“So, do you have the floor plan and the guidelines that I sent you last week?” The Interior Designer shakes her head. “Sorry, there’s something wrong with our email system.” I sigh. “Actually, I texted it to you too. It’s ok, I brought another copy along with me.” I pull out the floor plan and […]
So I went to an Interior Designer (ID) fair last weekend, which was a pretty cool idea: Having a whole bunch of IDs together in a single venue, providing the opportunity to talk to several in a single day and make better comparisons. Background: My fiancee and I just bought a resale flat, so we’re looking for a
Last Friday, my iPhone alarm rang at 5am. I slammed it shut and rolled out of bed, feeling very sleepy and a little grumpy. But I headed straight to the shower because… I had to go party. You see, I was headed to the Zespri x Morning Gloryville party, Southeast Asia’s first ever pre-work dance party
Every morning, I walk through an underpass on the way to work. On some days, I encounter a busker with the most amazing voice. Seriously. He’s not like one of those hipster bands who’re half asleep in the middle of their acoustic pop cover. This guy sings at the top of his lungs and strums
So check this out – someone recently wrote in to ask: “Work takes up 14 hours of my life every day. By the end of it, I’m too tired to sit down and start doing research. What should I do?” Goooood question. We all KNOW that investing is important. We know that once you learn
Soooo guess how I spent a greater part of our Labour Day public holiday? At a Starbucks. Banging away for 12 hours at computer code. No, I wasn’t trying to hack into some high-security government site, and it’s not for work. It’s for a one-month Coursera course on R Programming, part of a larger Data Science specialisation
Back when I was a young, blur student, I picked up my first investment book and tried to implement the strategies in it. But I got really frustrated because it wasn’t working out. So I sent a quick email to the author. I can’t remember what I wrote, but it was something along the lines
Tell me if this sounds familiar: It’s workout day. You’ve just come home from work. You’re exhausted. It’s 8pm, your stomach is growling, and every inch of your body is pleading with you to stay home instead of going for that run. You know that if you go for a workout, it’ll be hard, uncomfortable, maybe
So I have a confession to make: I’m actually a 45-year old Asian mom trapped in the body of a 30-year old Singaporean male. Yes, it’s true. I came to this conclusion after noticing that I share several similar traits with a typical kiasu lady who walks around all day with a green face mask and
