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.
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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.