My Two-Year Itch

Looking back … what 7-year itch?? 2 years is more like it, it’s exactly when the brain starts to tell the body… go on gal.. move on… check out what’s out there! Take career for instance, interest peaks rapidly with great enthusiasm… and after 2 years.. my head starts to wonder, my heart starts to crave, my backside starts to itch for new challenges… I wonder is life challenging or am I constantly challenging my life instead ?!!! and you know for a fact that with every change comes risk, comes uncertainty, comes anxiety, comes fear.. but somehow all of this almost does not exist when the decision is made.. the comfy cushion somehow always have some kinda invisible bugs biting my bum… again my emotional hat takes a stronger role than the rational one!

Anyway, next month is another reincarnation in my work life. Back to Damansara Heights where I first started. Muaks Muaks to JNJ friends you have made my 2 year tenure a most wonderful time, taman siao siao babes I wouldn’t have survived without you, REALLY!

Dudes, Wish Me Luck!!




bye bye to my jnj comfy desk

No Laces

a song by Ken (my cousin) and his band (Time.Space.Repeat). No Laces is a working name, the other is called Saved. They have not decided yet.

it is totally mesmerising.

lyrix:
As the street lights turn to gold, so the clouds lift and laughs fill the air.
Time has pulled us so many ways, made me lose faith, but still you were there.
So many times I've tried to say, but the words stick somewhere around my heart.
And perhaps you'll never know that you saved me from falling apart with no laces and no hope.

The general idea being that it's looking back at a time when the narrator was deeply unstable (that is, falling apart) with 'no laces' to hold them together (as in a corset rather than a shoe). the first bit is more looking around at what they have now and how life is good. It's slightly awkward in the respect that it seems to focus more on the negative aspect of the song in the second half, but really it's meant to be quite a positive song thanking the unknown benefactor for their help in darker times.

lil rascal, i know it's funny!

In the midst of

my so called perplexing life, wondering around inconclusively about the doubts in certain things… while I constantly brush it under the rug conveniently hoping that someone will clean it before I even realize… *terrible spoiled brat* Anyway, somehow, things always have its own way of turning round and suddenly lil clouds started to clear off allowing the rays of sunshine glowing into my window.

It’s been real great in the last coupla weeks…

Mostly lil things…

Such as stumbling upon the difference of bedsheet.
Question : what’s the disparity between this and that … beyond colours and design.
Answer: by the number of thread counts. (unexpectedly from a geek!)
Oh I see…..*alamak* is it common sense? Kaka.. well.. I just learned. *another sign of a spoiled brat, buying bedsheet is mummy’s role!*

Such as knowing the first person other than me, who drinks teh-o-ice-limau-kosong. And giggling while debating whether dolphin is an animal?

Such as waking up one morning amusingly finding my puppy sleeping on the garden table all night just because she’s too afraid to come back down! Mind u she’s a rottweiler.. kaka who turns out to be a gentle giant too.

Such as shedding a few drops of tears, during my read of Tuesdays With Morrie.

Such as watching Jerry McGuire on HBO last night..(again) and touched by the powerful classic line (again and again) - ‘you.. complete me’ !!! fuyoh!!

Such as laughing away at my forgetfulness… i.e. almost driving off to a friend’s wedding when it’s suppose to be the next day! (Reminds me of some past embarrassing moments.. e.g. Going to a job interview that’s suppose to be the next day!! Phoaw.. extra points for the enthusiasm!) (Standing in front of the US embassy officials and got screwed because i was one week earlier than my appointment date) … going to work leaving my laptop behind… and the list goes on… pray that one day if you see a headline : ‘Mum left baby behind in shopping mall without even knowing’, hopefully that’s not me!

Although …

Happiness is nothing but good health and a bad memory – Albert Schweitzer

Blooming Cameron

Our marketing retreat brought us to Cameron Highlands, a very relaxing place with plenty of sightseeing at tea plantation, flower nursery, bee farm, strawberry farm, watercrest farm and organic farm. Everything was slow paced, no traffic, cooling weather and very peaceful.
The trip on the contrary, was pretty dramatic, having had some angry neighbour of our bunglow chased us out to begin with... then got locked out at Smoke House standing in the cold for almost an hour... not to mention.. the 'beings' some of us felt in the room.. kakaa..and a nightmare about my roomie turning into a monster trying to kill me!! and the same roomie who perhaps will walk slower than normal from now on, who was teased when she ate conflakes before realising that a snail had shared the same pot of milk with her!! kakaa...

some trigger happy clicking shots here..

What’s your favourite colour?

We all grew up with colouring books painting our childlike imaginations
We aaww at the fascinating rainbow because of its 7 colours
We paint our walls with soothing colours to relax our souls
Women put colours on their face to look beautiful
Flowers and butterflies are beautiful because of their gorgeous colours
Nudibranches, fishes, and corals are mesmerising also because of its overwhelmingly awesome colours
Colour TV was invented to enhance visual entertainment
Colour Contact lenses are fashionable
Football teams are differentiated by colours
Countries are sort after colourful national flags
Big brands are being identified by colours
Different colour symbolizes different emotions and connotations i.e., energy, tenderness, softeness, calmness, sweetness …
We are associated with colours one way or another
We are all surrounded by a colourful life

Yet

Why do some people, have to despise coloured people?
Why can’t they look beyond the skin colour?
Why can’t these racial discriminating people open up their big and kind hearts?

I’ve been struggling to understand

The Dawning

of my amateur photography, hoping to capture beautiful life we are surrounded with.

Starting with a lil girl who changed our lives...
Starting with a lil girl who gives us incredible joy and happiness...
Staring with a lil girl who touches our hearts...
Starting with a lil girl who makes the world smile...

My angelic niece, Ling Yi. 3.5 years old.

What to ourselves in passion we propose, The passion ending, doth the purpose lose.

Passion dies

After a while.
I don’t know why or how, but it dies.
Nothing else grows but the algae in my guppies’ home

After a while.
I get so frustrated, coz it dies
Nothing else is louder than my groan

After a while.
I get so angry with myself, when it dies
Nothing else is rising but the anger in my tone

After a while.
No matter how people try, it’s never revived
Nothing else is present but a miserable soul

My April month

had been wrapped with project initiation briefs, new product launch, monthly reports, rolling out campaigns juggling with my small budget yet wannabe a MEGA huge campaign… I had like 12 options of matrix, literally giving me several nightmares … dreaming about how else I can meet my budget yet still do the right thing, and how my printer tried to bribe me to sign off the RM60k worth or POSM by sending me an impressive platter of salmon sashimi, sushi rolls, fresh mussles…… yummy… and next to it was a nicely printed quotation ready with a pen. Then I woke up… lookin around for my sashimi.

Damn! It's 11:30pm on a friday night and i'm blardy still stuck in the office waiting for FA... all alone.. so i decided to upload some stuff.. here comes a photo diarrhea from my recent trip. The 1st photo represents a bunch of us.
More cheese in your spaghetti?

UNEF !!!! ASAF !!!! a game we played the whole time when we are not underwater.

Obviously, it's not always bright and sunny with clear blue sky... especially how i feel now... sob sob...

Bubbles Bubbles Bubbles

… after 5 months of rather monotonous life without you…
I almost died..

now, nitrogen restored.. leaving me with wonderful wonderful memories.

It’s the start of diving season in the east coast and I have impatiently waited for this moment for many many giraffe-neck-long months…. a choppy roller coaster boat ride with humongous waves brought us to my favourite beach in Perhentian, Bubbles Dive Center… while Kevin entertained us as he comically flew off the seats rolling on the floor, as the huge wave hit the boat throughout the journey.

The trademark characters - Ronnie, Pei See and Eric (owner of the dive center) never seized to amuse us with their ever friendly and cheeky jokes and pranks.

Ronnie generously let me had a go on his strobe (thanks thanks!) and patiently shared with me loads of photography tips and tricks… more thank yousss!! I hope you are proud of these photos…