To The Moon

If you asked me which trade taught me the most this year, I’d say Wendy’s (WEN). Yes, Wendy’s. It started simply enough: I bought shares at $10.98 and thought, “Seems reasonable. The company is fine. Burgers aren’t going anywhere. What could possibly go wrong?” Wendy's (WEN) A few months later, Wendy’s was down to around $8.29. And my reaction? Picture me staring at the screen like it had personally betrayed me, whispering, “Really? You’re doing this to me?” Once I calmed down, I reminded myself—very rationally, like an adult—that the company wasn’t broken. People were still lining up for Frostys, Baconators etc. Fundamentally, nothing had changed except the number on my screen and my blood pressure. So what did I do? Absolutely nothing. I sat there, clutching my coffee like it was emotion

If I earned my first $1,000,000, I’d spend the first bit on chocolate—priorities, right? Then a little more chocolate, because one chocolate bar is never enough and basically just a warm-up. After that… probably still chocolate, and I’d definitely hire a chocolate accountant to help me manage it all.

When my portfolio is red, my patience is tested, but somehow I still find value… mostly in snacks while I wait.

I took the screenshot to participate in the event by @TigerEvents. That was the whole mission. Click, screenshot, submit—done. Simple. The wheel proudly showed return goals ranging from 5 all the way to 1000. A beautiful spread of possibilities. Hope, ambition, and unrealistic expectations all neatly arranged in a circle. And when I checked my screenshot? It stopped at 5. Of all numbers. Five quietly sitting there like, “Yes, this is what you get.” For half a second, I thought, wow… is this a sign? Then I remembered—this is just a screenshot. The outcome doesn’t matter. The rules didn’t say I had to land on 1000 to win a Nobel Prize in Investing. I just needed to screenshot. Mission accomplished. But the thing is, five isn’t bad. Five

I still remember the first time the S&P 500 hit a record high. I paused. I read the headline twice. It felt like a moment—one of those “history is being made” situations. Back then, a new high meant something. It sparked curiosity, maybe even a bit of excitement. Now? The S&P 500 has done it 38 times and my reaction is… a shrug. S&P 500 (.SPX) At this point, another record high feels less like a milestone and more like background noise. I wouldn’t be surprised if it makes a 39th, a 40th, or keeps going well into January. Santa rally, calendar effect, year-end optimism—pick your narrative. They all blend together after a while. What really disconnects me from the celebration is my own portfolio. When the S&P 500 goes up, it doesn’t magically lift everything I own. Some stock

Ah, Christmas in Singapore—there’s something about it that never fails to make me smile. No snow, no frostbitten fingers, but the city still glows with festive cheer. Some streets are dressed in fairy lights, malls practically glowing with decorations, and in many places, Christmas songs drift through the air—sometimes catching you off guard when you’re just trying to get your kopi. I’ve always daydreamed about seeing Christmas abroad—the snowy markets of Europe, cozy chalets with mulled wine, or maybe a tropical beach escape—but alas, the time isn’t there. So, this year, I’ll be enjoying Christmas closer to home. Christmas morning usually starts with my favorite ritual: coffee in one hand, phone in the other, casually scrolling through market news and stock notifications. The market might

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I don’t picture myself as a trader hunched over six monitors, drawing lines on charts like a cartographer mapping invisible oceans. My way of deciding whether to buy a stock is quieter, more human, and closer to a conversation than a calculation. It usually starts with a name. I hear about a company in passing: a product I use, a brand I notice everywhere, a business that keeps showing up in news headlines. I don’t rush to open a chart. Instead, I let my curiosity linger. Do I understand what this company does? Do I see it surviving a few bad years? If the answers feel right, that’s when I invite the numbers into the room. This is where my relationship with technical analysis politely ends. I don’t squint at candlesticks or chase moving averages. The market, to me, isn’t a puzzle that can

I have a rule that I’ve stuck to for as long as I can remember: I don’t buy stocks at all-time highs. Not “usually don’t.” Not “try not to.” I don’t. No matter how good the company is, no matter how exciting the news sounds, and no matter how loudly the market is cheering. And yes, that includes Tesla. Before anyone accuses me of being a Tesla hater, let me clarify: I think Tesla is awesome. Tesla is ambitious, innovative, and never short on big ideas. Just recently, Elon Musk said the company is testing robotaxis that operate without human safety drivers. That’s the kind of headline that lights up timelines and makes people feel like they’re about to miss the future if they don’t buy now. But here’s the thing: Tesla’s stock isn’t cheap. Tesla’s 52-week range runs from $214.25 to

I just realised I’ve gone quiet on Tiger Brokers for some time — until recently. No buying. No posting. Nothing. And when I say “quite some time,” I mean long by my own standards. Normally, I’m far more active, but lately life has been busy enough that the market was left to do its thing without me watching every move. Until last night. Close to midnight, I logged into my Tiger Brokers account — not because I had a plan, but because that’s what investors do when they can’t sleep. I started scrolling, half distracted, when ABR caught my attention. The price looked cheap. Not cheap in a headline-grabbing way, but cheap compared to what I clearly remember paying and selling it for a long time ago. That memory hit instantly, and before I could talk myself out of it, I bought ABR at $8.32 per s