Imagine

For us, for our kids, for our future generations

Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people, living for today

Imagine there's no country
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
No religion too

Imagine all the people, living life in peace

Imagine no possesions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people sharing all the world

You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

~ John Lennon

Detoxification of the mind

In this increasingly materialistic, shallow, cruel, cold society, I find myself having the need to have a detox of the mind. For the fear not that I'll be one of them, but fear that I shall one day be cynical & jaded.



Your worth is not determined by...

the number of pounds you weigh,

the amount of money you have,

the colour of your skin,

the branches on your family tree,

the size of the hill you can ski,

the points you can score,

or the people you know.



Your worth is determined by...

your ideals

your values

your dreams

your passions

your commitments

your thoughts

your words and

your deeds.



Your worth is determined only by the way you live you life.

~ Linda page

In a motivational mood

Gosh...what a day!
One consultancy deal blown up in my face, put in some effort for it, but the opposite party was just not sincere in his negotiation, I'm really pissed. Not because I didn't seal the deal, but the way he negotiated. It wasn't even a negotiation to start off with.

Then I was looking forward to happy hour with my best girl, long overdue meet up due to both our busy schedule. That also, was cancelled last minute as she was called back to the office to work after she had left!! (Remind me again not to go back to employment!).

But as I always try (TRY is the word) to tell myself- how you perceive the situation is how it will be for you. So, I try (there's that damn word again) to psycho myself to think myself to winning this mind game.

I smsed my hubby, and have to reword the phrase I'm stressed, I'm down, I'm dejected, I'm depressed (after four negative attempts) to - I want to feel good.
"I want to order McD or pizza, and you go buy beer for me, as I want to feel good after the incident. "
Quite instantaneously, I felt better! Just by rewording my thoughts.

So here's my reward- a plate of hot greasy fried rice (McD, pizza, doesn't matter. I love my grease!), followed by yummy old skool strawberry cake and BEER.

And the bonus is, by being determined to MOVE ON after the rejections, I finally finished the exam materials I've been procrastinating on for the last 3 weeks!

Well, with so many things and to do's in my mind, it's not the easiest thing to do, so I made this note (awww..pink is my fav!), pin it up right in front of me on my work board, and it really really helps to pull my 'wandering spirit' down to the TASK ON HAND at the moment.

A man fails because of his inability to f-o-c-u-s, and a man goes insane with stress because of his inability to be present and focus on the task on hand. ~ mellie

A different kind of horizontal activity

This afternoon, my body decided to tell me, very obviously that, Hey sista? Ya know, swimming alone does not constitute a complete work out, u hear me?

I hear you alright, oh body of horizontally challenged mess.

I was inspired by a Take it Lying down exercise routine I read in a mag.
Just a few simple steps, but I was suspicious when it stated an hour is needed. But the benefits are fantabulous (that shows why you can't always believe what you read).

And today since its a rainy day and I can't swim, I shall attempt this seemingly easy peesy workout. I quietly admitted to myself, I need a bit more stretching and tummy toning exercise that my swimming routine is not giving me.
(And I need to get Phuket bikini ready in a month!)

10 repetitions, 3 sets each? Bah, no sweat to me.

The warning alarm went off at my very 1st set. Here's what my brain said to me:
"Gah, this is harder than I thought"

Next set:
"Ooomph, oommph, earaggh"

Reaching the middle of the program:
"Oh my lord! The mother f****** pain!"

Not even to the end:
"Take the mother f****** pain away! Stop! Stop!"

You guessed it, I didn't finish the whole program.

Ah well...there's always another day...and there's always my sweet, gentle on my tummy swimming.
I love you, pink swimsuit.

Strut pout

My first pair of red heels. 3 or 4 inches too.

I've forgotten how wearing a high heels feels like- sexy, alive, I am woman- hear me roar...hmm...I prefer purrr...

After almost 3 years of sensible shoes..and sensible life (read: bland), I stumbled onto this scarlet purchase.

Here's how:

I got a surprise RM30 voucher from Padini (from HSBC credit card promotion). So, naturally I went to Vincci. Though I had swear them off my sensible shoe list, especially for my work, only leather, less than 2 inches, only Clarks, Lewre, Hush Puppies will do (Eh, I can't bear parting my good money on Fly-my-money-away-gamo yet lah).

At first, I only zoomed in on flatties, yes, you guess it, sensible shoes, basic shades, easy matching...and when the shoe I chose didn't come in my size. A light went off (no, not the store light). Why do I keep buying for my work outfit and have no decent going out garb that remind me the woman I was?
After that, I went MAD over my focus in searching for my long wished but never took action to buy killer red shoes!

I shortlisted a total of 8 pairs! Yes, 8 freaking pairs, coz my freaking shoe size of 9 makes it very very difficult for me.
Finally, I spotted this new arrival which was not my 1st choice...but it did came in my size, goddamnit!

I put it on, immediately gaining 3-4 inches, putting me at 5ft 7 or 8inches, yes...nice... very nice indeed.

Wore it the next night, every step I take makes me feel like I'm on my imaginary catwalk, my posture straighten up...ya know making what's supposed to protrude, well..protrude more..

Yesterday, I find myself craving to lay my hand on my next pair of 3.5 inches heels, maybe glittery? Definitely bright colours. Definitely shiny. Definitely sexy. Now, I understand what's the obsession with the women of Sex and The City with their sky high Manolos.

Strut pout, put it out, that's what you want from women ( Strut- Sheena Easton) http://www.lyrics.com/index.php/artists/lyric/sheena-easton-p-4159-lyrics-strut-t-3600019

Silly Katak Dibawah Tempurung

Thousand apologies!!!

I just realized today, that I actually had unpublished comments waiting for me since last month!!

Didn't know that I have to 'approve' the comments for it to be published, since when was this function activated?? Gah hah hah.

I'm really 'sa-kai', 'ja-kun' to this blogging thing. I know, I know, it's been around for years, but I'm a late bloomer larrr... and I would not have thought people actually read my blog except for my husband & mom (bless my family :- D )

So, sorry for taking A MONTH to reply your comments! I shall get my dear besch friend cum After Giovanni blogger to teach me how to work this blog of mine....sheesh.

Sorry ar, sorry ar, sorry ar