will pen down some of my thoughts later...

Training for conversion, well, not really.

Sunday was a most productive day - bought so much of (useful and worth for money) stuff in under 2 hours. This is probably a direct result of being constantly having to convert pounds to ringgit over the past 2 weeks and visualising an increasingly large (imaginary but not necessarily) hole in the bank account, which has probably turned into a "being-deprived-of-buying-syndrome" and hence translated into a buying spree over the weekend! I hope I get my diagnosis correct and that this is a one time thing, or else this might turn into expenses>income which translates into a deficit position and in the long run..... living a broke life. And that would be a pathetic and sad one indeed.

One possible remedy? Get a job which pays in the currency one wants to shopping in. I'm so amazed with my brilliance. Speechless, really.
.....

Going for trainings, which as much as one enjoys being away from the bustle of work, will result in being fed so often in between meals (like morning tea and afternoon tea) which is really damaging to inner well-being (laugh-out-loud). Especially for certain people who has recently come to light how exercise does not excuse bingeing and being careless about things that one decide to digest. Which translates into a situation with totally sucks...

On that note, it seemed that I, personally, respond better to oats (different people will respond differently though, i.e not feel hungry longer, like some people respond better to wholegrain). Am currently trying out Weetbix (a wholegrain breakfast which is the only good cereal found over here.. good cereal meaning highest in energy, fibre and lowest in fat per serving) which I found out after having regular prudential consultations with a would-be doctor and avid readers digest reader of that one copy she has over there. :P I had some success of skipping lunch, where only some discipline is required which speaks plenty! Which is why I've managed to persuade her to cart boxes of Marks&Spencer triple choc crunch when she comes back for the summer break. Feel so ripped off after buying certain body-detergents from them at RM20 each when I hear retails at only 1 pound over there! They probably don't have it here anyway.

I sleep better wearing socks, even over here in hot Malaysia. Try it but don't blame me if you can't wake up..

You know you're addicted to facebook when......

You hear the priest saying this at communion:

"He poked the cup, gave it to His disciples and say......."

Man, I crack myself up.

p.s I'm NOT addicted to facebook, at least I don't think I am, just need to leave my ears in the washing machine.

A revelation nonetheless?

I have recently came to light about what the writers meant in the Emily Rose movie (end scene: she met Mother Mary in the fields) about the reason that she didn't want to go with her (i.e Mother Mary) at that very moment, hence choosing to go back to her inhospitable, dire-state body. It has somewhat been a puzzler to me what they meant by "Through you, others may come to know...and that demons exist." It was so that she could write that letter that Fr Moore read out in his personal testament. Which is such a simple reason. Yeah, laugh-out-loud. Now tho, I'm wondering how could she even hold a pen to write with her then horribly scratched up fingernails. It would have been excruciating.

Such a revelation to me tho when I watched the movie again with Ivy. Righto, blur me.

Writing this from a jet-lagging effect if you've noticed the insane hour when this piece was conceived. I've originally woken up at 3.

These tiny feet

What a relief it was
Especially to those who are under constant anxiety
Now the tension in the room has been broken

A cry of innocence, so heavenly and majestic
Was it from the first time you saw the blinding light in the OT?
Or the fact you have been torn from the cozy refuge which has been your home for close to 9 months

Your skin so soft and frail
Softer than any texture that I've set my hands on
Was afraid I might tear your tissues or uncompleted muscle formation using my coarse hands
Your bones are still in dire need of calcium
And in that moment, I can't imagine
How some of us can choose to abort such frailty in that moment of weakness
Using tools which can only be categorised as inhumane!

I continue to wonder how it is like to be a newborn
New and fresh to a world
Uncertain.. whether the journey will be a wonderful and worthwhile one

Vote: casted!

It is the 12th General Election today!
How exciting, my very first time!
Managed to grab a pen after receiving an sms to do so
Can't imagine why they should want us to vote with pencils
Another conspiracy like the indelible ink? Come one...

Left the house at 10am
Weather was dreadfully hot and sunny
What a relief it is to own a pair of shades
The heat and brightness made me feel rather spirited, and echoed a ray of hope

Ice-cream man would have made loads of ringgit in this heat
But remembered those who flood the voting centers are not children, who fancies ice-cream too much
Plus, he probably needed to vote!

Arrived at the school
The premise was rather quiet, it was strange
Made my way to 'stream 5' which was a classroom consisting of roughly 8 agents
A policeman was guarding at the exit door
Everyone looked sullen and dreamy
Did someone died? hahaa...
I felt a little dreamy myself, and rather blur from the sullen-ness
The guy sitting at the corner entrance checked my IC
He called my name
Out loud for everyone to hear
Felt like a criminal with a serial number attached

After crossing my choices, I placed them into the 2 boxes respectively
And strolled out into the open air
Vote casted!

As much as I felt a milestone has been achieved in my life
I can't help but feel... was that experience really exciting?
I've always envisioned voting day to be noisier than this
People strewn along the corridors and feeding each other with the latest political development

Well, maybe it was just the center I was allocated

May the results reflect the level of maturity of this nation
Fingers crossed!

The daydreamer

It was slightly drafty after a little rain

i took my little set of tools for a little dig

an urban archaelogist, me, in no way

as i gently claw into the damp soil

i sprinkled some seeds onto the little void i've made

earlier have gotten them off a flee-market, showcased on the owner's wheelbarrow-such pretty poignant coloured-petals

i'm such a fool for colours!

high hopes i have on those seeds...

my mind wandered abit to yesteryear

he was someone i hardly knew

he was brilliant and charming

and we have the best conversations about nothing-ness

like Meg Ryan would say, all this 'nothings have meant so much to me than so many somethings'

isn't it weird

i can only dream of the day when i can express how he has stayed in my mind all these years

how i wished it hasn't been more than 10 years

i guess first love dies hard

but how i wish it would!
how i wished i could move on..

a neighbour was strolling along with her child in a mini tricycle

i looked up, severed from my train of thoughts

maybe it was the gentle cluttering from the contact between its wheels and the gravel path

the little girl gave me a generous smile

it instantly brought a glow in me

i beamed

i covered the depression where the seeds now reside

the high hopes i have previously i remembered instantly

decided to go for a walk

grabbed a basket to pick strawberries

hopefully Mr Grey is home

a beautiful spring day it was

as i continued to dream my little dream.

Okay, if you're OIAM followers, here is a little bit of juicy info for you. Contrast both the following videos:

By current OIAM would-be finalist, Shila:



And the following video is by a random chinese singer, dunno what competition and from where (never bothered to find out), randomly stumbled upon it on YouTube:



"Contigo En La Distancia" - a really old spanish song which has been resung by Christina Aguilera. There is hardly any similarities between any of the old versions and Christina's. So it's quite obvious that Shila has made a little copyright infringement here. Well, maybe not legal infringement, but this is a competition where you are competing for a million bucks based on your originality! Hello! I'm deeply troubled. And I was really rooting for her after that song. Sigh.

Cool i'm pretty smart. 8-)

My favourite feelings:

-The feeling of gratefulness that I have a roof over my head when I'm hanging clothes, amidst a backdrop which is dark, mildly raining with an occassional waft of cool-air wind;
-Also raining (lol), this time driving in my beloved "Winnie Orange" whilst listening to slow jazzy tunes, also the feeling of gratefulness that I can own a car and pay on my own. I love my car! I love the pillows and fluffy toys that make it so comfortable. HAHA. And grateful that I don't have to wait for public transport, or walk in the rain, and that I can go anywhere I want! Need I say more?
-Unlocking my room when I come home from work to find everything that is mine and me! My pillow..blanket..clothes..bags..laptop..all mine! HAHAHA
-Listening to "Endless Love" with my eyes closed, daydreaming... which is totally random.

don't you think this is a rather weird post? :)

Ayu rawks...