenge but you’ll feel so much better than letting yourself down with negativity. Hands up and ask for support for things get too tough…

Beyond My Reach

Originally posted on keithgarrettpoetry:
BEYOND MY REACH With my hand stretched to the sky I cannot touch the stars so high, Nor the clouds, a falling star, or the sun going down. The wind, I cannot grab hold, a bird in flight, A dream in the night, never a yesterday. Beyond my reach is not my dreams, It is not that which I pray for. The hand of god I cannot touch, in my heart I can surely take hold, It is not hope, nor faith, it is not a tomorrow. Beyond my reach are many things, Beyond my reach is not everything. Keith Garrett

The Millennial Struggle

Originally posted on One Millennial Girl:
Life as a millennial may seem easy, but it definitely it has it’s fair share of tough moments. Over the past few weeks I have been trying to figure out which path I need to take in order to get where I ultimately want to go in life. It is the millennial struggle, well – one of them. Right now I’m sitting in my room feeling slightly anxious about writing this post. I’ve been thinking around this issue attempting to avoid confronting my thoughts and trying not to become overwhelmed. I was thinking that instead of using my blog to talk about things after the fact, I figured why not write while I’m in my feelings. That whole Gary (Vee) Vaynerchuk – document vs. create thing, which is basically about showcasing/documenting the journey. Here we go: I have 3 different passions in life – fashion styling, interior design, and writing. I also have a full-time salaried job where I’ve just received a raise and I’ve decided to take on…

Indecision

Originally posted on The Musing Quill:
Going back in time, I ponder over the last hour. I begin by reading ‘If on a Winter’s Night a Traveller’ because that’s what I am reading presently. At the back of my mind, I’m thinking about what an overrated book ‘Paper Towns’ is. After 18 minutes gone and I know it’s 18 and not 20 or 25 because I am wearing a digital watch. So it is 18 minutes 31 seconds precisely. I realise I’m on page 7. Bam, that’s where I started. I’ve read this sentence more than a dozen times. I am the man who comes and goes between the bar and the telephone booth. Or, rather: that man is called “I” and you know nothing else about him, just as this station is called only “station” and beyond it there exists nothing except the unanswered signal of a telephone ringing in a dark room of a distant city. I read it once more to see if it means anything different. Nothing. I must be out…