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In Lifestyle, Millennial on
October 8, 2017

5 Smart Ways to Start Learning Personal Finance

If you’ve been a subscriber, you would know that I am really into tracking my expenses and knowing where my money goes. That falls into something we call personal finance.

The initiative of learning personal finance is a stepping stone to effectively managing your finances. More often than not, people delay or completely avoid managing their finances and just let their money slide off of their fingers. You don’t wanna be like that! Read more

In Lifestyle, Relationship on
October 5, 2017

5 Benefits of Being in a Long Distance Relationship

Long distance relationships are hard. Not only do they take a lot of effort to maintain, but they also cost a lot! Probably a hundred times more expensive than traditional relationships, speaking from experience.

Sometimes, however, couples need to be apart at one point in their relationship. That is why while many people claim that long distance relationships can never work, I am going to list in this blog a few reasons why I think they are beneficial to every relationship. Read more

In Food, Jeddah, Lifestyle, Millennial on
October 1, 2017

International Coffee Day: Coffee Favourites 2017

Coffee is the sweet nectar of the gods that has been bestowed upon us undeserving humans. If there was a genie that gave me three wishes, I would wish for a portable coffee tap that contains infinite litres in my purse.

I internally cringe at people who say “I don’t like coffee” out loud because why would you want to suffer your life like this? Like mannn, here’s a self-care tip: have some of the damn coffee. Read more

In Film & Series, Geek, Lifestyle on
September 9, 2017

My First Etsy Purchase: Hogwarts Acceptance Letter

If you’re a Potterhead like me, and you turned 11 without getting your Hogwarts acceptance letter, I feel for you. I can remember vividly when I turned 11 and got nothing. Of course, people would say Hogwarts isn’t real. But like what Dumbledore said, “Of course it is happening inside your head, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?Read more

In Lifestyle on
May 14, 2017

How to Lucid Dream: For Dummies

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If there’s one thing I can talk about all day, it’s lucid dreaming.

A couple of years ago, back when I was in high school, I first experienced lucid dreaming. I was clueless of course. What the hell is happening? Why does this feel so real and surreal at the same time? Also, where is my body?! The first thing I did – as I recall it – was to ride a broom stick and pretend I’m a witch straight out of Hogwarts, and then I remember riding a red sports car and running over people in the streets (too much GTA, I know.) It was extremely fun, so much fun that the excitement woke me up! Read more

In Internet, Lifestyle on
May 11, 2017

New Domain, who dis?

What’s up everyone?

It’s been a few months since I’ve put up something on my blog. Who am I kidding? It’s been half a year. I either went on a writer’s bloc spree, or my life hasn’t been really interesting the past few months. (I lied about the last part, my private life is really interesting at the moment. Might write about it in the future, I don’t know mate.)

Anyway, the past few weeks I’ve been thinking about my blog and how I should go about it. I’ve been writing about the things that are interesting to me (i.e. Art, Photography, Pop Culture), but I recently started googling how to blog effectively. I found out that the only way to do it is to keep blogging until I find my niche. My blog as of the moment might be all over the place but I have faith that I will find which topic I am most comfortable of writing, and which ones actually help out readers.

Yesterday, karlamaye.com was born! I have been dreaming of having my own domain for the longest time, and I certainly did not have a hard time thinking of a domain name because I’ve used karlamaye with almost every website I ever signed up on the internet. Aside from the fact that it’s my name, it’s also short and easy to remember!

For the next few days, I will be revamping my blog and re-do some stuff. I will also make it a point to blog regularly, on a weekly basis if I can, so my readers (if there are any!) will always have something to look forward to.

Thanks for reading, and wish me the best of luck!

In Lifestyle, Millennial on
August 29, 2016

The Trouble of Growing Up

I can still recall the smell of my father’s workshop. It was a small and cluttered space situated on the second floor of our rented home. It is a very memorable area of my childhood for me, because it is the place of my earliest memory. I was four at the time, while my sister, Pamela, and cousin, Bea, were just one year old toddlers. I can still remember how little they were, how hilariously tiny they looked, and how they smelled like milk all the time. Most of the time, they sucked on milk bottles while half asleep, but during the day, they got by with their pacifiers. My sister had two of them, a pink one and a blue one, and no one could take them away from her.

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Toddler Pam and Toddler Bea seemingly playing hide and seek. Circa 1998.

I am not entirely sure why I am writing this, but at this hour, I feel really nostalgic of the past. I always catch myself wondering why time seems to fly so fast now, when in the 90’s, one whole day was long enough to do a variety of activities. I could play in the streets with my kid neighbors, I could play Crash Bandicoot and Tekken on the PS1, I could watch TV when Dragon Ball or Pokemon is on, and I would still get bored because I would still have so much time in my hands.

My daily routine as a kid was simple. I woke up, I ate, I went out to play, I came back home to eat again or watch TV or play games, I went out again, and then I came home before the sun set. It was understood that I should be home before it got dark. I don’t remember any agreement on it between my mother and me, but no one wanted to play in the dark streets of my hometown. Of course, it wasn’t because it was unsafe or something. I guess it was because no one wanted to play in the dark, and everyone was tired after a long day of playing.

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My sister Pamela, myself, and cousin Bea. Circa 2003.

My baby sister and baby cousin were always at home. They were not allowed to go outside because they were not old enough, like me. I felt very superior. I was the alpha, and everything I did, they wanted to do as well. They were easily my minions, but I get in trouble with the adults whenever I posed as a bad example to the toddlers. I got hit with all kinds of household stuff including hangers, rolled up newspapers, and anything my mother would get a hand on. I would get scared shitless because it would hurt, and I would remember not to do it again. My sister would always see me get hit, and I don’t know what goes on in her head but I am pretty sure she understood what it meant and what it was for.

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I took this photo while they were both busy doing school work. One is a business student, the other is an art student, both soon to earn their degrees. Two worlds in one dimension. April 2015.

Today, Pamela and Bea are adults. They are not tiny anymore, I cannot laugh at how small they are anymore, and ultimately, they do not smell like milk anymore. They don’t want to do everything that I do anymore, because they know they can do things anytime they wanted to, even without me doing it first. They are adults. They were once stupid and cute little things, and now they have grown to be intellectual and ambitious women, ready to conquer the world. In a little over two decades, these former toddlers are now capable of deciding on their own, building their future, and doing things no one ever thought possible when you look at them as toddlers, with their messy hair and mixed milk and saliva scent. As an alpha, I would call them nerds. But as a fellow woman, I would call them outstanding.

And I sit here, in front of my computer, writing about how I remember them in my mind, trying to preserve the memory of the toddler versions of them and locking it safe, because these photos do not justify the lost memories that I keep trying to remember. The memories I have left of them, of my childhood, are slowly fading away, and I am terrified. What was once my life, now just a moving and defocused picture in my head, slowly disappearing, slowly being taken from me, and soon will completely disappear as I perish.

But I am glad they existed. I am glad of the memories, and whether I remember something or not, I will continue to believe that amazing things happened in the 1990’s, and I believe that in another universe, far away from here, baby Pamela, baby Bea, and street kid Karla never grew up.

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