Investing is controversial. It’s like health, religion, politics, CPF, or Chicken McNuggets sauce – Everyone has a strong opinion about which is the best. In fact, we will go to the ENDS OF THE EARTH to defend our opinions, which is why I think this post is gonna piss a lot of people off.A lot […]
One of the things I can’t stand about motivational blogs is that they’re always posting pictures of a person running on a beach, with a headline like “Run towards your dreams”. It’s like they think we spend our nights staring out at the sky, arms outstretched, and singing kumbiya. Facepalm. Here at cheerfulegg, we adopt a
Do you remember the first time you felt like a baller? I do. It was my first time at an outlet mall in the US. I was a first-year college student, and I had a $600 USD allowance to buy winter clothes. This was a HUGE thing for a dude who’s grown up all his life
Okay, I know I’m a little slow, but I just started watching the US TV series House of Cards. If you haven’t seen it yet, go see it. It is freakin’ badass, yo. Watching Kevin Spacey manipulate his way to political power in the U.S government is like watching a beautifully-crafted ballet (except that it
My Accounting 101 professor back in college had ginormous biceps. He’d flex them menacingly as he paced Huntsman Hall, and the fear of getting our heads crushed between his guns stopped my buddies and I from falling asleep during lectures. But even though I managed to stay awake most of the time, I still pretty
I used to hate opening my wallet. Every time I pulled out my wallet to pay for something, I’d feel this mild wave of stress wash over me. The source of my stress was the perennial question that stumps us all: Now, which credit card should I use? You might think that this is totally weird,
I still remember the most horrifying moment of my student life. It was 2010 and I was doing my final exam in Financial Economics. The exam had 6 questions – I only had to answer 4 of ‘em, and I would be home free with a Masters degree in my pocket, and an awesome summer
The past couple of days have been the equivalent of a 7pm Channel 8 boxing drama for personal finance geeks like me. In the Red corner we have Roy “Colourful Charts” Ngerng (how do you pronounce that name?) crying foul at how our CPF funds are being used by the “gahmen”. In the Blue corner
I woke up this Sunday morning with a stunning revelation: I haven’t gone clubbing for over a year. Dang! Back when I was a young lad at the tender age of 25 (haha), I used to spend my Friday nights in the hallowed halls of butterfactory and Royal Room, surrounded by drunk 18-30 year olds
