My new job is depressing me (And I don't know what to do)

What do you do, when you can’t do what you love? I’ll be honest. Not knowing what I wanted to do had never been a problem for me. I was the asshole of a kid who sat at the back of the class in high school, reading Harry Potter and giving the teacher the my figurative bird whenever I passed a test. Right, that was just me bragging. But...

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BRATs Melacca 2014 Part 1

“Hey Clarissa”  Ian’s message popped up on my phone, “You still interested in senior-ing for this trip’s BRAT’s camp?” He asked. I had missed the last one because of a family trip to Thailand, so I was still getting a lot of flak for dropping out at the last minute. Okay, no. That’s not the version we agreed on. In all honesty-not-really-but-okay,...

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What it’s like working in Real Estate

In my last post, I mentioned leaving the bright and brilliant world of writing and journalism for the dark and dullness of property.   But then I deleted that paragraph to make my word count so do me a favour and completely strike that last sentence out. Let’s do this again. Four months ago, I got a visit from my parents in...

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My macam yes tapi bukan ex

Three months ago, I fell really, really hard for someone that I’d never even met before. But before I go into that, I want to talk about a term that I’ve coined in reference to the said someone I fell for: A Something Else, with a capital S and E. My Something Else The way I see it, almost everyone’s got a Something...

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