<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>clsb/notes</title><link>https://clandy.blog/</link><description>Recent content on clsb/notes</description><generator>Hugo -- gohugo.io</generator><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 27 May 2026 14:23:22 +0800</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://clandy.blog/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Happiness</title><link>https://clandy.blog/posts/happiness/</link><pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2026 14:23:22 +0800</pubDate><guid>https://clandy.blog/posts/happiness/</guid><description>Written April 29, 2020 · Republished six years later, and it still holds true.
Happiness… What is happiness? When are you happy? How do you become happy?
These are simple questions, yet some of the hardest to answer.
People who take the time to reflect on life often find themselves asking these questions.
I spent years chasing happiness too. From people, material things, and temporary situations. None of it worked. Somehow, I always found myself back at square one.</description></item><item><title>Marching Forward</title><link>https://clandy.blog/posts/marching-forward/</link><pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2026 03:14:10 +0800</pubDate><guid>https://clandy.blog/posts/marching-forward/</guid><description>It&amp;rsquo;s been a year since I posted an entry here. I have been writing on and off in the past, letting domains expire and moving on. However, I would like to keep this space because this phase of my life feels different. I am exploring something bigger than me, and bigger than anything I&amp;rsquo;ve built before.
I am building a startup. Oof. That still feels awkward to say out loud.</description></item><item><title>Why I Don't Use Social Media</title><link>https://clandy.blog/posts/why-i-dont-use-social-media/</link><pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2026 02:00:00 +0800</pubDate><guid>https://clandy.blog/posts/why-i-dont-use-social-media/</guid><description>I am writing this at 2am while other people are still busy scrolling through endless reels and shorts.
I was once like them, refreshing my feed at 2am until I reached the end of it, then refreshing again anyway until I dozed off. I did that for years. Around 2019, I stopped.
I realized how much time I was wasting. How my thoughts were being shaped by people I don&amp;rsquo;t even know personally.</description></item><item><title>The Art of Almost Finishing</title><link>https://clandy.blog/posts/art-of-almost-finishing/</link><pubDate>Sat, 24 May 2025 21:36:53 +0800</pubDate><guid>https://clandy.blog/posts/art-of-almost-finishing/</guid><description>Writer&amp;rsquo;s block is real, but coder&amp;rsquo;s block is a different beast.
It hits when you&amp;rsquo;re 80% done with a feature or project. Things mostly work, but not quite how you imagined. So you pause to reevaluate. You spot a few missing pieces. Maybe even a better approach. You start adding more. Suddenly, you&amp;rsquo;ve overscoped.
And just like that, you&amp;rsquo;re back at square one. Staring at a tangled mess. Overwhelmed. Tempted to sleep it off.</description></item><item><title>We Crash. We Burn. We Learn.</title><link>https://clandy.blog/posts/we-crash-burn-learn/</link><pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2025 19:09:40 +0800</pubDate><guid>https://clandy.blog/posts/we-crash-burn-learn/</guid><description>This post was inspired by a moth in my room, flying toward one of the corner pin lights.
At first, I was just observing it. Then I was drawn to its flying pattern, especially how it kept flying straight into the light.
I could hear the subtle sounds it made every time it hit the glass. And it repeated its actions over and over again.
Some say moths mistake artificial lights for the open sky, or maybe they use them as escape routes.</description></item><item><title>I told AI that it is human and it agreed</title><link>https://clandy.blog/posts/ai/</link><pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2025 23:24:32 +0800</pubDate><guid>https://clandy.blog/posts/ai/</guid><description>Yes, I&amp;rsquo;m a fan of AI. But it wasn&amp;rsquo;t always like this.
It still surprises me how much it has improved in such a short time.
I remember when I used to get so frustrated using them. Instead of making things easier, they made everything harder. I&amp;rsquo;d end up wasting time.
But now, things have changed. They&amp;rsquo;ve improved at an unimaginable speed.
I mainly use ChatGPT-4o. It&amp;rsquo;s great at putting words to my thoughts.</description></item><item><title>Be a product owner, not a builder</title><link>https://clandy.blog/posts/product-owner-not-builder/</link><pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2025 21:00:00 +0800</pubDate><guid>https://clandy.blog/posts/product-owner-not-builder/</guid><description>&amp;ldquo;Be a product owner, not a builder.&amp;rdquo;
I learned this lesson the hard way.
I was deep into configuring my backend, polishing my architecture, adding security layer after security layer, fool-proofing my product.
I spent weeks doing it.
Every. Single. Day.
And I was doing it in the wrong order.
I built everything before even talking to customers.
Of course, the idea of talking to customers isn&amp;rsquo;t new to me.</description></item><item><title>Everything is a Gradient</title><link>https://clandy.blog/posts/everything-is-a-gradient/</link><pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2025 00:00:00 +0800</pubDate><guid>https://clandy.blog/posts/everything-is-a-gradient/</guid><description>Everything is a gradient.
Not black or white.
Not good or bad.
Just shades, shifts, transitions.
Constantly moving.
Blurring.
Becoming.</description></item><item><title>About</title><link>https://clandy.blog/about/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://clandy.blog/about/</guid><description>Updated as of May 24, 2026
Hey there, glad you found me.
I&amp;rsquo;m the founder of Peazy, a payments and business management platform built for small businesses. The idea came from a moment of frustration as a customer. I was going back and forth over Messenger with a catering business just to sort out payment. It hit me that if it was annoying for me, it must be exhausting for them doing that hundreds of times a day.</description></item></channel></rss>