Ok it’s official. I’m in a slump.

I admit; I’ve been half-assing my way the past couple of days. I should be clearing my freelance articles as soon as possible, but I’d get down to like an hour of “research” and then I’d call it a day. I’m ridiculous.

How the fuck do I get out of this slump and feel motivation? My room is the most unproductive day to be and would it be bullshit to say my mind’s not been in a right state these days? Self, I am utterly disappointed in you, you should be downright ashamed of yourself.

Know what’s coming up? Halloween, multiple birthdays, bloody hell Hong Kong. I do not deserve any of those because I can’t even get down to do work when I have the time.

And you know that feeling of wanting to do work, then someone creeps himself into your head and you end up grinning to yourself like a damn fool and your heart is in a pinch? YES, KILL ME NOW I HAVE BECOME THE GIRL I HATE. The last time I felt this way, the boy dumped me because “I’m too nice.” True story, fuck my nice life.


Read this: Five Realizations That Helped Me Write Regularly

Get Off Your Butt

How To Master the Art Of Looking Busy (Haha. But made a whole lot of sense.)

Beat procrastination with Getting Started is Everything


This is an insane ‘recipe’, and if I’m desperate enough (and I almost am) I might just try it: Try this “recipe” to increase productivity Over the Next Week 

And finally. Time to seriously consider the Seinfeld Productivity Secret


Aww hell, my brain is fried. I’m just about done simply email PR/marketing personnel and prepping for my articles, haven’t even begun any actual writing yet. Life of a writer by night, eh? I’ve been feeling like a headless chicken recently, trying to balance my day job and freelance work. But nope, not going to let go my freelance opportunities. With a chockful of discipline and a heart brimming in passion, anything is possible, I say.

Balance is ever important, so I’ve set up a little work schedule.

Monday to Thursday, it’s straight home after work and onto my articles. Wednesday would be the least strenuous, because I have yoga. Yoga is always good. Friday is party day heeey. Either a whole Saturday or Sunday, writing articles. And a promise to myself that I will stop all work at 11pm.

Very rough scheduling, but of course. If day job gets too crazy and I need an after-work stipple, who’s to judge eh, heh.

Best work productivity survival tool? LISTS. God I love lists. Want to make lists more effective? Prepare them the day BEFORE.

Upside to having no life? Less spending, more money! And I get to do what I love most; write. What comes after is the satisfying feeling of purpose. BAM. Feel powerful.

Main motivation: Paris 2013. It’s a definite go. Closer to home, I’m looking forward to Hong Kong come end November. SEXCITED is understating how giddily happy I feel about it.

So yes, life’s busy, but very, very good.

Earlier today someone said that gratitude should be kept within yourself, so that no one can deny your sincerity. I say that’s bullshit.

Gratitude is one of the most beautiful things you can ever feel.

This might sound harsh, but it has served me so well: No one is obligated to help you in any way at all. NO ONE. Not even your mother, father, great-grandmother. Hence, whatever advice, help, company, good feelings, heck, LOVE, that I get from anyone at all, is major to me, and is something that I will always be grateful for. That is a part of someone else, that they’re giving away to no one else, but YOU.

So anytime you can say “thank you”, SAY IT. Anytime you can show gratitude, show it.

You know what happens when you feel grateful everyday? You stop taking things for granted, yet feel like you’re a special part of this world. And then you start feeling satisfied, fulfilled, HAPPY.

It is the most powerful, yet easiest thing you could ever do to yourself today.

Find gratitude in anything, and in anyone. God? Universe? Karl Lagerfeld? Go for it.

Everyday I make it a point to be grateful for anything at all. Grateful for the weather, grateful for my morning coffee, grateful that I can make it out of the house looking half-decent. Grateful when I get help, grateful that someone is nice, bursting with gratitude when someone pulls through for me.

I even have this thing called a gratitude necklace. I wear it everyday, and quite simply, I give thanks to something anytime I see it, touch it, be reminded that I have it on.

Real-time example:

I’ve been feeling a bit sick-ish these past couple of days, but I’m so grateful that it hasn’t escalated to a full-blown fever. And grateful I’m home right now and can have an early night.

What are you grateful for now?