I actually wouldn't mind relocating to Toronto. It's a great city- a friendlier, cleaner version of New York City. I've always wanted to do videos like this, so I decided to give it a try. I still have much to learn and cannot wait for more adventures to experiment more with my camera, make more memories, and to deliver better quality content. Hope you enjoy!
Months ago when I was impatiently awaiting the release of the movie Crazy Rich Asians, I did not expect for the movie to affect me this much. When I finally watched Crazy Rich Asians and the Netflix film To All the Boys I've Loved Before, I knew that both films have done just that. Crazy Rich Asians is a romantic comedy-drama that tells the story of Rachel, an NYU professor who accompanies her boyfriend to his best friend's wedding in Singapore and learns that he's the son of the richest family on the island and To All the Boys I've
My go-to quick fun fact has been about kickboxing. Kickboxing, you heard right. It sounds intense and badass because it is! Before I started my first class ever back in 2016, my stomach was in knots. I was watching the previous class do the 15-minute warm up exercises and died inside. Oh shoot, I can't do that!!! That's...what, oh my goodness...I'm going to pass out! I was sloppy and took a huge hiatus from kickboxing from November 2017 to middle of May 2018 because, well, life happened. Also, when you don't go for that long, you have trouble convincing yourself that
After reading an old blog post I wrote--a little story about my commute one day after work and experiencing this past Tuesday's commute (over two hours to get home), I feel inspired to write this post, especially since the amount of complaining I have been doing related to my commute has been aplenty. Your commute also happens to be one of the first questions you get when you start a new job: "How's your commute? Is it better than the old job?" It really is a way for the person asking the question to benchmark how great or awful to
Two weeks ago, I came across a text post on Tumblr that read "I am my own competition. I'm competing with myself." It didn't leave my brain, so it's time to write a little bit. As much as this post is a realization, it will also serve as a comforting reminder to my future self (when I cannot sleep, when I feel overwhelmed, small, stressed, or confused). My biggest competitor is and always will be me, myself, and I. It's easy to compare myself to everyone else but just because someone else is successful, beautiful, intelligent, creative, organized, kind, confident,