To Build A Team...

The 3 days 2 nights rendevous at Eagle Ranch Resort was worth all the pain it caused my joints and my head. I've been to a few team building events and this latest one was definitely the best. I was all excited to go though we had to pay a few hundred RM. Don't care about the amount. I was glad we paid and went.

My only regret was I didn't get to do two of the games that were planned for us there due to the blasted migraine I had. I did force myself to get up and practiced the war cry with the others but the pain was too unbearable. I knew I had to take a break after purging the day's lunch on the field.

Feeling guilty for 'abandoning' my team mates I forced myself to get up after a few hours resting and joined them for the countdown for Christmas.I could see satisfaction in their worn out faces.

For some of us, that was the first time we set eyes on each other, but the bond we formed was as solid as the 8 foot wall we had to climb during the obstacle course. I know for sure that each one of us have learnt tremendously from the experience. I for one, now am ready for any obstacles that may come our way. Together, I know we will overcome it.

Cut! End of Things

It's a wrap! And I feel it's all because of me.

I haven't been good lately. I neglect to do and think about a lot of things. I gave in to ANTs (Automatic Negative Thoughts) most of the time when what I really need are to focus on more constructive ones.

Bad, bad, bad Moon.

This too will pass.

Till We Meet Again..And Again And Again

The girls have returned to Durham last Saturday. Suddenly the house feels so empty now. They wanted us to come with them, well actually they wanted ME to go with them, not Ayah Amir hahaha. We'll make good our promise to visit them. Hope for it to happen next year. Looks like we have to put in more effort in building the business.

We sure miss the English lady and her Malaysian sister, alot.



The sisters in action.

Days to a school reunion

My secondary school friends and I rarely do this. It's not an annual event. The last time we met (which was the first time for most of us after we left school) was about 3 years ago. There were many faces I couldn't recognise because I left the school after SRP to go to a boarding school in Seremban (and made one of my life's biggest regrets).

The first gathering was suggested and organised by one of them. This second one was my idea. And a simple one. I suggested we meet up for hi-tea somewhere in KL, thinking since it involved no cooking on our part, it would be widely accepted. But no, they wanted a 'simpler' reunion.

Which is a day at the park, so the children will have the space to run around while the parents yap about what they've become post the first reunion. I'm OK with it, and so does many others. I'd rather not argue about such petty thing. Better save the energy for more important matters (like what is going on with the government nowadays and the current floods situation). But of course, they are a few others who don't think like me. Better let them be. The majority wins principle applies here.

Let's just see what happens next.



Remembering the old days.

Empty Vessels Make The Most Noise...

I had a chat with a primary school teacher (still teaching) who is a proud owner of two Mercedez, one Unser, one Perdana, one MyVi and a boutique shop with 19 loyal workers but 'humbly' claimed that he isn't rich, just so-s0. Well, maybe so, but when I asked his secret of 'success', he became defensive and changed the topic.

Aren't you richer when you help others to be rich too? Isn't that what our religion taught us to practice (Prosper thy neighbours)? What good is your success when you can't bring yourself to share the secret with others? To me, that person is not successful, he's just full of bull.

One thing I learn from my successful partners is "Never underestimate anyone".
You'll never know what you could learn from them. That teacher obviously underestimate me. His loss, not mine.

New Beginning, New Challenges, Test ProvenTenacity

Yuhuuu..Yes, it went ok on my side and superb on his. We decided no to spend any time away from the country although I still have a week's leave (then, but I am starting work on Monday) instead we spent the time regrouping with our partners. The vacation can wait. The business is our livelihood, building the business is building lives, ours and others.

We are also starting a new venture, one that we can't say no to (he had been complaining about the quality of children's TV programmes for almost two weeks prior to this). I'm all excited because I get to learn something new, which could also be my starting point in the world of writing.

The flower girls from Durham are also here, and staying with us (well, we are actually staying with them) which means I get to learn the things that excite pre schoolers. Thank you to the parents who decided to stay longer than than planned. The Law of Attraction is actually putting everything and everyone at the right place. Allah is Great!

The girls are so excited about a lot of things that the sight of me wearing Amir's kain pelekat got me bombarded with endless whys. Until they saw my makeup accessories. Then they go non stop (Girls being girls). I know I'm going to miss them lots.

Parti Bujang

Neeza initiated a 'parti bujang' on Saturday and I suggested it must include a stripper. But they opted for karaoke instead. Oh well, we didn't have a stripper but close. Sedi looked good in his Joget style hahaha. We all joined in the fun while Amir impressed Neeza (and myself) with his vocal ability.

Somehow, after the so called bachelor party the discussion (more like laughing session) was about haiwan maun, maging and maserba (Yes, Di, it is maserba, I've checked). Kata-kata penutup came from the court jester with his 'daging babi la babi' story. Muahahhaha.

Thank you, thank you for a wonderful night.

Love you, but I guess you guys know that already.




Let's make this the theme song for our karaoke session eh...hahahah

I,2,3,4,5...

What are you waiting for? Why are you still waiting? Analysis leads to paralysis. It's better now than later. Berakit-rakit dahulu. Takan terus nak berenang-berenang ke tepian. Unless you're born rich...



I'm changing my status from 'Free' to 'Freer'.




This song became the theme song for me and my classmates back in 1994.

The Wuhuuu Entry

Why wuhuing? We have been told countless times to count our blessings and forget our sorrows right? I am counting them now. I am grateful to have him at my side the whole time (though he could just walk away and spare himself the emotional, erm MY emotional outburts). Thank you babe!

It's Ramadan Al Mubarak again! The atmosphere just feels different, kan? Everything moves at the normal pace, but I feel a lot calmer and happier. The days and nights of Ramadan are truly blessed. Alhamdulillah.

My editor, whose optimistic outlook on life, is an inspiration to me, is now our partner. She was so taken by the French spa that the company offers, not to mention the prospect of meeting new people and the confidence that many of our young partners exude, that after a brief introduction, she sealed her consent. Thank you kak! You're a real morale booster.

My sister, is now a few months pregnant and will be delivering a baby boy, InsyaAllah, to the world in December, as is my sister-in-law, whose expecting her fourth bundle of joy and a third son. Yup, the Nasri's clan will have more boys than girls by the looks of things.

I received my RM350 worth of French signature skincare products after winning the second place in the SMS contest organised by the company. And the winners will be featured in the next company's newsletter. The law of attraction DOES work!

I've started going back to the gym and today was my second session and I feel so good (though after the work out I felt a little dizzy). But still, it's good! Can't wait for the next session, come Saturday.

This is one of the songs I listen to while working out. Kick ass!

What Do I Get In Return?

One damn good question when one wants to pursue any new venture. Nobody willingly accept failures, right?. If I'm right, don't hate me (but don't hesitate if you want to), if you think I'm wrong, go ahead smirk, but allow me to smile. Because I know people who readily admit defeat, after putting a lame fight.

When embarking on new ventures, please look beyond the monetary aspect. At this time and age, we are so in need of a strong self that money, though very important, can never outweigh the search for a better self. In order to win the challenges that life throws into my path, I need to have a stronghold of values.

Yes, my elders have done their job in laying a good foundation but it's now up to me to make it better. I've realised I was always aiming for a comfortable life, great partner (this I know I have :D), wonderful friends (and these), good career etc but never wanting a good self, thinking having those mentioned will make me a good person. What I learnt these few months really put that thought to shame.

How can I think such shallow thoughts? Because that's what have been drummed into my head since forever? To change how my mind thinks is no easy feat and I'm very sure I wouldn't want to think and act differently if it's not for the self help talks and books I've been attending and reading or for the real life experiences shared by the new friends I've met. This wonderful venture allows me rethink alot of things.

Yes, that initial question is an all important question. In return I've got more than a considerable amount of money.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

My Problem Area

Shopping for pants has always been a problem for me. I'm sure there is a perfect size for me somewhere out there. Yet I still dread it. The mirror in the fitting rooms are good at telling me how unattractive I look. But the International Members Exchange (IME) of my business network will be held this Sunday at Sunway Lagoon resort and I guess a long skirt is not the way to go. I decided to go shopping today with him. I did tell him that I hate shopping for pants but I guess he did not expect me to break down and cry after the purchase.Yes I cried.That's how weird I can get.Only I understand the pain.

Anyway, I know I'm going to have loads and loads of fun at the biggest party ever held in Sunway Lagoon Resort, where it will be closed to public for one whole day! Yes, and Search will be performing that night.Wild eh?

And another thing, I won the second prize for the SMS contest that the company organised. Hehe, I won babe I won! YATA! (Though I still don't know the meaning of this word)

Sekali-sekala

Dah suka la plak buat ni. Not original, I admit, but it makes me happy. Tak kira nak letak juga lagu ni. My all time favourite band, the first rock band I listened to.





Adei.Gelap sungguh cerita ini.

When Confused, Seek Help...

When I decided to take this chance to change my life, there was no indication whatsover of how difficult it would be. Two months into the business I felt so worn out and wanted to just hide under the bed and cry. I did for the whole month. He suffered along. But the selfish me didn't want to acknowledge that. I sought refuge in the books we bought. His love and the wisdom the books impart urged me to buck up and take control of the situation. Well, I did.

Now one of our partners is facing a great challenge of his own. And he seems want to give it all up. I'm very sad yet I understand what he's going through. When you think you don't get all the support that you need, you tend to think it's not worth doing. That it's so much easier to just let everything go and go back the way you were. Just remember, if obstacles were so easy to overcome, they wouldn't be called 'obstacles' were they? It's supposed to be hard, because successful people who faced real hardships and conquered them last longer than those who are 'successful' by virtue of their surnames. And these tough people turn out to be a real gem, looked upon by thousands of people.

This is a reminder to my partners as well as a reminder to self. Seek and you will find.




Adik-adik, you have all the support from us!

Here's The Truth...

As much as I want to think that I am already 'Merdeka', truth is I am not. Because I just don't feel like it at all. We celebrate Independence Day today, to commemorate the day our beloved Malaya stood on its own two feet, free from the hands of the colonial masters. But in almost every aspect of our life, we are far from being 'merdeka'. I'm here at the office, to complete the 5 day a week working rule. This coming Friday, I'll have to work double shift to make sure that Mrs Boss look good in the eyes of the Jokers Upstairs. Do they care about little people like me? They say they do, but we know better. The sad part is, I did believe that they really care once, but the longer I'm here and the more I see, the less I believe. So, I'm not in celebrating mood at all.

The So Called Independence Day...

Just like last year, I'll be working on National Day eve (finishing around 11). God help me because I'll be right smack in the middle of the city when all city dwellers will be rushing to KLCC to celebrate their so called independence day. Ayohh!I had a terrible terrible experience two years ago when I was stucked in traffic for almost 3 hours after the countdown. Mind you, I wasn't rushing to get home from KLCC. I had just finished work for the day (yeap, my life was as wonderful as it is now, working on shifts) and didn't think that the evil that was the city's congestion would affect me, the pekerja cemerlang. How shallow I was eh? Ya Tuhan! Will the same thing happen to me tomorrow? Sengsara dah rasa dah ni.

Larger Than Life

Wuhuuu..ok this is a real accomplishment. And ok I admit that he has influenced me in more ways than I'd like to admit. But all in a good way. I've started buying books AND reading them again. For before this, I bought books only to discover them hidden away 3 months later and wondered who's books were those. Now, a trip to the bookstore is a must whenever I feel, what's the word MG, obtuse? Which is well, quite often. Now I'm starting to think and dream bigger than myself. We all should.

You Are One Of A Kind!

A one hit wonder that I love. Think yourself as a unique person, the one and only for a change, and see how your life change after that.

I so love this time of my life!

Not A Blue Monday

The last time I went to the National Zoo was aeons ago. I can't remember exactly when, but I know I was still in primary school. There wasn't much to remember back then. I knew I took the ride on the coach and that was it.

It must have been a not so enjoyable trip because even when I went there yesterday with Amir and my nephews, nothing rang a bell. Maybe it's a different zoo, that's why I couldn't remember a thing. Or maybe I'm just forgetful.

The boys had the time of their lives, though. I took the opportunity to teach them a thing or two about the animals and about courtesy. OK, well, Khaty the Orang Utan baby actually started it. After showing off her skills in peeling the skin off a coconut, she took the husks and threw it in the bin. That's educational entertainment for you!

I've heard people say the place was in a bad shape and that the animals lacked care. But that's not what I saw yesterday. Some parts of the area were closed for repair and that the animals there, to my untrained eyes, looked taken care of. Plus, the toilets there are actually being cleaned.

Maybe what it needs is just more visitors. For that, I recommend you to visit our National Zoo for an educational trip, not to mention healthy (take the walk instead of the coach). It'll certainly saves you more compared to a weekend outing to KLCC. Definitely!

The Reason

I went into hiding for the past two weeks, supposedly to gather back my dwindling strength after an emotional battle with the army of demons that reside in my big yet cute head. The truth is, apart from attending the compulsory 2 day course, I spent much of the 'hiding' time worrying, arguing, lashing out at the wrong targets and looking for stalls that sell durians and longans, in that order.

However, I think, the intensity of the above mentioned activities have lessened.

Healthy Strides

I think we are an overfed society. We bump into the restaurants, mamak bistros, food stalls and food courts everywhere we turn that open 24 hrs a day. I've always had weight issue since I was 12 years old. I put on weight easily and the many eating places plus the hours that I keep are just not helping.

It's always a struggle for me. To look good and to feel good means I have to jog on the treadmill for 40 mins, ride the exercise bike for 20 mins and another 20 mins on the slider, 5 times a week. And still, I am all about thunder thighs. Now, with the tight schedule, I have to forgo the gym sessions. Brisk walking at the lake most days of the week, is the option now.

Does this sound like I'm complaining? That is certainly not the intention. As the result of doing power walks during dawn, my face actually glows, so why complaint? Yes, my skin just looks better and healthier. Plus, I manage to persuade Amir to come along. It's quality time well spent!

I'm Not Trying To Bring You Down…

Giving up is not an option. It seems that I am throwing in the towel, but I am just giving myself time to think of the next possible steps. You can be sure I'm not losing sight of the goals I've committed myself to.

I know the road ahead will not be easy. Heck, I don't want it to be so easy that later I can't appreciate the culminating success. We all have our personalised demons to conquer and battle to fight. Mine are so deep rooted that it takes the whole of me to win.

But win I will. There were many times before that I denied myself the benefits of doubt and sadly regretting the decision to stop on my track and just let things be without making things happen the way I wanted them to happen. With support and understanding, I know that eventually victory will be mine.

It will be.

Celebrating Life…

I had the chance to catch the tail end of the concert organised by the late Princess Diana's sons the other day. I so beat myself for missing it. And yesterday I managed to watch the interview given by the handsome princes.

William and Harry threw a concert in conjunction with their mother's birthday to celebrate her life and what she stood for when she was alive. Diana was a compassionate royalty who not only became famous because of her marriage to the British heir but also for the works she had done for the people in need. We are often reminded of her in many ways, many times by photographs of her talking to a sick person or holding an undernourished baby.

The legacy she left behind is enormous. And this is what the sons are trying to convey to the world. They want us to remember Diana as a woman who gave her heart and soul into making the lives of others more meaningful, instead of remembering how tragically her life ended that day in Paris.

Life is very short. Diana is a strong reminder of how short it can be. She had fill that short years in giving joy to the people around her. And when my time here expires, I hope I've done well for my loved ones and the people around me.

Constant Reminder…

We did it last night at around 1.30am. It was good. We didn't go for second round though. As good as it felt, I think we were both quite tired.

Memories of Tok Siah were playing in my mind while we were eating the fruit. (Yes, we went eating durians last night, what did you think we did?) I quite missed her. The fruit was good but it didn't feel quite the same eating it there at the spot. I would prefer having a durian feast at home with the rest of the gang. It would be a blast. (Oii jom la kenduri durian, bila lagik!)

How I really miss the congregation of the freaks. While the rest are pretending to be working hard at the office, one freak is having a freaking good time in Kuching or maybe she's pretending to have a good time. Ok, I sincerely hope she's having a wonderful time there.

There was a time when we thought the bond would stay the same. As painful as it is, we have to accept that we are all changing. I remember someone said about change being the only constant thing in life. As it is with everything else, there is always a reason for things to happen. Now we understand each other a little bit better, don't we?

I really miss you people. Although we would repeat the same stories or gossip about the same people over and over again, never would I feel bored when it's you guys who are yapping. Now, excuse me, I think I'm going to cry…

A Spiky Tale

I know some people do not like clichés. Due to the fact that my creative juice is not flowing properly today, I am going to start the entry in a very cliché mode:


I love durian. I wouldn't say it is my favourite because when it comes to fruits, I don't have any favourite. I just like them. Of course, they are some fruits that I prefer more than the other.


When I was in primary school, Tok Siah (my grandmother) would collect money from my uncles and aunts so she could buy baskets of durians. All the small ones would wait anxiously at her house when the adults went out to get the fruit. There were many of those moments when she was still around.


It was one of my fondest memories of her. Besides the rich taste and the challenge of opening the fruit (as if), the memories of Tok opening the fruit with ease (she was strong), making bubur for us or pulut to go with it, made me quite 'attached' to the king of fruits.


These past weeks, my mouth have been watering for durian yet again. I mentioned it several times to Amir, but both of us just don't know the trick of picking the right ones. Between the two of us we might get larva-infested durians. Yes, I know, yuck!


But tonight we are getting them. Looks like we have to trust the pakcik or abang selling the spiky fruit to pick the really good ones for us.

The Older The Wiser

She is a year older today (I think I'm not allowed to reveal her real age).

Happy birthday, Pae. I know you will get what you aim for this year. It's an honour to have you as our business partner.

This is done on purpose in order to protect her identity. (Hahah ok this is the only pic of her that I keep. The rare occasion when she wears baju kurung...)

Learn, Reflect and Retain...

Yes, there are many types of people. I know many types of people. But today I want to write about one type of people. The type that does not have the urge or initiative to learn and if they do learn that morning, they'll forget when evening comes.

I tell you, this type is one of the worst kinds. They'll ask your help, through all kinds of channels ie emails, phone calls, smses, shouting across the room, and you gave them what they wanted, oh yes, they'll thank you. But give them a day or two and they'll email, call, sms or shout to you across the room asking the same question as the day before. And you answered. No, of course, it doesn't end there. It goes on and on, the same thing all over.

You really want to help, because you believe in karma. You help people now, someday they'll return the favour when you most need it. However, you just cannot help but to wonder, why aren't these people learn, reflect and retain? Why the need to go over the same ritual asking help about the same thing over and over? Why are they wasting their wonderful mind and give in to laziness?

I see this pattern prevalent in many people, especially among the people I work with. Yes, it is sad, unfortunately it is very true. The next time this happens, I'll make sure they'll learn and retain what they have learn. It is not for my satisfaction, it is for their own good.

Always Older Than Me...

Happy Birthday, Amir!
May your dreams come true this year (And GET THAT MURANO!). Amin.

But I'll Manage...

I am angry. I am always angry. Many things make me angry. When people make excuses, lame excuses, I am angry. When people assume they know better about me, I am angry.

When people preach about unity, honesty and integrity, but they don't practice what they preach, I am angry. When people pretend they care, but the truth is they only care about how much they'll get, I am angry. When critics critic with the intention of pushing me to the limit so they can take control over me, I am angry.

When people put the blame on one person, saying they're at the disadvantage because of that one person's alleged inability to do things, I am angry. When people only talk about how THEY feel, instead of listening to how others feel, I am angry. When people talk incessantly about the same thing, I am angry.

I AM angry. I am ALWAYS angry. But I AM also lucky, to have the RIGHT mind and the RIGHT anger management coordinator.

Just don't let me get my sword when I'm angry...

A Personal Business

It's not personal, it's business. I didn't pay much attention to this saying, although Donald Trump always seems to say it with conviction. Frankly speaking, I don't care about Donald Trump. I know a lot of people are inspired by his success but I just don't like his face. Do you notice that he seems to frown all the time? He seems uptight to me. Now, picture Richard Branson.

Ok, I'm digressing. What I really want to say is, business is always personal. When I first made my decision to start this business, my family was on the top list of reasons I start. Family IS personal. And for someone like Mr Trump, who's adored by thousands of people to say it's not, is just not right. We have the right to choice. I trust you will use your best judgement to choose whom to look up to.

What good will it brings when in the course of you expanding your business, many people suffer? You may feel you don't have to answer to them for whatever decisions you've made. But will you want to answer to yourself for whatever you've done? After all the worst critics lies within you. There'll come a time in your life that you will think back all your past deeds and misdeeds. And by then, it'll all be too late.

So my point is, always use your heart and of course your head in whatever you do, for without either one, success will have no meaning.

The Tie That Binds…

We drove all the way to Seremban to fetch adik and bring him to Shah Alam. Honestly, I didn't have the energy to go this morning, woke up all cranky. But the sms from Amir made me dragged my self up. After all, it was my idea to go see Adik.

Adik is a man with few words. He wasn't always like that. When he was small, we had to tell him to shut up. But I guess something happened along the way that made him the man he is now. Along the years, we've grown farther apart.

Then the business came. It somehow change the atmosphere between us. Though he wasn't as lively as when he was young, he's much more approachable now. Amir plays a vital part in this transition. I guess Adik just needed someone to sit down and talk to him, paying attention to what he wants in life.

We still have a long way to go. There are many years to patch up between us. But I know we're going to have a better brother-sister relationship.

The Re-Learning Process

Much of the weekend was spent with my precious ones. Mak took one look at my place & immediately went to work. Yup, she's very hands on & no, I'm not that messy. She just needed something to do.

The seminar at the hotel on Saturday was enlightening as expected. With the exception of the tasteless dinner served there, everything went on as planned. Pae and Esah got all fired up and couldn't wait to launch their own business. Good for them!

Sunday was productive as well. Went to Kajang to meet the mak andam (who's my uni friend). Since I'm a simple person (yes, I'm a self proclaimed 'koboi' - much to my aunts' chagrin) the transactions went on not more than 30 minutes. I just needed to confirm with her the date and the service that I want, but we stayed on for almost two hours.

We all enjoyed the wonderful dish served before us (Amir took half of my sambal sotong). Pae was a great help especially when we talked to Jaya (another friend at another location: Ampang Park). She is learning the ropes quite fast. Good for her!

Together, we are in the process of re-learning…

Everyday Richer…

I am making friends as I go along building up the business. Isn't that great? I don't have to look over my shoulder every 5 minutes to make sure my so-called 'friends' are not launching an attack, guerrilla style.

I added two people in my friends' list last night, two wonderful ladies, who are Amir's acquaintances. I've actually met one of them two weeks before, but didn't get the chance to talk much to her then (first time jumpa, macam malu-malu seh) According to her, everyone at the table that night was wondering who I was for Amir decided to be mysterious.

OP and Alia must've thought I talked too much. Excitement does that to everybody I guess. I hope they were as excited meeting me as I was meeting them.

Yes, by the look of things, I am everyday richer.

I Have A Choice...

When I received e-mail from a colleague implying that the rest of us are not doing our job, I got very defensive. And my first reaction was to write him back a nasty reply. But then halfway through, I stopped, remembering something about not letting our emotions do the thinking and because I've ran out of 'niceties' to write him.

Many a time I fell in the trap of letting emotions taking over the better of me. Amir said, I've always had the choice how to react to any situation that is not in my favour. That is difficult to adjust to, but I'm learning.

So, I think, I've made the right choice in not responding to that email. Maybe he feels justified sending it because he has so many tasks in hand that needed completion and the rest of us just sit there and let him do all the work. Whatever it is, I am grateful for that email because now I know, I CAN be the bigger person.

Show Me The Money, NOT!

This is a rather late response to the salary increment that the government servants will get this month. When the news was announced on TV, everybody at the office was excited like hell, except yours truly. Why? Because no matter how much the increase is, it'll not be enough to cover the expenses (traders had increase prices of some of the goods a week BEFORE the announcement, well blood-suckers can sense this kind of things).

Ironically when I heard that those under the commercial scheme (that's where I belong) would not get the same increment, I was mad. Not so much for not getting the money but more because of the fact the decision was made by one person who thinks he has the right to break up families (eh, PM pun dah bagi, dia plak ngada2 tak mo bagi) . What about the colleagues who had been hoping to get that increment this month?

This and many other reasons, is why I can't wait to free myself as well as others from the trap we're in, working for money (instead of having money work for us. It's very familiar isn’t it?), to show others that there is a much, much better way to live life the way WE want it to be.

A Good Mother, She is…

She's a young single mother, blessed with two active boys. When I first knew her, little did I know that I would have played a part (albeit small) in helping her to change her life, for the better. The way she single-handedly manage the boys just never cease to amaze us. Abang has taken a liking to Amir and adik to me. Looking at their cute innocent faces, we felt compelled to show their mother a way that can lead to a better life for them. It was heart-breaking to see her struggling to take that step, yet she trudged up, looking ahead at the goals she set herself, never losing sight of them. Her journey has just begun and so long as she remembers why she took to this road, she'll reach her destination. I pray that the others will follow suit for I know this path will bring us to greater heights in life and when it is travelled together, the journey is much more meaningful.

I am lucky to have her as a friend. I can only wish I could be as strong.

The Champions That We Are…

Everyone knows we are all born champions. I don't need to go into details on how lest people should feel that their intelligence is being insulted. However, as strong as we were before, we are now just mere weaklings, taking life's challenges without fervour. Have we ever stopped and think why we have become so wasted? Some say, yeah life does that to you, some would blame everyone but the one person that is truly guilty, some would accept it as their fate. And when an opportunity presents itself before us, we let it pass, blinded by our indifference & anger. Taking charge of one's life is not an easy undertaking, especially when we've been conditioned for ages to let others boss us around. But take charge we must for the choices it gives the freedom it brings and the happiness that entails.

For my precious ones that are walking this line with me, let us not forget the dreams before us.

Three of the precious ones...

One Giant Step For Moonkind

Osh osh, I've landed on the moonspot after two years of mulling. He said, my current moon abode isn't suitable for people like me. (Translation:Opposite shallow).Ok, Encik, Moon is here.The transition was sparked by the change I'm experiencing from singledom to you-know-what-dom (it's d-o-m NOT D-O-O-M, err surely it's not THAT bad!No?, ok should I go Oh oh now?) Anyway, the decision is final, plans are underway, arguments are getting frequent, headaches come a visit often & excitement is building.Yes, all the very best for me.