Category: Random

  • At Ease with Being at Ease

    At Ease with Being at Ease

    I realized I was procrastinating a lot in life. It wasn’t just work—even when it came to doing things for myself, like waking up earlier to get things done on the weekend, I’d put it off, which would then delay my later plans even further. It was a snowball effect.

    I put off finishing my work as though I was practicing edging like there was no tomorrow—waiting until the eve of a deadline to submit it. Even though it wasn’t technically a problem, I felt guilty. I wasn’t being paid to goof off; I was paid to work during working hours. To deliver impact.

    Instead of working at 100% efficiency like my hardworking colleagues during office hours, I spent my nights catching up on work to compensate. I felt that I needed to because I wasted time during the day, so it was my penance to continue working after hours.

    Never mind the fact that I tell myself I’m more productive at night. Maybe that’s just an excuse—after all, productivity shouldn’t depend on the time of day.

    You know how when you’re doing something unproductive, your mind sometimes wanders, and you think, Why am I doing this when I could be doing something productive instead? That’s been me for the longest time.

    I don’t stop whatever I’m doing, mind you—I just think about what I should be doing instead. It’s not great, to be honest. This all started earlier this year when I thought to myself, Hmm, how do I get rid of my procrastination habit? Ironically, I was procrastinating when that thought occurred to me.

    I kept falling into the same cycle. I was gaining nothing by procrastinating, yet I kept doing it, despite knowing it was a problem. But I couldn’t just stop. It’s one of the most difficult things to overcome, especially when it’s a habit you’ve spent most of your adult life reinforcing.

    So I decided to speak to my therapist about it. Not the edging part—that analogy only popped into my head tonight—but the part about feeling bad about procrastinating. I wanted to stop.

    Besides giving me actionable goals, she dug deeper to find the root cause. She shared an image of a triangle and explained:


    Feelings, thoughts, and behavior are all linked. If you understand what triggers your emotions or thoughts while procrastinating, you can identify the underlying cause.

    She also told me that nobody can stay focused for eight hours a day. It’s simply not human. Everyone needs breaks.

    Regardless, we’ve spent the past few weeks trying to uncover the core issue.

    I’ve tried recording my thoughts and feelings, but so far, I’ve got nothing. Maybe it’s suppressed trauma. Maybe it’s something else. The problem is, I don’t feel much of anything when I procrastinate. I don’t even think about it. I just do it.

    In the meantime, she gave me some actionable goals—similar to what my previous therapist suggested:

    • Try the Pomodoro technique.
    • Break big tasks into smaller ones to make them more manageable.
    • Reward yourself. Give yourself something to look forward to.
    • Time your breaks. Be mindful of how long they last.

    This time, I took the timing advice seriously, and it’s helped the most. I started tracking my daily activities.

    When you start paying attention to how you spend your time, it brings clarity and focus. You can measure how much time is truly wasted and how much is spent working hard. And surprisingly, it’s been working. I’m not a machine (yet), but I’ve been more productive than before.

    I even did something unthinkable. For the first time in eighteen years, I filed my taxes the same week I received my tax form. A small task, but to me, a massive accomplishment.

    Imagine if I could be 100% productive when I’m supposed to be. How powerful would that make me???

    In the end, it’s just like managing your finances. They say the easiest way to save money is to track your spending so you can see how much you waste or save. The same applies to time. And to your caloric intake. And your fat or muscle gains. Track everything that matters to you.

    It’s never too late to start paying attention.

    So, tonight, for the first time in a long time, I’m sitting at a cafe, typing out this little essay—not worrying about work. Because I was productive earlier today and finished my tasks before leaving the office. There’s still work to be done, sure, but that’s for tomorrow.

    For those of you struggling with procrastination—if you want to overcome it, you can. Start today.

  • Quiet Places ☕️

    Quiet Places ☕️

    Whenever I found a cafe that fit what I deemed good, I would visit it to death. Sometimes literally. 

    The cafes I enjoyed visiting would have one of two outcomes: they become popular, overcrowded and noisy, making me not want to visit them or they stay nice and quiet but eventually shut down.

    So what makes a cafe good?

    • They serve reasonably priced coffee which I enjoy (non-fruity/acidic Americano/Long Black).
    • They have a quiet and comfortable environment, good internet, conducive for working.
    • They are in locations that are easy for me to get to with no parking difficulties.
    • Their business hours fit my schedule—I love cafes that don’t close and are open during public holidays).

    I don’t think this list is excessive, and it’s not like I complain or leave bad reviews if a cafe doesn’t meet my needs–I simply don’t visit it and look for an alternative. Lists like these make it easy for me to determine if I’m going to frequent a cafe.

    But the other day, after the closure of another cafe I frequented, I started thinking to myself – maybe it’s not a coincidence that all my favorite cafes died. If we reframe how I determine the goodness of a cafe, it can seem pretty selfish:

    • A cafe that serves exactly the kind of coffee I like—none of that fruity, acidic nonsense. Just cater to my taste buds, please.
    • A cafe that lets me hog a table all day, guilt-free as if it’s my personal co-working space.
    • A cafe so quiet that I’m the only one there. Other customers? Who needs ‘em?
    • A cafe with perfect parking, meaning it’s not busy enough to attract too many people.
    • A cafe that stays open whenever I need it to—public holidays included. It exists to serve me.

    Since I don’t make up the majority of the population in Kuala Lumpur, these traits are a death knell for any cafe looking to survive in the long run. Which is my list of favorite cafes has morphed into a casualty list:

    • Doiffee (the best, my favorite cafe RIP)
    • Since 18s (not dead, but moved somewhere inconvenient for me, so basically dead to me)
    • Sudo Brew (was my go-to place for public holidays and late nights, gone despite a rebrand)
    • Zus Taman Desa (still alive but too noisy now)
    • Mister Coffee Taman Desa (didn’t die either but became popular and too noisy to work in)
    • Dose N Mega (my pre-gym hangout, was a dead cafe but great for working in)
    • LDG Brasserie (my second pre-gym hangout after Dose N Mega shut down, now also dead)

    So yeah, either I’m the cancer, or I have a thing for doomed establishments.

    Lately, I’ve been hunting for new cafes to haunt, but the perfect spot has been elusive. Coffea Coffee has been decent—when it’s not too busy. Sparq at Bloomsvale Shopping Gallery has been my go-to for weekend mall trips, but who knows how long that will last?

    Nice and quiet

    If you have any suggestions for cafes that fit my selfish needs, let me know so I can pay a visit and curse them too.

  • Five Star Giver

    Five Star Giver

    I’m a high-level Google Maps user. I know most of you don’t know or care, but that’s my secret flex. I’ve submitted many reviews to Google Maps—two hundred and forty-one to be exact. That’s probably more than any of you reading this have done.

    For some reason, this thought crossed my mind this evening. And I felt compelled to write about it. It doesn’t affect your life, or mine. In fact, it doesn’t even matter if I’m a high-level Google Maps reviewer. Well, it used to – I remember many years ago, they used to give rewards for being a top contributor.

    I’m not sure if they still do – I haven’t gotten any rewards in recent years, but those rewards did inspire me to continue leaving reviews. The first reward was an RM40 Zalora voucher, which I spent on a wallet. The second one was a redBus voucher which I never claimed (I had nowhere I wanted to travel to by bus that year).

    I bet most of you didn’t even know they gave rewards

    After that, the rewards stopped coming. Maybe I fell off. Washed.

    I realized there’s a flaw in my reviewing—not the content of the review itself, but the fact that I tend to leave positive reviews. Most of the time, I leave reviews because I enjoyed myself and not to complain about the venue.

    I grew up with the mentality of “If you can’t say something nice, don’t say nothing at all.” Especially in public for everyone to see. A quick Google search shows that this saying is most commonly associated with Thumper from Bambi. I must have watched the film too many times as a child.

    See, you learned something new today

    Perhaps I learned something new today about myself. Maybe that’s where all my positivity stems from. This one quote I unconsciously absorbed and turned into my personality.

    I believe that if you have the energy to complain, you have the energy to fix a problem. If you don’t want to fix it, you enjoy complaining more than solving the problem.

    But leaving negative reviews is doing something about it – I would be saving other people (who believe me) a trip from a bad experience. So maybe that’s why I do leave negative reviews – sometimes. However, they are far and few in between.

    I leave negative reviews for places that absolutely deserve them. If they left a really bad impression, I will call it out.

    Once in a while, I submit a middling review for a place, which I feel makes no difference—it doesn’t move the scales. It doesn’t generate impact. So I tend to avoid doing those. If I don’t review a place, it’s because I didn’t like (or dislike) it enough.

    I leave good reviews because I want more people to patron a place and the owners to succeed. Fortunately, I’m not a huge influencer so my words don’t drive flocks of people to restaurants and cause them to overcrowd (another problem I’d like to write about one day – the negative influence of foodies).

    My food pictures suck, but that’s okay, I don’t think people care that much as long as you show them the food. I recall one of my most popular photos of a friend at a restaurant (LOL).

    So what I usually talk about? The taste of the food, the service, the value for money, the crowd (if it’s a noticeable thing – i tend not to enjoy places that get too crowded), booking requirements (if necessary), and sometimes parking issues if it’s an issue. I would say I’m pretty fair.

    11(3)34 again, I’m not even trying

    I don’t believe there’s a point to this article other than being able to flex my Google Maps level and to let any restaurant owners who stumble upon this blog post know: if you’re looking for a high-level Google Maps user to review your restaurant, reach out to me and kick start my journey of turning into a person I despise food critic.

    Who knows, this could be the start of something amazing. Heck yea.