In a search of financial security...

Everywhere you see, you will encounter posts that say you should do this to increase your passive income or learn and use AI to create an income stream. That is exactly what my sister and I decided to do. This is where we will document everything we did and how much we made. The reason for us documenting everything in written form is that everything is sight-heavy in a way you watch and see. However, at least to me, it feels like when I watch something for a long time, there is a disconnection between my sight and my brain. So, to stimulate my brain using my eyes, writing things out is the way to go. When I read, I imagine the scene and feel the emotions that tantalize me. Hopefully, this is the case for you.   Back to our financial security plan... So, we do "Sister Check-Ins" every week. This is where we talk about everything, literally everything. There will be some family gathering planning or what we are watching (as in movies) and reading. Of course, anything related to...
Post a Comment

Wrong way to celebrate the International Women's Day

    For as long as I can remember, Mongolia celebrated March 8th. In my teenage years, I found out that it was the International Women's Day. The day that women fought for their rights, today my rights. 

    On a personal level, I don't care much for celebrations. Basically, I treat them as any normal day. 

    In Mongolia, celebrations are on different levels. That celebration always means excessive drinking. If the celebrations are about women, that means women expecting, more like demanding, some kind of gifts from their significant others. I find that whole thing bizarre. 

    Yesterday, my dad was reading the news and pointed out that in Mongolia more than 700 women spent the night in a place we call, eruuljuuleh tub or sobering up centers (roughly translating into English). Based on that, I am amazed at how low Mongolian people get. 

    It is not just this day. The majority of celebrations (who am I kidding? ALL CELEBRATIONS) include a lot of alcohol, excessive eating, and drunkards picking fights with each other. 

    Personally, Mongolians need to change on so many different levels. That starts with stopping excessive drinking behavior in the name of celebration.

    At my end, a friend of mine brought a bottle of wine. She went through a lot this past year. We chatted and drank the wine and we ended the night. Plus, I bought my mom flowers. 

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

It always feels sad to say goodbye.

     It always feels sad to say goodbye.       It has been almost a month since I came home. I helped my parents, especially my mom, move things and clean. My mom just started a tourist base an hour from the city center. There were a lot of things to do, specifically, little things that needed to be done. Then I became an inpatient at Bodi Setgelten (the one I was hospitalized back in May of this year). I spent 5 days and got home today. Now, I have a few more days before I go.       No matter how many times I have said goodbye to my family and friends, I always feel sad. Initially, I felt like crying. I cried once when I had to leave my 3-month-old brother. Even though I don't cry anymore, I always feel sad.       Back in May, I thought to myself that I needed to come back home at least once a year. It helps my sanity and physically ( I am in a cooler environment when it is the hottest in Japan).  Also, I g...
Read more

Stress triggers (Part 2) => went on a tangent

  Please be warned that this post might trigger mental health issues and depression. Please know that there is always help if you are struggling. Please have the courage to reach out.       My first thought of taking my own life came to me when I was driving. At that moment, all I thought to myself was, everything I am feeling; feeling of uselessness, feeling of I am not doing enough, feeling of self-blame, feeling of shame, feeling of responsibilities, feeling of my father's guilt, feeling of my mother's vulnerability, would stop if I were not breathing. I entertained the idea a couple more times. It will start with a thought of what I can do to help my parents. Then it will spiral down; I would think I should have studied things that my father could have used; I should have brought an American investor; I should have done this and that. This spiral thinking will stop at the bottom with one escape. My baby brother (he was 4 or 5) was the one who carried all of ...
Read more

Supporting my friend

Image
Japan has many historic places. One of them is Kawagoe. It is a very nice, calm town.   There are so many historic sites. One of them is Chabudai.   Chabudai is a nice guest house in Kawagoe. There is a small cafe/diner on the first floor. They hold different events every week. One of them is that you become a chef. On Saturday evening, my friend made her debut as a chef. Her cooking is very good. Another friend of ours went there to support her. Many people came as she cooked in the kitchen. Compared to a Western-style kitchen, this kitchen is small and open. She cooked and talked with her customers.                                            Of course, I ordered Kawagoe sake. It was very good. Next time, I would like to try it warm.   We ordered deep-fried pork cutlets and vegetables. For dessert, she made carrot cake with lemon cream cheese frosting.   Thi...
Read more