Lifestyle of a Village Kiddo

I've Moved:- Permanently!

2010-11-08T19:27:00.000-08:00

Hi guys,

As google AdSense do not allow monetizing for this Personal Blog that I have, I have decided to Move PERMANENTLY to my new blog:-

http://legal-babe.blogspot.com/

Where I blog about Legal Talk and Life's Finest Adventures. Get in touch with what's Hot in the Legal World, as well as New adventures that I have been up to, Places I've gone to, and Photos I have taken along the way!

This explains why I have not been dropping by your blogs lately as I have been trying to get the whole monetizing thing going.. Many apologies! The next time you see me, I'll be blogging from the new blog! Ü

See you there!

For the last time, Over and out.

What is Life?

2010-11-08T04:36:00.000-08:00

“What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.”

What To Do When You Have a Cancer Patient At Home.

2010-10-29T03:44:00.000-07:00

The word Cancer is extremely common today that it scares me. Having been a survivor, and losing both my parents to it, I am, without a doubt, no stranger to this disease. While I did lose my mother to breast cancer, it was my dad's battle with stomach cancer that really taught me what I am about to write today.

When cancer strikes, it does not only affect the patient, but also family members of the patient. Dealing with the disease as a family member do not make it easier than dealing with it as a patient. Having fought alongside dad for exactly one year, here is what I have learnt:-

The Do's:

Know your stuffs - if not as much as the doctor, enough to let the doctors know that you had done your research on the sickness and you know enough to make sure they do their job well and without malpractice. It saves my dad three times, and prolonged his life span and most importantly, it gave us more time together.

Eat healthy alongside the patient - As a patient, he / she are naturally not allowed to consume the yummy greasy food that we are used to. In order to encourage them to stick to the healthy diet provided by the nutritionists or doctor, eat the food that they eat! Trust me, it is a lot of encouragement and you get a healthier, better lifestyle.

Enrol in a gym or Work-out - my dad had always been my hero, and I was extremely close and attached to him after losing my mom at the age of 1. He was the only one I always look up to. Needless to say that when he was diagnosed with cancer, it hit me really badly. I enrolled myself in a gym, and I find that working out keeps me sane and focused. Whatever pent up frustrations I had, I lashed it out on the treadmill and in Body Combat classes.

Cry, when given a chance - You are sad, and pent-up. Angry at life, at your family, at God. So cry! Crying serves as an instant relief and it lessens the stress in you.

Of course, the crux of it all is:

Spend as much time as you possibly can with your love one - Time is of essence here.. There are chances that with the right form of treatment, patient may go into remission. At the same time, bear in mind that at the moment, there are no permanent cure to this disease. So please, I implore you, to try your level best to spend as much quality time as you can with the patient. I tried my level best to be with my dad every single day for the past one year, and even then, I did not feel as though it was sufficient, and every single day, I wished I could turn back time, and spend even more time with him.

These points listed above are by no means my own personal point of view and experience. While I was in a state of depression upon finding out that dad was diagnosed with cancer, I realized I had no where to go to emotionally. I did not know where to look for assistance. I did not know what to do. Simply put, I was totally lost. Thus, I hope this article, will assist you, if not all, but some, and help you find your footing in dealing with having a cancer patient at home.

Always bear in mind, in order for the patient to believe in living, YOU have to remain hopeful. Take care of your emotions, and you will be emotionally strong enough to support and encourage the patient to keep living. For them to fight the war, YOU need to fight WITH them.

You're Funny.

2010-10-26T15:59:00.000-07:00

When I first posted the Formspring.me box on the right corner of my blog, I would have expected all sorts of questions coming my way.. This morning, what is funny is that I got a question from an "anonymous" person asking me extremely personal things about my personal life rather rudely, which was surprising, as apparently, this person is apparently "Educated".

Woman, you bring a whole new meaning to the word Educated. Perhaps, word of the day may be Lack of Mannerism. Its no surprise. It's probably the way you were being brought up with.

It makes me laugh how a person drops by my blog, Reads my stuffs, pry into my life, and then gets jealous at me.

Woman, Jealousy is a double edged sword. Be careful or you may just cut yourself too deep.
I've been quiet for a long enough time even when you have condemned my father, who is now in peace. Coming from a "Woman of God" as you openly proclaimed, that is just hyprocrital!

Oh yes, I'm talking about you. And yes, I am most definitely better than you because I said So. Well, at least I'm no liar. You are.

It is Easy to Love

2010-10-18T18:13:00.000-07:00

Just this morning at work, while I had a little free time on hand, I decided to browse through the "Notes" section on Facebook and came across this, posted by a dear old friend of mine, the beautiful Jaymie Barbie .
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Why do people make love so complicated? Its easy to love really, its easy to lend a hand, accept someone for their faults and differences. Why put a boundary on love and not let that emotion in? Why judge and accuse someone of loving too much, when all this world really needs is a little more of that four letter word. Love has dissapeared because everyone tries to give it a definition, tries to chop it up, and give their own meaning to how they feel love should be, so much that they make it impossible TO love

Give it up, dont be afraid to admit when you love, Never feel guilty for it. Every single person in this world wants to feel love, when they dont have it, they criticize it, when they have it, theyre blinded to their kind of love, you will probably love differently than the next, but dont ever let anyone stand in your way and tell you HOW to love or what love really is, because only you feel love the way you do.

If you were placed in my life and ive given you a moment of my time, ive loved you, maybe even for the simple fact that you took the time to talk to me, to listen to what I had to say, maybe it goes deeper than a you’ve always been there for me, the people I put in my life ive fallen in love with them for many different reasons whether its a simple reason, or a complicated one. Im not afraid to admit that every one has made their way into my heart a little, and im sending you my love in hopes that you accept your love, whatever it may be
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This brings me back to an old post of mine, Love is Like Narcotic , where I was asking myself, if I, like every other person, have the capacity to love.

I now know, I do, if not equally as much, maybe more than I used to Ü

Formspring.me - Ask me Anything

2010-10-17T23:15:00.001-07:00

What's your favourite song to dance to when your legs are aching?

That Thing You Do by The Wonders. This song always gets me Pumpin' and Groovin' regardless of the situation!

Click here, Ask Me Anything

Birthday.

2010-10-12T05:52:00.000-07:00

Your Birthday is Silver

You are the shy type. You get so lost in your own thoughts that you sometimes forget to interact with other people.

You are clever and bright. You find learning and thinking to be very easy.

What you find difficult is relationships. You have never been able to understand people.

You find both friendships and love to be difficult. It's hard for you to communicate your needs, hopes, and fears effectively.

What Color Is Your Birthday?

I find the first part thoroughly true but seriously doubt the second part as people close to me would know that I communicate my needs, hopes, and feelings, always. The core key to my belief in maintaining a good, strong bond would be Communication. Although i do not communicate my Fears overtly open, i still try to let the people I love know what makes me scared:- Losing them.

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On another note, It's my late dad's birthday today.

Papa, it has been 10 months now since we lost you, and it has been 10 months since the world lost one of its sunshine. I know, where ever you are, whether you're with Elvis in Heaven's Graceland, or soaring with the Angel's of Heaven, you're looking down on us, and on me. We missed you dearly. I know we will meet again. Someday.

Happy Birthday Papa. Remembrance of you everlasting.

(12th October 1947- 31st December 2009)

Formspring.me

2010-10-05T02:22:00.001-07:00

If you could change one thing that happened last year what would it be?

Not spending enough time with Papa. I was so caught up with my job and feeling stressed out. I should have just let loose and enjoy every single balance minute I have with Papa. What's done cannot be undone, but I still wish it is something I can change.

Click here, ask me Anything

Monday Talks ♥

2010-10-03T15:38:00.000-07:00

What would you do if you are out grocery shopping at Tesco and you chanced upon a weighing machine? I do not know about you, but I took the chance to weigh myself and thanks to home cooked dishes most of the night, I packed on 3 KGs! Imagine the horror... There goes my weight-loss efforts and diligent run on the treadmill. I am too much of a glutton to let home cooked dishes pass without taking a whack at it and the result is indeed prominent, as everyone seemed to note on the "chubby-er" side of me. Ö

I guess I should hit the treadmill again, eh?

Motto for the week:

Run healthy, Eat lightly, and for goodness sake, Lose some weight, Cindy! ;)

Have a happy Monday all. Pardon for the lack of post, I have so much to blog about but so little time! (heh... 'twas an excuse). I'll be blogging soon! :D

Should You Eat, Pray, or Love?

2010-09-24T22:17:00.000-07:00

Well, Everyone knows that I have been a huge fan of Elizabeth Gilbert, most especially this particular. For those of you who have been ardently following on my posts from ages ago, knows about my raving reviews about it as well. Since the movie, starring the ever lovely Julia Roberts as Elizabeth, is releasing in the cinemas soon, I figured I might as well have a go at this thingamajic here! :D

You Should Eat

It's likely that you've been going through a hard time, and you need to rest and refuel.

You could do with some nourishment, and not just the caloric kind. It's time to take care of yourself.

You find happiness when you put your own needs first. You deserve the best, and you should be pampered more.

Relax, indulge, and allow yourself to feel totally full. You've earned it.

Should You Eat, Pray, or Love?

Blogthings: We'll Tell You The Truth... Someone Has To!

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So please, I'm not FAT. I just need to EAT! ;)
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Saturday Talks ♥

2010-09-24T21:08:00.001-07:00

My studying stint starts Next Wednesday! I wonder how being back for classes feels like. Hopefully I may be able to start getting the hang of it quickly! Just checked out my classes and tutorials and realised I only have 16 tutorial classes before Revision starts and voila - exams! Being a Part time student is stressfull indeed... Look at me, stressing myself out even before my first class starts. Boy, the art of being a Legal Student, we just think too much sometimes Ö

Also, this new blog seemed to be, well, pretty empty! Hence, here I am, attempting to blab, hoping that this might turn out to be a decent post, but rather, its just, well... Blabs. :P Hopefully in due time once classes starts and assignments starts pourng in, mycreative and genius mind may start having interesting Legal talks pouring in!

Legal talks aside, Mommy arrived safely to KL yesterday evening. We had a great heart to heart talk and bonding session. It has been a while. Its weird talking about dad in the past tense when less than a year back we still had dad around. With dad passing on, things changes, and I guess to a certain extent, we all changed too.

Have a happy weekend. Ü

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

2010-09-24T21:07:00.001-07:00

So today, while I was in the office, I started surfing some Legal blogs, hoping that I would get some ideas for my own blog. Boy, I realised I definitely do need to start catching up on my studies now! I do not like the feeling of being left behind academically. I am not particularly competitive, however, I do like to be good (if not great) in what I am passionate about.

Level headed side of me thinks that I do need to hit the books as soon as I can, to get a head start. The procrastinator in me, on the other hand, still thinks that I have loads of time ahead to study. Considering the time frame, Class starts in September, and Exam is in May, gosh, it's only 8 months!

I'm running out of time.

Wake up Cindy!

I had better stop blabbing. I shall procrastinate today, and be hardworking tomorrow :D
(thats what I tell myself all the time)

Happy Monday! Ü

Legal-Babe : Oficially!

2010-09-24T21:06:00.000-07:00

After two whole years of being in the work force, I decided to enrol myself in college again with the intention to finish what I had initially started. Then came the idea of depicting my work + Legal student life in a blog. I figured, Fun + Legal related stuffs pretty much sums (me) all up though I have to say there's nothing much too fun about this blog - it may be too literal and technical, unless of course you are a legal geek, just like me.

Bring on the books, bring on the cases, bring on the statutes, and bring out the Legal Geek in me!
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I hereby declare that everything written in this blog are purely of my own thoughts and perceptions and it meant no harm nor any malicious intent on anyone.
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Blog : Un-Moved.

2010-09-24T21:04:00.000-07:00

So, Well... I have decided at the end of the day that moving my blog may not be a wise decision after all.. I have been a sporadic blogger as of late due to Working and studying all at the same time, so I may not be able to keep up. One blog. More than enough (=

Many apologies for my fickleness! ♥

Grief.

2010-07-19T04:44:00.000-07:00

It is almost 7 months now, since dad passed away. Within 7 months, I have led a tumultuous life. It began with a new job, surrounding by new people. A new change. A new life. Gradually, grief lessens and I learnt how to smile again. I started living my life as though nothing happened. Yeah, there were times when I thought of dad, and there were times when tears would well up in my eyes, but I brushed them off as soon as it happened.

I wanted to be strong. I wanted to be unbreakable. I wanted to be okay, for my family. I once read a quote, Pretend to smile, and you'll be happier. So, that was what I did.

Until today.

I was reading "The Last Song" penned by one of my all time favourite author:- Nicholas Sparks. It was a very enjoyable book, almost like a chick-lit, until the middle of the book. The book speaks of a father, dying of stomach cancer, and how his daughter defiantly fought for him to live on. This, sounds so similar. Feels so similar. While reading it, it almost feels like I was warped back to a year and 7 months back:- When I first found out about dad's cancer. Dad, had stomach cancer too.

Vivid images and flashbacks of the whole journey was playing in my head, over and over again. From the surgery, to the removal of the whole tumour, to chemotherapy, to radiation, to dad getting well again, to suspected recurrences, to dad losing 30 Kg, to dad not being lucid, and finally till he lose consciousness.

The one image that lingered on my mind, was the image of dad, before breathing his last breath, stroking my hair, with tears rolling down his cheeks.

I have always been a daddy's girl, through and through. Losing him, was like sucking the breath out of me. I felt like I lost all directions in life. Living, without a reason.

I thought, I was over that; but reading The Last Song today proved otherwise. I almost could not finish the book. Many told me I didn't have to finish it, but I wanted to. It is my life battle to fight, and when I finally did finish it, I succumbed to my grief and I had to hid in the ladies for a couple of hours and cried my hearts out.

I miss my Papa terribly. I miss my best friend terribly.

I'm done with putting up a front. I'm done with being strong.

After 7 months, now is my time to grieve.

I wish I could hid my face in his chest and cry my hearts out. I wish I could have him stroking my hair and telling me that all will be okay. I wish I could see him smile and watch his excited face as he caught a fish on his fishing rod. I wish I could smell the musky scent of his after shave and feel the warmth of his loving hug when I'm back for a visit. I wish I could taste the cake he baked, and enjoy the fruit juices he was so good at making.

I wish I could have more time with my Papa. 22 years is not enough. I wish I could see him again, just once. Just once, so I can tell him just how much I Love him. So I can thank him for being such a wonderful, perfect dad.

I wish I didn't have to lose him.

Sometimes, I ponder at my own fate. Cruel. Painful. Yet kind in so many ways. The Man above has taken away the person I love the most, and gave me another. I guess, eventually I will come to terms with Life. At 22, I have not fully grasp the concept of loving my love ones. Maybe given time, I may gradually understand.

Given time...

2010-07-16T18:33:00.000-07:00

I need to start blogging again! I wish there are more than 24 hours to my days, dont you? (:

Rainbow.

2010-06-25T00:21:00.000-07:00

“We may run, walk, stumble, drive, or fly, but let us never lost sight of the reason for the journey, or miss a chance to see a rainbow on the way.”

The Road Less Travelled.

2010-06-24T04:01:00.000-07:00

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveller, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference

Robert Frost

"1 Malaysia"

2010-06-14T06:23:00.000-07:00

I grew up as a village kid in a Malay Kampung where we have a "Pak Cik" peddling his bicycle every morning selling Nasi Lemak and Tapai later on in the evening. Every morning, my mum and I would take a slow breezy morning walk to the market right next to the mosque for our daily marketing. There, We would meet Kak Nor, and Aunty Manjit for daily banters followed by Chai session in Aunty Manjit's place.

Those were the days.

and...

That.. is my version of a "1 Malaysia".

And before i go, I'd like to leave you with another version of my "1 Malaysia", this time a visual version of it! Its a regular Friday and the girls in office decided to play dress up and come to work in traditional clothings! It's a lovely sight and you bet we had so much fun with the Photo session as well! Ü

The Girls, all lined up, looking stunning...

Your's truly, a rare close up shot with a colleague of mine both donned in Saree.

So, what is your own version of a "1 Malaysia" ?

Tortured Genius.

2010-06-12T07:45:00.000-07:00

Soo.... Its another one of those Saturday nights when I'm miserably cooped up at home with absolutely no where to go and nothing to do! Times like this usually brings my interests to surveys and quizzes on the net which i fill out purely for the fun of it. So here's one of those that I found on HappySurfer 's Blog that made my eye go O.O . Now I know the reason behind my Sleeping issues... ö

You Are 79% Tortured Genius

You are smart. Brilliant in fact. And while it's a blessing, it's also a curse.

Your head is filled with everything - grand ideas, insufferable worries, and a good deal of angst.

Are You a Tortured Genius?

Scrabble

2010-06-10T05:29:00.000-07:00

My best memory as a child would most probably be the rounds of Scrabbles with the family. Dad and Mom, Eldest brother and I, Second brother and Third Brother. Three Teams. That was how it has always been. We would fight over whether a certain word is existing in the dictionary and when it is, how can we forget the triumphant smug plastered on our faces? Oh yeah, Those were the days.

Now, as I'm sitting by my desk, typing this post, a round of Scrabble is on with a total random stranger; I'm starting to get a little choked up as vivid memories of my happy childhood is replaying in my mind. I guess I have to thank my parents for teaching me about the power of words, for it is where I started having the love for reading and writing.

Okay, got to get back to my game of Scrabbles as my opponent is taking the lead!

What's your Favourite board game? Ü

Little Child.

2010-06-03T05:42:00.000-07:00

A Home.

2010-06-03T05:36:00.000-07:00

A soldier's little girl, whose father was being moved to a distant post, was sitting at the airport among her family's meager belongings.

The girl was sleepy. She leaned against the packs and duffel bags.

A lady came by, stopped, and patted her on the head.

"Poor child," she said. "You haven't got a home."

The child looked up in surprise.

"We do have a home ma'am," she said. "We just don't have a house to put it in."

- Mitch Albom : Have a Little Faith -

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The next time you're confused between what is a house, and what is a Home, I hope this story helps you out.

25 Secrets.

2010-06-02T06:15:00.000-07:00

I was busy blog-hopping and came across this interesting post. I figured, why not right? Since I pretty much have some free time on hand at the moment. Hence, I decided to extract this post from the beautiful Chybeelila 's blog and decided to take a whack at it! So... Here goes nothing! ;)

25 Secrets You Do Not Know About:-

Cindy Eliza Vaz

1. Do not like the colour Pink although I do wear a lot of it.

2. Changes the ring-tone of my phone according to my mood.

3. Loves scented candles but never buy any of them :p

4. Is afraid to sleep in the dark!

5. My favourite food in the entire world would be mom's home cooked Filipino dish called Paksiw

6. When I was a kid, I've always wanted to marry a Fireman. I thought they were cool, I still do, just minus the "Marrying" them part.

7. My idea of an Ideal Vacation is to do nothing but Read, Sun-tanning, and sipping a chilled Mojito by the beach.

8. I am addicted to Shoes. Period.

9. My nieces and my nephew are my weakest Link! Ü In a good way!

10. I absolutely abhore Cikus because they smell like cough mixtures! Ughhhh..

11. I refresh my Facebook Profile page and Twitter Profile page over and over again - ALL the time. lol ;)

12. Sings in the Shower. Everyday!

13. Collects bottles after bottles of BodyShop Lotions!

14. Is very particular about my things being arranged in a certain way. I do not know if this is OCD but the moment I see my things messed up, I get pissed :p

15. Secretly enjoys songs from Boyzone and Michael Learns to Rock. Now it is not so much of a secret anymore.

16. First Celebrity Crush as a kid was Sylvester Stalone after watching "DayLight". Come on, which kid doesn't love Rocky Balboa?

17. I drink WAYYY too much coffee in a day.

18. I like to sit with my legs folded up on the chair - anywhere I am.

19. I'm seriously allergic to women who have no respect for themselves nor others.

20. I tell people I'm Chinese when I'm lazy to explain my heritage and roots. Ü

21. I am clumsy and I trip over things and fall all the time!

22. I like boring stuffs like Shakespeare, Tchaikovsky, instrumentals, Swan Lake, Miss Saigon and most of all Museums!

23. I write diaries and list out my Things To Do before I Turn 50 all the time, but never end up following them! :p

24. I have limited "VVIPs" in my life because I do not see the need to have so much friends who never really bothered.

25. I can NEVER leave home without my bag stuffed with a book, my wallet, mobile, inhaler, deodorant, and most of all, mineral water! Ü

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So there you go. What are 25 Secrets people do not generally know or realise about you?

Brothers.

2010-06-01T06:02:00.000-07:00

Relay For Life 2010

2010-06-01T05:55:00.000-07:00

Cancer has been a prominent disease everywhere these days. Loyal readers of my blog would come to know why I have been so passionately fighting for all Cancer Causes around the world and most especially here, in Malaysia. I lost both my mom and dad to cancer, dad being recently:- which is 5 months back.

When a Fellow Twitter friend, Harinder sent me a link via my Twitter inbox, I was a little hesitant and sceptical about it. Nevertheless, I decided to join Relay For Life after all. I figured, this would be the best way for me to overcome it. You see, I have not exactly been open about how I feel with regards to losing dad to a year long battle of cancer. I said I was okay, but people close to me knows I am still at a point of struggle.

My dad, was my everything.

Losing him have been a cruel blow and in a way, I think I have lost a part of myself which I know will never return. The whole Relay For Life journey turned out to be a bittersweet one for me. On that day, I smiled and I cried. I smiled for I was able to witness and listen to stories of survivors yet I cried as I was able to relate to the family members pain of losing a love one.

So here are a few pictures of the journey I made in Relay 4 Life 2010.

Relay For Life Banner

The Organisers

The Relay For Life-ers

Relay For Life-ers doing their part walking around the Track.

This four letter word is all they need and All things will be made possible.

This is my favourite Luminaria Tribute bag amongst the many thousands.

Simple and Beautiful.

This was my favourite Tent.

The Silat Masters strutting their skills in the name of good Cause.

Last but not least, My favourite picture of the day:- The Cancer Survivors.

Each one of them has a story to tell and strength beyond your wildest imagination.

So, if this post actually succeeded in tugging your heart-string a little, perhaps, you can consider joining us next year in Relay For Life 2011? Ü

Until then, have a good week ahead.

Rust.

2010-06-01T05:08:00.000-07:00

“What's given shines, What's received is rusty”

Benjamin Franklin quotes (American Statesman, Scientist, Philosopher, Printer, Writer and Inventor. 1706-1790)

"I'm Sorry".

2010-05-23T05:17:00.000-07:00

"I'm sorry doesn't always cut it. Maybe because we use it so many different ways. As a weapon, as an excuse, But when we ARE really sorry. When we use it right. When we mean it. When your actions say what your words could never. When we get it right, I'm sorry is perfect. When we get it right, "I'm sorry," is redemption."

This quote was posted on FB by one of my colleague. The first thing that came to mind was unfortunately, not everyone meant it when they utter these crucial words. Some people say it to make themselves feel better, to shade their own mistakes, or to pretend as though they really repented. What people do not realise is that these are the most crucial words in bringing a conflict to an end. These are the most crucial words, in any areas of communication.

So dear peeps, the next time you mutter these words, make damn sure you really mean it, for you do not know what you might lose.

2010-05-21T18:05:00.000-07:00

I will be back Soonish!

Promise!

Too much stuffs going on in Real world that i need to sort of halt my Reel world for a bit. Be patient. Just a few more days left! Ü

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I wish you all a fab weekend ahead! ♥

Tears.

2010-05-17T07:06:00.000-07:00

When, is a person, at his/ her most beautiful, to you?

Its when the person cries. Tears. Vulnerability. All Facade fades away. All walls tumbled.

There's only that person, and tears, cascading down his/her cheeks.

That; To me, is what I call Beauty.

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Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. ~Charles Dickens, Great Expectations, 1860

Judicial Binding Precedent Vs. Judge Made Law

2010-05-12T04:57:00.000-07:00

I was just reading through some of my old assignments back in my college days and found this interesting topic of discussion, which needless to say, have been one of my favourite topics to debate on for the very simple reason that there is no one straight answer to this question: - Which is better? Judicial Binding Precedent, or... Judge Made Law? Hence, I then decided to actually read up a little to refresh my memory and blog about this issue, which at the present moment is still a huge topic of discussion over at United Kingdom.

I need to warn you though, this blog post may be a tad bit too technical for you guys out there intending on having a lighter read. Lots of Legal related issues and jargons to boot. I'm sure though, a few of my college mates (namely Ikhwan: i know you're reading this) would get a kick out of this.

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The question on judicial precedent being the binding precedent has to be distinctly differentiated. Binding precedent confirms to the hierarchy of courts whereas mere precedent could be persuasive. Today, this doctrine is in the danger of fading off due to the departure mechanism being a tool for judges to move away from the precedent created by higher courts or the same capacity courts. Whilst such endeavor, the question arises does this leads to judges to be a “judicial legislator” ie: to make law. This discretion apparently is argued as too liberal because the orthodox belief that judge should only interpret statutes and higher court’s decision by looking into the “ratio decidendi” and “obiter dicta” is being defeated. Obviously, this is their constitutional role.

The doctrine of “stare decisis” would sufficiently mean all cases which have similar facts that shall be treated alike simply for the reason for the degree of certainty and in order to avoid injustice at the same time restricts unduly development of law to some extent. However, what generally binds is the ratio decidendi which is the material significant decision and not the obiter dicta which is merely the significant opinion or view provided by either assenting or dissenting judges in the higher court. This argument today is being whittle down for the reason of the attitude of judges ie: the school of thought of declaratory theory and judge made law theory.

Judges who adhere to the declaratory theory of law where the allegiance owed to the parliament which is considered to be the most supreme law making body based on doctrine of parliamentary supremacy and notion of separation of powers, judges consider themselves to be merely interpretative. Those who belonged to this school of thought undoubtedly Ld Simmonds, Ld Hodson and Ld Salmon who do not give room for judicial creativity and label themselves as passivists judge.

On the contrary, some judges do create reasons and do not want to mechanically follow higher court’s decision by creating new law or expanding the old law. The question is who lingers on this arguments without doubt is Ld Denning or Ld Woolf who have this contention that they’re activist judge whom I would daringly say has created many rooms on judicial creativity. One of the case that ought to be applauded by Ld Denning was Central London Property Trust v High Trees House where he championed the doctrine of Promissory Estoppel and also in the case of Brb v Harington that an occupier owes a duty of care to non-visitors based on grounds of common humanity which later this principle was formed in the Occupier’s Liability Act 1984. this evidently shows that activists judges have prompted parliament to enact law while the conservative beliefs would be enactment of Parliament prompted judges to make law.

To reconcile this two position could be an attempt which would be beyond imagination because this is two different world of school of thoughts. It can be easily concluded that it is the attitude of judges respectively that brings about the judge made law theory on their own whims and fancies probably out of necessity and for want of justice.

However, the departing tools of the exception as laid out by Ld Gardiner in Practice Statement 1966 for the HoL and the Young v Bristol Aeroplane exception has seeped into the system besides the distinguishing factors as what Prof. M. Zander profoundly said “distinguishing the undistinguishable” to some extent.

Hence, there seems to be too many opinions on whether this doctrine of binding precedent is a myth or is it a rule of law that all judges should adapt the “stare decisis” attitude. Prof. Glanville Williams found it strange that the authority that precedent is binding them is the normal HoL instead of parliamentary authority. This clearly indicates why should a judge follow higher authority’s decision besides parliament. Sir Rubert Cross was on the contrary opinion where he indicated that a judge is bound by ratio decidendi. This jurisprudential debate has been going too long . however, there has been no attempt by parliamentto put a stop, hinder or prevent that judge made law theory. But whenever lower courts depart from their decision, [higher courts] they are normally reprimanded and admonished upon an appeal either by overruling or reversing which is best illustrated when Murphy v Brentwood District Council overruled Anns v Merton, Anderton v Ryan being overruled by R v Shivpuri, and DPP v Lynch being overruled by R v Harvey.

The question as to what extent the doctrine of binding precedent allows judges to make law would be to be accurately stated depends on other factors such as some judges would avoid the clutches of an unwelcome precedent. Some judges do not believe in the fairytales of cases. Some judges believe that an adjudication must be settled according to the growth of time and the sophistication of today’s world. some judges also believes that “nakedly usurping the function of parliament” as Ld Simmonds indicated and as what Ld Denning identified his position that at times judges ought to “fill up the gaps” that was unintended by parliament.

Looking at the above argument, it would be wrong to say that the doctrine of binding precedent allows judges to make law; but rather it helps to develop law w/o limits. Another stand would be the various departure mechanisms available to the judge although each mechanism can only be exercised with their respective limitations which again was created by judges has prompted jdges to make law rather. As what prof. M. Zander’s that precedents should be treated as the next best evidence rule” and judges will always wish to have the best evidence or precedents as the case may be. This view reflects the fluidity and flexibility of the common law system and the actual practice of courts.

My Little Happy Pill.

2010-05-07T17:13:00.000-07:00

I have been busy as of late.

But... Amidst the rainy days in KL, is a SunShine in my life.

We have a new addition to the family. Check HIM out ;)

-Introducing Edward Joseph Vaz-

Say "O"!

Angry Little Muppet was woken up by his dad for this pic :p

Isn't he just the cutest little thing? :D

With all recent happenings during 2009, I'm just glad that things are starting to look shiny-er now. With Little Edward's presence in the family, there are laughter once again surrounding the home. But one thing though..... Edward's dad, has already made plans to make him the next race car driver..... I should've guessed..... =|

Oh well, I guess like they said, It runs in the family eh? Ü

Now If you'll excuse me.. I'm gonna go 'oooh...' and 'aaaahhh...' over my new little Nephew... Have a great weekend!

♥

Productive Weekend.

2010-05-02T05:54:00.000-07:00

I have been feeling rather Nostalgic as of late. The fact that I have had no net connection at home for the past five days wasn't helping at all. So what did I ended up doing?

Spring Cleaning the entire house
Grocery Shopping
Movie Marathon
Reading Marathon
Attempted to write a short story (Note: Attempted: It's not done yet!)
Book Shopping (Again!)
CD Shopping
Dinner with friends (Way Overdue)
Explore KL (And found some amazing places too!)
Watch Night Lights at Look Out Point.

A productive weekend indeed. Look where I end up now? Stuck in my room with two boxes of Tissue Papers, sneezing away. Oh, the joy of Life. I'm Almost Happy. Now, all I need is an extra box of Tissue, I'll be fine. *winks*

How was your weekend?

Night Lights. Twin Tower.

2010-05-02T05:41:00.000-07:00

Two Things I Like Best:

Photography.
Night Lights.

Both of these, are found in this one picture I took some time back.

AND.....

I... Have a Confession..

I've been living here for the past two years, but I have literally, never been inside these Twin Towers! ;)

Talk about being a Village girl eh? :p

Where is One place you Could've been to but never did?

You're Still The One - Shania Twain in Courtesy of Lee DeWyze from american Idol!

2010-05-02T01:25:00.000-07:00

Was Just running through my thousand playlists on my laptop and actually found this amazing old piece that have always and still is a personal favourite song of mine!
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You're Still The One - Shania Twain

(When I first saw you, I saw love. And the first time you touched me, I felt love. And after all this time, you're still the one I love.)

mmmmmmmmm yeah

Looks like we made it

Look how far we've come my baby

We might've took the long way

We knew we'd get there someday

They said, "I'll bet they'll never make it"

But just look at us holdin' on

We're still together still goin' strong

(mmm)

(You're still the one)

You're still the one I run to

The one that I belong to

You're still the one I want for life

(You're still the one)

You're still the one that I love

The only one I dream of

You're still the one I kiss good night

Ain't nothin' better

We beat the odds together

I'm glad we didn't listen

Look at what we would be missin'

They said, "I'll bet they'll never make it"

But just look at us holdin' on

We're still together still going strong

(You're still the one)

You're still the one I run to

The one that I belong to

You're still the one I want for life

(You're still the one)

You're still the one that I love

The only one I dream of

You're still the one I kiss good night

You're still the one

(oooooooo) yeah!

(You're still the one)

You're still the one I run to

The one that I belong to

You're still the one I want for life ooooo yeah

(You're still the one)

You're still the one that I love

The only one I dream of

You're still the one I kiss good night

I'm so glad we made it

Look how far we've come my baby...

2010-04-23T17:12:00.000-07:00

Sorry Bloggers, have been pretty busy as of late. With mechanicals delay and the recent Volcanic outburst in the European region, I have been absolutely swamped with work!

Blog-hopping over the weekend, and hopefully i'll be able to beep by every single blog on my blog-roll!!

Thank you for all your kind patience honey buns!

♥

Green is spelled as Cindy!

2010-04-16T05:48:00.000-07:00

Your Name is Green

Your name tells people that you are harmonious and balanced. You've got it together, and it shows.

You are hopeful and optimistic. You know it's not over until it's over, and you keep fighting until the end.

People see you as peaceful to the point of being zen. You won't allow anything to get under your skin.

You struggle with envy at times, but you never let it show. You believe that jealousy is a weakness, and you try not to let yourself indulge in it.

What Color Is Your Name?

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As I was blog-hopping through my regular blog-lists, I came across this interesting Quiz thingy, on HappySurfer's blog. Interestingly, when I keyed in my name, the colour that matched my name happens to also be my favourite colour. Coincidence, no?

What colour is your name then? Ü

The Shadow.

2010-04-13T06:42:00.000-07:00

I am haunted by shadows of the past. I fear. I tremble. I fall to my feet. Like nightmares, I often wake up screaming in the night. During the day, I often wondered what could have been.

So today, I made a pact. I kissed The Shadow softly on the cheek and bidded my last goodbye.

I no longer want to live in the past.

I'm forging ahead. I'm living in the Now.

Are you?

Rain. Cold. Soup. Weirdness. Cindy.

2010-04-09T16:52:00.000-07:00

It is a cold rainy morning today. I've always LOVED rain. I love the rain, I love the coolness of the wind, I love the smell of the soil on the ground. I know. I've always been sort of weird like that.

But you know whats the one thing I Love about cold weather?

A hot bowl of soup. Like Steamy hot!

Yeap. I'm weird like that. Ü

And now, I'm just typing randomly. Random alphabets too: bsjbvfkldgfbjgf,h.

I am weird like that. =D

Love is Giving, not Saying by Sally Brampton

2010-03-31T16:38:00.000-07:00

I received this in a forwarded E-Mail from one of my Blogger Friends and thought I'd just like to share this with all of you. It is an article entitled "Love is giving not saying." By Sally Brampton (Psychologies Magazine)

Recently, I was talking to a woman whose relationship is in crisis. She wants three kids. Her boyfriend wants none. What should she do? I asked her why, if she knows so clearly what she wants, she was choosing a situation that makes it an impossibility. 'I love him," she said. 'He loves me too,' she added defensively. 'He tells me all the time.' 'But if he can't give you what you want and you demand of him what he can't give, where's the love?' I asked.

'I love him,' she said again, as if she speaking to someone particularly dim-witted. Dim-witted I may be, but I have always felt that if love is blind, then refusing to understand what love really means is blinder still. Love is an action, not an intention.

Whenever my husband says to me,' Is there anything I can do for you,darling?' I think there is no finer phrase in the English language, just as I think a cup of tea appearing unbidden at my desk when I am wretched with work is an act of intimacy. It is as much love in action as running to the help of a friend who needs attention is love in full flight. My closest friend is particularly good at it. If I call her telling her I'm in emotional meltdown, she turns up on my doorstep and takes me in your arms in a consoling hug. Just the other day, when life seemed particularly complicated, a text flashed up from another friend. 'Thinking of you.' It was small in gesture but large in affection and, immediately, the world seemed so much better.

We love the idea of love but few of us do it well. The heart of love is in the giving rather than in the saying. For me, the words 'I love you' can sometimes be as meaningless as 'sorry'. Unless we are truly sorry enough to put that word into an action by changing our behavior or we show somebody how much we love them by our actions rather than our words, neither seems to me to be of much value. Sometimes I think the phrase 'I love you' is no more than a get-out-of-jail-free card. In other words, I love you so just shut up about my obvious lack of commitment, my inability to anticipate your needs, my failure to give you my full intention. I've told you I love you so you can't ask for anything more.

When I was younger, I had a boyfriend who told me, everyday, how much he loved me. And, everyday, he found fault with me. I was so naive and flattered by the 'I love you' part that it took me a while to put the pieces together and discover they didn't fit. Eventually, I asked him how he could love me when he disapproved of almost everything I did. He looked at me, bemused, 'Because I do,' he said. Instinctively, I knew it wasn't true, it couldn't be true, but I wasn't until I was much older that I understood he didn't really love me at all. He wanted to possess me and love was the language he used.

Love is not a given, nor should it be an expectation, just as it does not need any loud or extravagant declaration. It's a gift, small, previous, and intimate; a text from a friend, a spontaneous hug from my husband, a kiss from my kid. I hold those fleeting moments in my innermost memory. They make me feel cherished in a way that fleeting passions never do. Cherished: it's such a good old-fashioned word and, for me at least, is what love is all about

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Have a blessed Holy Week ahead everyone.

Black. White. Green

2010-03-30T05:58:00.000-07:00

Optimism.

At the end of the Black and White journey of my life, I see something Green.

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I have been thinking. Maybe I should start a Project 365?
Contemplation. Perhaps. Perhaps. Perhaps.

A Tribute To My Father.

2010-03-29T06:07:00.000-07:00

My Father

By Mary Carpio

I had the greatest father

a child could ever have on earth

Was the first male face I remember

after my mother gave me birth

I remember the many times

he wiped the tears from my face

And felt the strength of his arms

when he held me in his embrace

His discipline seemed harsh at times

and his words may have been strong

But it wasn't because he was cruel

was because I did a wrong

The times we shared together

were more than I can recall

To have him the moments I did

was better than not knowing him at all.

Dear Papa,

You gave me life the moment you and mama decided to bring me into this world. When I am weak, you kept me strong. When I stumble and fall, you held me up. When I cried, you wiped my tears away. When I was sick, you stayed up all night and took care of me. When I wanted to study, you made sure I get through all the way to college. When I was lonely, you became my best friend. When I was in pain, you medicated me. When I was growing up, you became my teacher. When I was lost, you became my Light. When I needed inspiration, you were my Muse. When I smile, you're happy. When I'm sad, you cry. When I failed in life, You encouraged me. When another hits me, you taught me how not to fight back, but rather prove myself to them. When I was lost in a maze, you found me. When someone call me names, you taught me how to protect my family's name. You taught me how not to use my fist, but use my wit and intelligence. When I didnt know how to Love, my papa, you showed me Love.

and most of all...

You taught me this:-

You taught me how to be a person that you are. A person full of love. A person capable of loving. A person with a gift to another. A person, with a value.

Now that you're gone, The world has lost one of its sunshine that used to shone ever so brightly. Now that you're gone, the birds no longer chirp as happy as they did. Now that you're gone, the violets never bloom.

Now that you're gone Papa, I am never whole. Not anymore. Rest in Peace Papa. You will always be Remembered.

I Love you my Papa. I Love you.

Always and Forever,

Your Daughter,

Cindy.

In Loving Memory of Papa (12th October 1947 - 31st December 2009)

Music Playlist at MixPod.com

The Light.

2010-03-28T00:32:00.000-07:00

Light gives of itself freely, filling all available space. It does not seek anything in return; it asks not whether you are friend or foe. It gives of itself and is not thereby diminished. ~Michael Strassfeld

2010-03-27T20:20:00.000-07:00

Happy Sunday Blogosphere.
Sorry for the long absence.. Have been extremely busy and broke too as of late.
Made a couple of huge purchases in my life, ie: my hot new ride.. ;) and some insurance as well.. Have been busy running here and there, signing this and that, and the fact that i'm working odd hours according to Aussie timezone isn't helping all that much!

I'm back though! ;) So much to blog about. So many photos to share. So many opinions to express.

BUT.

First things first, Blog Hopping! ;)

♥

Snow.

2010-03-12T15:34:00.000-08:00

Its another mellow Saturday, and I am once again stuck to my working desk at 7.45am, typing. It's a cold morning, and the office's centralised aircond is not helping at all. It seems that I'm the only one who has problems with the coldness of the aircond as I am snugged up in a sweater AND a shawl. =D

Which brings me to the topic of my discussion today.... Snow! I remember how my dad and mom used to laugh at me whenever the serious Sinus problem hits me. Oh boy, a box of tissue alone was never enough! I go by the nickname of Rudolphette - the female version of rudolph the reindeer back when I was in high school, because of my constant red nose and so... Dad and mom said I can never live in cold countries, or the country is going to run our of trees due to my constant need for tissue papers!

Again, back to my topic of discussion today:- snow. I do love the Sun, and the Rain.. Yet at the same time, I'd love to witness some snow at least once in my life. You're right. I have never seen snow, literally speaking (except on TV screens!).

I've always loved snow. Crispy white. Translucent hexagonal ice crystals that fall in soft, white flakes. Beautiful! Someday, I'd step foot on a snow filled country and make my very own version of a snowman!

So..... if one day, you happen to see an adult building a snowman as if it was her first time, squeeling in excitement like a kid, and probably wearing something green in colour, That would be me! Ü

Father Clement Bala.

2010-03-11T06:17:00.000-08:00

It has been approximately almost 8 years now since the last time I saw Father Bala. He was my First Holy Communion Priest. He was the humblest and most soft spoken man I have ever known my whole life. Also, one born with a golden heart.

Father Bala lost his dad at a very young age. When he was a kid, he used to see his classmates being sent to school with a bicycle by their fathers, and he longed for that one day, when someone would carry him at the back of the bicycle and send him to school too. Yes, he longed for that.

But that one day never came. There was no one. There was no bicycle. There was only him.

This one man, touched my heart in so many ways i can never explain. He passionately fought for the rights of single mothers. He is the founder of Fatima Home in Melaka - a home to many homeless kids. This man, is the person who instill in me the one best advice that i live by: -

"The best gift you can give to your child, is education, and Love."

True, no? Yes, apart from my Loving daddy, this is the second man whom I have the utmost respect for.

Fish Spa.

2010-03-09T04:40:00.000-08:00

Pampering ones self is life given pleasures. What better ways to do so than a round of relaxing massage, and a spa session next? The crux in this blog post is the three letter word:- Spa! Steam room and Sauna... ohhhh the luxury!

But.......

Do you know that there is another form called the Fish Spa?

Here's how it goes. You soak your feet into the spa pond, and tiny fishes made for feet therapy will nibble on your feet. EXTREMELY Ticklish at first, but once you get used to it, it's so therapeutic! And yes, I almost fell asleep too if it was not for Gerard's constant bantering! Ü

Needless to say, half an hour later, the soles of your feet would be so tender and soft! The best part is, all these luxury, only cost roughly about RM15 to RM20! Awesome, no? If you asked me, on a scale of 1 to 10, was it worth the money, I would give it a 9.9! Ü

Out Of The Box.

2010-03-05T17:41:00.000-08:00

Good morning Blogosphere. It is 9.09am on a Saturday and here I am sitting on my working desk - working. Of course literally speaking, I am actually Blogging, since the amount of calls I am receiving this morning from Australia is rather scarce.

Many have asked me; What on earth am I doing quitting my Legal job for Fedex Australia, a job which have totally no relation to my degree at all. To some, I am throwing my entire 4 years of education for nothing. To some, I am a girl who has lost her sense of direction in life and just settling for whatever job options i have laid down in front of me.

I would say, to me, I am stepping out of my comfort Zone. Yes, this is a whole new experience for me. Yes, it has nothing to do with Law when you compare it with my previous job. I was and have been for 5 years in my life, a student in the Law field, and working in a legal capacity at my previous job. I was dealing with a lot of alphabets. Look where I am now, in a job that has nothing to do with the legal field, and I am dealing majority with numeric codes.

What makes a difference is that i am happy with my current job as opposed to my previous job. Not to say I dislike working with my previous job. I found that in m current job, i possess the fire and passion to actually wake up at 4am every single morning and come to work. I Love my job at FedEx. As simple as that. What people have failed to understand is that although I am working for FedEx, that does not necessarily means I am giving up on my studies. Eventually, my ultimate aim is to pursue my Masters in Medical Law.

All I am saying is that, do not constraint yourself to what you are familiar with. Think outside the box, See outside the box, and Live outside the box! Imagine how cool my resume would look like when they see that my working experiences includes: Teaching at a US Private School, Office General Admin, Personal Assistant, Corporate Trainer, Junior Lawyer, and now a FedEx Employee. Speaking of being a Jack of all trades! Ü

So yes, in case there is still a tiny seed of doubt in your mind, I am happy with my new job! I like the challenges that comes with it and even more so, i love taking risks in order to broaden up my horizons! Ü

And Until new ideas come to mind, I am relief the Writer's Block is now gone! Have a great Weekend Everyone... And till my creativity strikes again. Toodles.

Writer's Block.

2010-03-04T03:40:00.000-08:00

I have been having Writer's Block as of late. Have been sitting right in front of my lappie, staring at a blank Blogspot New Post page, typing, deleting and re-typing and deleting again. There is so much things to blog about, but as of now, I'm trying to come out with a Tribute for my dad. A tribute, written right from the core of my heart. So bear with me. A Couple more days.

The Sea.

2010-02-23T04:02:00.000-08:00

“Don't you realize that the sea is the home of water? All water is off on a journey unless it's in the sea, and it's homesick, and bound to make its way home someday”

- Zora Neale Hurston quotes (American folklorist and Writer, 1903-1960)

I'm Yours - The Script

2010-02-21T01:47:00.000-08:00

It's been a while since i shared some music choices on my blog. So here goes one that I've been listening to a lot lately. One that holds a lot of meaning.

You touch these tired eyes of mine

And map my face out line by line

And somehow growing old feels fine

I listen close for I'm not smart

You wrap you thoughts in works of art

And they're hanging on the walls of my heart

I may not have the softest touch

I may not say the words as such

And though I may not look like much

I'm yours

And though my edges may be rough

And never feel I'm quite enough

It may not seem like very much

But I'm yours

You heeled these scars over time

Embraced my soul

You loved my mind

You're the only angel in my life

The day news came my best friend died

My knees went week and you saw me cry

Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes

I may not have the softest touch

I may not say the words as such

And though I may not look like much

I'm yours

And though my edges may be rough

And never feel I'm quite enough

It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours

I may not have the softest touch

I may not say the words as such

I know I don't fit in that much

But I'm yours

Love is Like Narcotic.

2010-02-20T17:46:00.000-08:00

Have you ever came to a point where you are at a cross-road of whether you have found Love or even believe in Love anymore?

Just last night while I was blog-hopping, I came across an interesting blog-post by a fellow blogger living in Japan, questioning about Love, and the very same night, I came across this interesting extract from a book entitled "By The River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept" by Paulo Coelho:-

"Love is like narcotic. At first it brings euphoria of complete surrender. The next day, you want more. You're not addicted yet, but you like the sensation. and you think you can still control things. you think about the person you love for two minutes, and forget them for three hours.

But then you get used to that person, and you begin to be completely dependent on them. Now you think about him for three hours and forget him for two minutes. If he's not there, you feel like an addict who can't get a fix. and just as addicts steal and humiliate themselves to get what they need, you're willing to do anything for love."

What a description, dont you think so? You see, Whether you like it or not, we are all born into this world, solely for one mission, and one mission only - to Love. Whether its Parental love, Relationship love, or even Love among peers. We Love.

Initially, I was a sceptic when it comes to Love. I had thought that only others had the courage to Love. Now, I discovered that I too was capable of loving. Even if loving means leaving, or solitude, or sorrow; love was worth every penny of its price. I think that when we look for Love courageously, it reveals itself. We wind up attracting even more Love.

21/02/2010

The breaking of Dawn as Sunlight Fills the Sky.

2010-02-14T19:02:00.000-08:00

This is the view I get every single morning at 6.45 - 7.00 AM the moment I open my door, heading to work.

Jealous, much? ;)

Its moments like this that made my Photography journey so interesting - Capturing life at its Finest.

Thaipusam

2010-02-14T18:50:00.000-08:00

Thaipusam (Tamil: தைப்பூசம்) is a Hindu festival celebrated mostly by the Tamil community on the full moon in the Tamil month of Thai (Jan/Feb). It is also referred to as Thaipooyam or Thaippooyam in the Malayalam language. The word Thai-pusam is derived from the month name Thai and Pusam, which refers to a star that is at its highest point during the festival. The festival commemorates the occasion when Parvati gave Murugan a vel (spear) so he could vanquish the evil demon Soorapadman. There is a misconception among people that Thaipusam marks Murugan's birthday, however, it is believed that Vaikhasi Vishakam which falls in the Vaikhasi month(May/June) is Murugan's birthday

-via Wikipedia.org

Ever since I was a kid, I've always been fascinated with all the different cultures we have here in Malaysia and around the world. Coming from a really Muhibbah family where we have different races and religion is a huge blessing indeed for I have come to understand and love the beauty that every race and religion offers.

This year, I decided I had to join in the procession. So what I did was I woke up in the weeeeeeeeee hours of the morning and join in the parade! I have to admit, it was a gruelling walk (I've never walked that much in a long time!). However, i'm sure as all my colleagues in FedEx already know, I LOVE to walk barefooted. :p I had a lot of fun and it was trully an eye-opening experience as I saw people in trance, people carrying the Kavadi, the mortification of flesh and not to mention, the faith I see in these community! I was in awe.

Being the shutter-bug that I am, I couldn't resist getting a few shots as I was making my own journey of faith. Ü

New Job. New Lease of life.

2010-02-14T18:17:00.000-08:00

Change is always Constant. Thats the number one motto we live by as an employee to one of the largest international corporate in the world - FedEx.

Getting the job in FedEx has been a blessing in disguise indeed. Leaving behind my familiar territory of the legal field, i was initially unsure if I would enjoy working at FedEx as much as I enjoyed being in the medical law field. My doubts were immediately put to rest the moment I started my stint with FedEx Training.

I have to admit, the codes, COSMO System, and all the IT what-nots got to me initially, but as i slogged it out, I came to realise I actually like the challenge this job offers me. I love the fact that it's a whole new working arena for me. New challenge. New things to be learned. I was ecstatic! Not to mention my outbound trainings at various airports around Malaysia as well as our gateways, and our stations! I even got to be one of the lucky ones to go out on check-rides with our Mr Courier in our awesome FedEx van Ü I have never enjoyed working this much!

Come this Tuesday, I will officially be serving FedEx Australia. I know I will do just fine in fitting in. Everyone in office has been nothing but warm and really helpful. Fingers crossed I'll be able to soar like an eagle! ;)

2010-02-04T22:47:00.000-08:00

Dear Bloggers,
Sorry I havent been blog-hopping to your private space. Been busy coping with new job and new life. I'll try my very best to hop over during the weekends and leave a comment or two okay? I've missed you guys! So please, just be patient with me. Ü

Have a great great weekend Everyone!

♥

See. Listen. Feel.

2010-02-04T01:43:00.000-08:00

Real beauty lies not in the physical appearance,

but in the heart.

Real treasure lies not in what that can be seen,

but what that cannot be seen.

Real love lies not in what is done and known,

but in what that is done but not known.

Found this quotes as i was reading an online story entitled "A Gift of Love". It all boils down to a simple concept that all beautiful things in this world, cannot be seen, nor can it be heard; it must be felt with the heart. It striked straight through to my heart for I know, I've seen it all. That, makes me a happy person. Ü

Santorini Island, Greece

2010-02-02T02:39:00.000-08:00

I first heard of this beautiful place from the hit movie Mamma Mia and was instantly attracted to it. No, it's not only because it's extremely beautiful and scenic, but also because of its intriguing story behind how this little island actually come about!

"Santorini is essentially what remains of an enormous volcanic explosion, destroying the earliest settlements on what was formerly a single island, and leading to the creation of the current geological caldera"

-vis Wikipedia.org

It is also worthy to note that before the name Santorini came about, which is reference to St. Irene, this island was actually named as Kallístē which literally means "the most beautiful one".

Interesting, no? Ü I sure thought it was!

Before I end, I'll leave you guys with a few panoramic views of the breathtakingly beautiful island. Until then, I shall dream away.

Strength of a Woman.

2010-01-24T22:35:00.000-08:00

Strength is inherent capacity to manifest energy, to endure, and to resist.

- via Dictionary.com

I've came a long way. Pain and heartache are no longer new to me. Happiness, laughter and smiles; they're all aliens. Despite it all, One thing I gained from it all, is an 8 letter word - S.T.R.E.N.G.T.H.

This, I most certainly have.

I may be a fallen rose, but I'll always triumph in the end...

because of one simple reason...

I followed my heart.

No regrets, whatsoever.

25/01/2010

Something Old. Something New.

2010-01-22T20:17:00.000-08:00

A new Job. A new Life.

Getting used to the time change.

Trying to get use to the environmental and circumstance change as well.

Though I wished things would've been different.

One thing I do more now:- Photography.

Getting back to my old passion of being a shutter-bug.

This is one of my latest Shot.

Also one that holds so much memories.

Drops of Jupiter

Resumed my Gym regime as well. It also helps when There is a gym soooo near your office. Practically in the same building.

It also helps a lot when you're surrounded by so many people and yet non of them actually knows you. Oh the solidarity! I get to work with plenty of Boxes and Packages instead of people so I get to tune out to all the unwelcomed drama and just sing aloud to rocking rhythmns on my IPod. So yeah, I'm trying.

Babysteps.

23/01/09

2010-01-10T21:38:00.000-08:00

"I have made many mistakes, screwed up really bad, and at times have made the worst of choices. I've allowed myself to be compromised, knowing full well I was stupidly, needlessly, exposing myself. I have given away my trust with the best of intentions, whether in business or in my personal life, only to have my gestures seen as absolute signs of weakness. I've chased after things hoping to prove myself to those whom I knew looked down on me and probably always would, which only intensified my futile efforts all the more.

I know how it feels when no matter what you do, no matter how much you work and sacrifice, day in and day out, you begin to believe you're never going to get ahead, that all your time and effort has been in vain. I know that at times responsibility, all that weight you balance on your shoulders, becomes too much to bear, and all you want to do is run away from the world and simply disappear.

I know how it feels to have folks view you as something you're not. I know how painful it feels not to fit in - to keep your head down, mouth shut, and eyes closed to everyday situations, living a hollow life, while all the time there's another person, the real you, deep down inside, dying to speak your piece and burst through to live life on your terms.

I know firsthand what it is like to be nothing and have nothing to the point of being nonexistent. To be teased, unwanted, and beaten down until you have no physical and spiritual strength to open your eyes just to see where the next hit will land.

I know what it's like to be used, where being degraded is a normal everyday occurrence; to suffer from low self-esteem and perform tasks with a limited formal education; to live day by day with a huge feeling of overwhelming guilt from a dark past of long, long ago. I also know about being overly blessed when others around you who've experienced far worse, work harder, and sacrifice all the more are not as fortunate.

And I personally know exactly how it feels to do one's part in helping save the world, while all the time feeling disregarded and losing out on love and being loved.

Yet, with all I've experienced - the bad, the ugly, and the disgusting, as well as the good, the grand adventures, and the phenomenal heights I've been fortunate enough to obtain - the single element I've taken with me and that I've drawn absolute strength from in all aspects of my life is in a word: - Resolve. To be of the belief that things will get better. That no matter how low, how tough, or how unfair life has been, all of us have the right and indisputable opportunity for greatness. The resolve that if we could endure the worst of times, then our mind-set should be that we could and should damn well accomplish anything. That no matter how wretched or hurtful an experience may be, we have to summon the strength to confront it, to take charge, and let it go in order to move forward and live a full, rich life. Believe that we can not only achieve our dreams, but also muster the courage to step beyond our comfort zones on a consistent basis, to strive to better our lives and the lives of those around us."

- Dave Pelzer

How Significant 31st December is, To me.

2010-01-06T18:12:00.000-08:00

31st December is a day where everyone anxiously awaits for 12AM to usher in the New Year.

Fireworks. Cheers. Celebration.

31st December will never be the same for me. Ever Again.

31st December 2009 - 7P.M ; is When I lost my dad.

RIP Papa. You will always be my Hero. Till we meet again.

We ♥ You.

Cuddling.

2009-12-28T21:02:00.000-08:00

The boyfriend once told me that I’m a very affectionate person. I think he’s right. ;)

I love hugs, snuggles and most especially cuddles. So today, I was leafing through an old copy of Cosmopolitan and found an interesting article about “What His Cuddling Body Language Reveals” and though I’d like to share it with my dear blog readers.

He pulls you onto his chest.

While this dude may present himself as a tough guy, he's really a big softie. "By bringing you close to his heart, he's symbolically showing you that he's attached," explains communication expert Audrey Nelson, PhD, author of You Don't Say. "Holding you against a masculine part of his body — his chest — is also his way of letting you know he can protect you." This dependable nurturer loves taking care of his woman, whether he's hanging shelves or propping you up after a work debacle.

He spoons you.

Think about this snuggle position: curled up body-to-body. "He's a really physical person who enjoys the feeling of your form against his," says Nelson. "But while he truly enjoys the contact of cuddling, he might not be as comfortable expressing himself emotionally." Expect him to show you his affection with his gestures and actions, rather than with words.

He puts his head in your lap.

If you're a woman who loves taking care of a guy, you've hit the jackpot. "Men who prefer this position tend to be a little needy in relationships — they look to their girlfriends to make them feel good about themselves," explains Peter A. Andersen, PhD, professor of communications at San Diego State University and author of The Complete Idiot's Guide to Body Language. "He's also comfortable with his emotions, very sensitive, and willing to share what's in his head." This dude wants to make you happy!

He throws an arm around you.

"Putting one arm around you is not a very intimate move," says Andersen. "It's sort of the bare minimum — he's doing the requisite cuddle, but without adjusting his position or comfort level at all." The good news: He recognizes that close contact is important to you and respects your needs enough to snuggle, even if it is just for your sake.

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After all that’s said and done, I’m proud to say that “The Boyfriend” is a little bit of everything stated above. He’s a tough guy and he's also really a big softie. He shows his affection with his gestures and actions, rather than with words. He's also comfortable with his emotions, very sensitive, and willing to share what's in his head. He recognizes that close contact is important to me and respects my needs enough to snuggle.

So gentlemen, What sort of a cuddler are you? Ladies, what sort of a cuddler is your Prince Charming? ;)
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p/s: For more articles of such, head on over to www.cosmopolitan.com

p/ss: Yes, I do Love The Boyfriend. Very much. Ü

Have a jolly good year end everyone!

Love & Lust.

2009-12-27T03:57:00.000-08:00

In an attempt to be a writer, I have to write what I know. I’ve contemplated writing anything Legal, because I’m a Law student and working in the Legal line. I’ve also contemplated writing something music related, photography related or book related stuffs because those are where my passion can be found. Then I realize, what a foolish person I have been. I may know plenty about Law, music, photography or books, but it’ll never beat what I know best; Love.

Oh yes, I am, indeed, a self-proclaimed hopeless romantic. I derive pleasure in sappy love stories and romantic one-liner or quotes. I grew up hoping that one day I’ll meet my Prince Charming who would melt me like Jerry Maguire’s classic “You Complete Me” type of quote or even better, like Jack in Titanic – “You jump; I Jump”. Alas, the world we live in these days, you just can’t help but wonder if True Love really do exist at all!

Do not be misleaded by my previous statement. I am not, I repeat, not a cynic. You see, the truth is that people tend to give you all this bullshit about Love at First Sight, bla bla bla bla.. Nauseating! Admit it; it was Lust at first sight instead!

I don’t get how you can fall “in love” with someone you just saw for the very first time. Serendipity, you said? Fortunate Accident? Well darling, even Johnathan and Sara had to spend some time together, ie eight hours in the movie Serendipity to end up falling in love with each other!

Look, all I’m trying to say is this: when you meet a person for the very first time, that ain’t Love. That’s Lust. Infatuation. Crush. All these, fade with time. However, as you get to know the person on a deeper level, after communication and sharing, then, you fall “In Love” with that person. I do know that Love is not measured by the length of time you know a person. What I meant is you have to know the person, personality and flaws, to really love them, not merely by first impression and appearance. In case you don’t already notice, We’re not 16 anymore!

2009-12-27T01:25:00.000-08:00

A New Beginning. A new transformation.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Project 2010 - in planning Mode.

2009-12-08T23:27:00.000-08:00

I've been meaning to start a more professional blog. Been tossing between a Legal blog or a Photography blog. Either way, I need to get my props prepared first! Or maybe i should just Review books since i'm such an avid reader. So much ideas running through my mind. Let it be named as Project 2010! ;)

Will keep you posted!

These Long and Winding Roads

2009-12-08T00:33:00.000-08:00

I'm Falling apart, Barely breathing. I'm in so much pain.

But I'm holding on. Barely, but i'm holding on for just another day.

I'll keep walking down these windy road. I may be a fallen warrior in the eyes of many; but I won't be that way for long. I'll stand back up again, soon. I'll keep holding my head up high, chins up, armored in my warrior suit, I'll keep fighting this battle.

I promise.

08/12/09

Cindy's 2010 Thing To Get List

2009-12-07T18:14:00.000-08:00

It's December. Final "BER" Month as well as the final month of the year. Initially, I had wanted to blog about the past happenings throughout the year, but I figured I shall leave that to the last day of the year where I will recap on the happenings; both sad and happy of 2009.

Here's what I want to blog about right now:- My 2010 Things to get Wishlist! ;) Let's just say they're my Goals for the next year to work hard for and to painfully save up for! :p Let's start! I'm super itching to lay down my new sexy to get toys already! :))

Cindy's 2010 Things To Get List:

a Nikon dSLR (Its a MUST get for 2010. Been waiting for far too long now!)
a nice Butterfly Pendant (Havent gotten myself any bling bling in a while ;) )
a Nice Ladies Watch ( Not to expensive, I may be Careless!)
a Lovely plane ticket out of Malaysia to Philippines for myself (and parents) by mid next year
a Nice little new pair or Sunnies for my travellings and beach trips :D
Sports Bag (for Gym trips)
Nice new earphone for my trusted Pink (ew!) MP4.
New Curtains for my awesome bedroom :D
New Mini Travelling Bag (for my monthly trip back to hometown)
My new Car! (Finally!)

Not too bad of a list, isn't it? Apart from the hot new car :p and the sexy new dSLR :p the rest are more or less achievable. So what are yours? I bet you must have a few things lined up for your wishlist as well isn't it? Ü

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Enjoy your month of December! ;)

Who am I? Who are You? Who are We?

2009-12-06T01:28:00.000-08:00

I have been utterly captivated by my most recent read;- Veronika Decides To Die by the ever so talented Paulo Coelho. I am already half way through, when this particular extract caught my eye, and I thus decide to blog about it. Here's how it goes:

"She had over come her minor defects, only to be defeated by matters of fundamental importance. she had managed to appear utterly independent, when she was, in fact, desperately in need of company. When she entered a room, everyone would turn to look at her, but she almost always ended the night alone, in the convent, watching a TV that she hadn't even bothered to have properly tuned in. She gave all her friends the impression that she was a woman to be envied, and she expended most of her energy in trying to behave in accordance with the image she had created of herself.

Because of that,she had never had enough energy to be herself, a person who, like everyone else in the world, needed other people in order to be happy.... She may have impressed a lot of people with her strength and determination, but where had it left her? In the void, Utterly alone."

Sounds familiar? Sounds like someone you know?
It sure does sounds like someone I know - M.E.

Many times I wished I had the strength and the capacity to just do something out of the extraordinary...Something that is not on my daily constant monotanous basis. Something,for myself.I guess no matter how much I wih for that, it will never happen. You and I. We're all so similar. We live for others. We don't live for ourselves. Call me a bull. You know it's true. So now I wonder, what is, the true purpose to life when we're all living in a void, alone and in denial of the fact that happiness sems far fetched.

What is happiness to you? Are you happy?
If you are; I wished you could teach me because i am far from it.

Like I said, again and again, previously:-

Baby steps; Learning, Grasping. Next step- Implementation.

06/12/09

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p/s: It's my late choir master's 1st death anniversary today. RIP Robert Phang.You're always in our thoughts and fond memories.Remembrance of you everlasting.

My Agape; My Family

2009-12-05T02:22:00.000-08:00

It has been a roller coaster ride lately; not thrilling nor exciting, but scary. Looking back on the happenings within the past 11 months just brought both smiles and tears to my eyes. It has never been easy from the moment the family was dealt with the news that their other parent, their dad, is diagnosed with cancer as well; the one thing, that took our mom away.

We're all grown up. My 3 brothers and I. I being the youngest, and eldest brother being 33 years old. Losing mom has never been easy, even after so many years. Sometimes, i see my brothers and dad as well still shedding tears during our annual visit to mom's grave back at hometown. The fact that dad is battling the same illness as well broke my brothers; emotionally. I see my tough brothers crumbling in sobs, needing to be held. I see my brothers looking lost.

Dad has lost 25 kilograms since the first day he was diagnosed with the illness. I see my hero, gradually losing strength and courage to fight and battle it himself. Everyone is living on a day to day basis, worrying and scared about what would happen next.

I, on the other hand, am glad, and thankful, that dad, no matter how weak he is, emotionally and physically, still has it in him to keep on fighting. A true hero indeed. He is scared. He is human, just like everyone else - but, he is my dad. A frail human no doubt, but a true warrior in him. He's still fighting it. So are we.

My family, we've always been One - Collectively, together, supportively, we're bounded by the Love shown by my dad and mom.

-My family, together with My Uncle and Grandnana Ü . Dad is the one in White. Mom's behind me-

I ♥ my Family.

Addiction.

2009-12-02T00:07:00.000-08:00

The term "addiction" is used in many contexts to describe an obsession,
compulsion, or excessive psychological dependence

Via Wikipedia.Org

So, here are 5 things that I am Obsessed with, or have excessive psychological dependency on :p :-

Coffee

I can NEVER, and i mean NEVER, get through my day without having at least a cuppa coffee. Being named an excessive Coffee freak by my colleagues, I usually get by with a minimum of 3 cups of coffee. Not that i am proud of this, and neither is this healthy, but being a person who have 17 productive hours, I need my caffeine fix!

Twitter

I am addicted to Twitter. I have to log in every single day, regardless of where I am; Whether I am having lunch, out travelling, or just chillaxing at home with the girls, I Tweet! The best part is, if i could, I'll tweet the entire day! :p My poor friends and cousins were complaining on how my tweets usually flood their home page. Sorry darlings, I cant help it, but i am a true blue mass twitterer (if there ever is such a prefix) *wink*

Sappy sad love stories.

I love crying my hearts out, bawling with tears, finishing up a box of tissue, feeling sorry for the hero and heroine from the particular movie, and dream about my love story being that way. So what? Even if at the end of the day - its only movies!

Reading

Oh I read! I love Reading. I can never get tired of reading. In fact, I stocked up my books so much so that I would never run out of reading material. Indeed, thats the geek in me speaking.

Hunt for food

Like someone once said, I'm a "Foodie". I love good food. Can you blame me? I definitely live to eat. From Ampang to Petaling Jaya to Kepong to Shah Alam, I hunt, and i Prowl for the best food out there! Nothing can beat Mom's home cooked food though, because it has an extra ingredient called Love. ;)

What are you addicted to? Come of it. You know you have a massive addiction too. ;) Share! Ü
02/12/09

Real-Life vs. Reel Life

2009-11-29T19:11:00.000-08:00

I haven't been blogging for quite a while. Recent happenings has kept me caught up with real-life. Sometimes i wonder if Reel-life and Real-life are just about the same, or not. I find myself constantly thinking and missing my Reel-life friends rather than most of my Real-life friends.

People often told me that I am an Internet addict. I don't think so for I would definitely be able to go through my days without the internet. I just find myself more comfortable talking to my net friends, my Twitter friends as well as my Facebook friends from all over the world.

A person who was extremely close to me asked me this two days ago:- So you get onto Social Networking to seek for care, attention and love? He clearly have misunderstood me. No, I don't "seek" for care, attention nor Love. The one difference between Twitter and Facebook to me is simple:-

In Facebook, I have too much acquaintances who pretend that they care about your life, death and survival when they actually do not. They have this tendency to just, apparently, ask how are you and your family, to show you that at least they tried, and then go ahead behind your back and complain that you're an attention seeker and that they have bigger problems than you.

Twitter, on the hand, consists of people I network with every single day. It consist of people who never hesitate to greet me a cheery Good morning or a chirpy hey! when you're on. They genuinely care for your well-being. There was no such thing as "Hi, I hope everything is okay. Be Strong, Things will pass in time." Seriously, dude, How Much Time? How much more stronger can i be? How okay can things be?

People in Twitter would offer me solutions and useful articles on Cancer related matters, as well as tell me and most importantly make me Feel like I do have their support. At times like this, I know I need to be strong; but i also need my friends around for me to be vulnerable. That, Facebook can never provide. Disappointing. Facebook friends happen to be so Real-Life while Twitter happens to be my Reel- Life.

Recent happenings have shown me just how fragile friendship and ties that binds can actually be. Honestly, I don't even know what's friendship anymore. I call them acquaintances; because I know; I can do without them in my life.

Call me a Sceptic. I don't care. It's none of your business anyway.

30/11/09

Take Courage, Woman!

2009-11-17T20:08:00.000-08:00

I'm pent up. Frustrated. Tired. Exhausted:- I've had enough!

I seriously have had enough.

How many countless time have these thoughts occur in my mind? Yes, I felt like I've had enough, but am I willing to risk giving it up? No. I'm not. Regardless of how tired I am in battling life's obstacles, I refused to give up. If I do, what's left? If I do, Who's left?

Its not a burden. It's my destiny.

Strength. Courage. Determination.

I am, a WonderGirl.

You should never give yourself a chance to fall apart, because when you do, it becomes a tendency and it happens over and over again. You must practise Staying Strong.

A promise I made.

2009-11-15T19:56:00.000-08:00

"My Wonderwall.. I could promise to hold you and to cherish you. I could promise to be in sickness and in health. I could say, til death do us part. But I won't. Those vows are for optimistic couples, the ones full of hope. And I do not stand here, optimistic or full of hope. I am not optimistic, I am not hopeful, I am sure. I am steady. And I know that I am a heart person. I am a heart person. So this I am sure, you are my partner, my lover, my very best friend, my heart, my heart beats for you. And today, I promise you this: I promise you to lay my heart in the palm of your hands, I promise you me..."

I am a "Heart" Person and So are You.

2009-11-06T00:19:00.000-08:00

"The resting place of the mind is the heart. The only thing the mind hears all day is clanging bells and noise and arguments and all it wants is quietude. The only place a mind will ever find peace is inside the silence of the heart. That's where you need to go:- the heart."

- Eat, Pray, Love - Elizabeth Gilbert -

It always interest me when I hear someone said "I'm following my heart" or "A reasonable person would always follow his mind, because mind is able to think rationally while the heart don't".

So am I a heart person or a mind person?

How do you classify someone as a heart person and another as a mind person?

I've always thought that everyone is a heart person. Like how Elizabeth Gilbert said as quoted above " The only place a mind will ever find peace is inside the silence of the heart". So people, YOU are a heart person. Debate and question no more.

You may think a lot about certain something, but at the end of the day, you follow the decision that you really want. Now, THATs a heart person. I am, nothing but proud to proclaim, so that everyone knows, that :-

I. I am a Heart person.

I followed my heart. Thats where I find myself at my most happy.

I hope you do too.

You only live once. Live it in happiness. If you don't do it now, When?

06/11/09

Separation.

2009-11-01T04:53:00.001-08:00

Yesterday, was a seemingly dark day. It was raining the entire day and everyone was in a sombre mood.

It was All Soul's Day.

It was a day where we'll visit the graves of our love ones. Its a day where we'll light candles and say a little prayer for the souls. Its a day where we place fresh flowers by the graves. Its a day, where we commemorate those who has passed on.

Its a day, where I get a little more extra time with my mom, Grandpa and JJ.

At 22, I haven't fully been able to grasp this area of living:- where someday, we will all part with one another. I'm not afraid of dying. I've cheated death once;- I know how scary it is, but nothing terrifies me more than the idea of Losing the people I love. You can call me selfish. I would rather depart first than being the other way round.

Having lost so much at only 22, I wonder how I ever made it through those times. Was it my family who propped me up? Was it prayers? Was it by my own faith? I don't know. What I do know is, someday, this little heart of mine wont be able to take the losses no more and I may succumb to a terrible heartbreak. Whilst that "Someday" is not here yet, I shall Hope, Believe, and Have Faith.

03/11/09

Life Like an Ocean.

2009-10-31T07:50:00.000-07:00

I ♥ beaches.

I'm a certified beach bum.

The salty smell of the ocean filled my nostrils as I hear the sound of waves splashing towards the rocks.

I'm beginning to see that my life is like the ocean.

Rocky.

Maybe it is.

.::Funny::.

I hated reality. Yet, my most favourite destination in the whole world, reflects the reality of my life.

Ironic.

11.17am

Roadtrips and Photography is the best combo!

2009-10-29T02:21:00.000-07:00

I Love Life behind my camera lenses:- They gave me a feeling of peace I never knew exists.

My grandfather was a renowned local photographer. i remember as a kid, i love following him to jungles and watched him climb trees to get his shot of a mother birdie feeding its youngins. The result of his shots, were breathtaking . Since then, I've fallen in love with Photography. I'm still an amateur, but I believe that photography is not about how long you've been taking pictures, but its about capturing the moment. The feeling. The passion.

These, I have.

I Love Roadtrips too!

My essentials for a roadtrip:

Camera!
Plenty of drinking water
My sunnies
Baseball Cap
Good music
my best friend, Juan (=

So, here are a few pictures I took from way back! Ü

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"This post is transported from one of my older blogs. One of my all-time favourite posts"

"Eat, Pray, Love"

2009-10-28T22:43:00.000-07:00

Today, one of my Blog reader, who happens to be a friend of mine, interestingly texted me, and said this:-

"Babe, no offence, but aren't you revealing a little too much about yourself on your blog? I mean, come on, everyone can read it!"

So, again, I'm put in a position where I have to actually care about what people think towards my thoughts and ideas penned down in my blog. My solution to her worry is simple:- "Un-Follow Me!"

See, I've always been very much of a private person. No doubt, I'm cheery and warm and friendly (Hey, I am! :p) but in actual fact, not many know much about me, unless I want them to. As time goes by, these things accumulate and I feel terribly suffocated! Hence, I decided to own a blog, a "magic place" as I've always called it, where I can pour out my frustrations, anger, sadness, happiness, smiles and tears without facing awkward embarrassing moments that we get, talking about it to a friend. Needless to say, it shut her up but I have this nagging feeling that she will and IS continuing stalking my posts! :p

On another note, I'm currently reading on a book entitled "Live, Pray, Love" by Elizabeth Gilbert. I have to say, this book is not only engaging, but its captivating in its own funny way as well. One of the very interesting book that I've read which resulted in me trying to read through it in one sitting - all the time; when I couldn't due to other commitments such as work, studies and daddy. I love how the stories are woven together, with its honest to God truth about human nature as well as its bittersweet realisation of real life happenings. I find myself relating a lot to this book and it certainly changed a few of my perceptions towards life learning journey in general. I would highly recommend this book to everyone; especially if you're on a journey of self-discovery.

Got to go back to work now, but I will be back in a bit to ramble more about my recent happenings. I warned ya 3 post back, that when I'm back to Blogosphere, I'm back with a vengeance ;)

29/10/09

I Am Afraid

2009-10-27T18:56:00.000-07:00

My Life is an Epic Movie. It is. I'm a Sword Wielding, donned in armour suit, Warrior Princess (okay, maybe not princess, a Female Warrior). I've fought the good fight, and have won.

But now, I'm on the verge of giving up. I felt as though I have too much on my plate right now, and it's tearing me apart. I find myself so loss. I'm walking around blindfolded and treading on Hot water. Each time I pray, I pray for sign, to tell me that I'm not alone in this fight.

Everyday, I acted as though things are in control. As soon as night came, When I'm back home, alone in my room;- Loneliness took over and I crumbled in silent sobs, falling asleep with my knees curled up to my chest, in a fetus position.

I. Am. Afraid.

27/10/09

Dreams.

2009-10-26T23:16:00.000-07:00

"I have a dream.. "

Well, everyone does.

As a kid, I've always wanted to be a Firewoman. (Yes yes, I know, what an unlikely dream!) I've always been extremely fascinated with the Fire and Drill department where they get to don on the cool yellow uniform and slide down the rails when there's an emergency. Every weekend, I would force my dad (in my own bratty way:- Note: Stomping my feet and wailing at the top of my lungs as though there's no tomorrow :p ) to take me to the Fire station and just let me watch them wash the Fire Truck as well as prepare themselves in case of emergency. So much so, that those Firemen, became my friend.

Then, I grew out of it. I then aspired to become a singer. I wanted to be like my mom. I love music. I still do.... I love the feeling of performing on a huge stage in front of an audience. I love the sound of thunderous applause and sometimes, standing ovations. Then I realised there are so much more better singers out there than Me. I grew out of it.

Next, I decided that I wanted to become a Writer. I had my first chance at writing after I submitted an article articulately written to The Star. Luck was on my side, and I earned myself a column where I started submitting my articles ardently week after week under a pseudonym. I was getting frustrated at not being recognised for my own originality, and decided to reveal my actual name. Demands for that particular column started dropping. Again, I lost interest in it.

After much thought, I decided, YES! I wanna be a race car driver! Take over Uncle Edmund's position and be the sole female racer in the whole circuit. After years and years and MORE years of waiting, I realised, my family is sexists. Only male drivers are allowed :p ( Okay! I was exaggerating. Dad wouldn't allow me to race, at all.... According to him, female drivers are "Kayu" drivers. In English - Female drivers sucks) I was forced to abandon the idea.

Not much complains there, because next, I wanted to become an environmentalist. I've always been a lover of nature. Hiking through the woods and man made mountains makes me happy. The tranquility of the atmosphere as well as the beautiful beautiful greenery just captures my attention wholly. I loveeee the earthly smell of the soil when it rains. But what I can do, as an environmentalist in Malaysia? My best friend, Evelyn graduated from the Agriculture line, and during her practical stint, she had to work for DBKL - Following the rubbish truck. Needless to say, I drop the idea the very second.

Right now, I'm pursuing my Bachelor's and soon after my Masters in Law. I love what I'm doing. Then again, I've loved all that i've done before. So who knows how long this one may last. :p

Kidding! Ö

I've come to realise after all those years that dreams do change. as time passes, your wants and needs change. All I'm saying is, eventhough I gave up on my dreams mid way, I have the chance of following each and dream I had. I had the chance to bask in the glory and happiness of living my dream.

So, here's a word of advice: -

Whatever you want to do, Just do it (Like how Nike always said) Ü

I don't know about you, but I don't like the feeling of having to wake up someday, and regretting not doing something that I've always wanted to do!

Good luck, and all the best. Live your dream; Follow your dream.

27/10/2009

p/s: I've always wanted to master MORE languages, and currently, I'm following my little dream and learning Italian! ;)

*Thankful mode*

I'll be back :- Soon-ish!

2009-10-21T20:46:00.000-07:00

I am guilty - Of bailing out on gym for 2 weeks now!

I'm Equally guilty of leaving my blog not updated! I'll be back! Stronger than ever. :D
Just need to get myself settled in my new place, surrounded by new people, and restarting on living my new life.

21/10/09

10 things that Makes me Happy

2009-10-11T20:52:00.000-07:00

Are you happy?

That's a question I ask myself every single day.

More often than not, my answer would be "I Don't Know".

What makes you happy then?

That's the next question I asked.

What does happiness actually means to you? Is it the smile plastered on your face? Is it the sound of a hearty laughter? Is it the feeling of contentment? What exactly is happiness? This is a very subjective question. Happiness mean different things to different people. To some, happiness is when you're in love. To others, happiness means getting something you've been waiting for. It still seemed like a really vague topic to me. I've long been numbed from feeling happy. Thus, I've came up with a list of certain things that gave me a sense of contentment, and certain things that put a smile on my face. Maybe, just maybe, these are the moments where I am feeling happy.

Family Gatherings.

Nothing beats staying home with the big family clan, talking over a round of barbeque and wine. The men of the family would sit in the porch, the mummies of the family would be around the dining table while the youngins would be in the hall talking and cracking stupid jokes and not to forget all the photo taking moments! I've been really blessed to be born in a such a close knitted family where there is no age or racial barriers at all. We all ♥ each other! The support system within the family is unbreakable.

Again, I'd like to stress this once again, and it's something I'd never get tired nor ashame of saying:-

I'm Proud to be a Vaz! Ü

My nieces

2 little munchkin, and another one on the way! Their cheeky mode and adorable ways never fail to lift up my mood. Sometimes, they're just toooooooooooo adorable that it makes me wanna squish their faces and bite their cheeks! Ö Occasionally, they do get on my nerves, but usually not for long. Oh, have i mentioned the puppy dog sad eyes tactic that they're so good at portraying whenever I get mad at them? Trust me, they deserve a master class award for that. *Grins*

Singing out loud in the showers

I Love singing. It's one of those genetically inherited hobbies i got from my beloved mommy;- except, I never really did inherit her talents. *LoL* It's sort of like my "mini concert" minus the audience part. Haha! It even has an original Echo function which I don't have to tune it with the mixers! :D

Tweeting

Yeap! You got it right! Twitter keeps my mood up. Of course, I have to give a round of kudos to my Tweeples who have been ever so awesome in making me laugh with their ridiculous yet entertaining Tweets!

THE Beach & Mountain top

These two places is where I go to when I need to recollect my thoughts. I've always been more of a sensitive and emotional person (What's new?). At the same time, I'm also a deep thinker - I tend to think too much into certain things. Whenever things get too much for me to handle, I escape to these places and just bask into the beautiful view in front of me. They gave me a sense of peace that I seek for. Peacefulness equates happiness too right? Ü

Swings & Slides

I know, I know! So childish, isn't it? I've always been a Kid at heart. Wherever I go to, When I see a swing or a slide, I'd just get all excited and I'm thrown back into the past:- I became a kid again. I love the feeling of wind carressing my face as I swung myself high up in the air... I learnt how to laugh when I'm on a swing and i ALWAYS go "Wheeeeee~" When I'm sliding down a slide :D

Music

I'm a hardcore Music junkie. Whatever my mood is reflects upon the genre of music I'm listening to. Friends and families know me as a Living Jukebox. I have no idea why! Was it because of the fact that I seemed to know every song that's being played on the radio? I don't know. One thing I do know for sure; I love karaokes! haha... The Pinay in me is showing eh? :D Pinoy tayo!

Taking Pictures

... of everything, and anything. Picture speaks a thousand words. Capturing every single memory I had, have and will have in pictures. It's looking back at pictures of past happenings that brought tears and laughter to me. Some are of people that I've lost over the years, some are of forgotten memories, while some are of funny snapshots of the people in my life and I.

Giving

My mom left me with the greatest gift of all - Give. I learnt to give; when I give, I feel contented. The smiling faces of my receiver always gave me a sense of fullfilment. Sometimes I turn selfish. I am but a human after all, but when I remembered the real reason of my existence in this world, I try to be a giver all over again. I'm still Learning, and grasping. Baby steps...

Vacations & Travelling

I don't need to say more! It's like a few days of escape from reality and I get to be in LaLaLand and just forget the world at large. I'm at my most happy, being away from all drama.

The list goes on... At this moment, I'm having a moment of brain freeze. I shall have a Part 2 post when I'm past my Daft mode.

So there you go. Some of my happy moments. What are yours? Ü

That's When I Love You

2009-10-08T23:37:00.000-07:00

Have you ever found a song that strikes right into the core of your heart?

Today, I did.

So simple, yet so true.

That's When I Love You - Aslyn

When you have to look away

When you dont have much to say

Thats when I love youI love you, just that way

To hear you stumble when you speak

Or see you walk with two left feet

Thats when I love you

I love you, endlessly

And when your mad cuz you lost a game

Forget Im waiting in the rain

Baby i love you,I love you anyway

Heres my promise made tonight

You can count "on" me for life

Thats when i love you

When nothing you do can change my mind

The more I learn, The more I love

The more my heart cant get enough

Thats when I love you, no matter what

So when you turn to hide your eyes

Cause the movie it made you cry

Thats when I love you

I love you a little more each time

And when you cant quite match your clothes

Or when you laugh at your own jokes

Thats when I love you

I love you, more than youll know

And when you forget that we had a date

Or that look that you get when you show up late

Baby I love you, I love you anyway

Heres my promise made tonight

You can count "on" me for life

Thats when i love you

When nothing you do can change my mind

The more I learn, The more I love

The more my heart cant get enough

Thats when I love you,When I love you no matter what

Thats when I love you

When nothing baby

Nothing you do could change my mind

The more I learn, The more I love

The more my heart cant get enough

Thats when I love you,When I love you no matter what

No matter what

"BER" months babies!

2009-10-08T19:07:00.000-07:00

It was mom's birthday yesterday... and will be dad's and Eric's (my 3rd brother) birthday on the 12th of October. MY birthday is on the 17th of December! haha, I just HAD to slot that in. Ü So, majority of my family members are "BER" month babies. Ü

For the first time in my whole life, I would not be home for their birthdays. Usually, I would be the one getting all excited, buying cakes, so called surprise parties, and getting them presents (Which ended up in dad scolding me most of the time for "wasting" money) Hello dad, Money can always be earned, but i have only ONE dad, ONE mom and One (wait Three) Brothers! :D

It makes me sad though because I wouldn't be able to make it home this coming weekend for the big party! The rest of the fam clan would be back at Batu Pahat - except me. How sad! )= This is the result of having classes during the weekends.

All right all right, i know i'm super whining right now. I miss my family. I've always been rather spoiled when it comes to my family members and love ones. What can I do? They just love me! :D In turn, I love them with every thing I have too. God gave me a heart; I distributed them to all my love ones. Ü

Fine. I'm Rambling Ö

Till my next rambling session!

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P/s: I've moved places! :D Will have pictures posted up soon

♥

My Story To Tell & I've Embraced It.

2009-10-01T06:34:00.000-07:00

Everyone, have a story to tell. That was what I learnt from the late Randy Pausch. Today, I decided to re-read "The Last Lecture" written by Randy, and reading it the second time, I took my time and digested his words. Towards the end, the book left me teary eyed. He had barely 6 months to live, and in that six months, he spent part of it writing this book, and he did what he does best - teaching. His book taught me about certain values in life and opened my eye to a whole new world out there.

Like how Randy embraced his situation with Pancreatic Cancer, today, at this moment, I will embrace mine too. So dear readers, do bear with me - This will be a long blog post. I have a lot of story to tell.

This story, is about the people I met and knew, apart from my dearly beloved family, that has influenced and brought sunny sunshine to my life.

First and foremost, I'd like you to meet my half-sister - Catrina de Ramos. I have never met Cathy. I've heard so much about her from mom, but I have never met her. We spoke on the phone, the usual "Hi" , "Hello" , "Take Care". In 2007, I finally met my sister, for the very first time in my life. My first impression of her was that she's extremely shy, and for a moment, it felt awkward because we're half sisters, but I don't know her at all - truth be told. As time passed, we started getting used to each other and in less than a month, we were inseparable. She became my confidante, the one person I can tell everything to and cry to. I remember how one night, I woke up screaming in a nightmare, and she was there, holding my hand and keeping me calm and talking to me all through the night, ensuring that I was fine. We shared gossips, boy talks and on a more deeper level, we talked about both our relationship with mom. In the six months she was here, in Malaysia, I felt the joy of having a sister. She's now back in the Philippines, and I havent seen my sister for nearly two years. I miss her terribly and One day, I will succeed in bringing her over here to Malaysia. She belongs to the family, and IS a part of the family.

Next on the list, I'd like you to meet Janice Ruth Alecha - My Twin from another mother. Janice, is a fighter. She is a Hepatitis B carrier and have faced a lot of downturns in her life. Being the sole breadwinner and having losing her mom, she single handedly brought up her 3 younger sister. She gave up so much and also lost a person she loved in order to be a responsible sister. As the saying goes, you reap what you sow. Despite being a Hep B carrier, she is now happily married to a wonderful hubby named Lee Sanchez from USA and is a mother to a beautiful baby boy - My Godson, Giovanni Li Sanchez. I can never forget the countless times we shared on webcam, talking, laughing, crying and sharing. She is like a mirror image of me - attitude wise. I wil forever remember how she taught me on the true value of friendship - that it knows no boundaries. Despite not having met her yet after 4 years of friendship, I remain hopeful that someday, the both of us would meet.

Next on the list, is my darling Lina and Jillu. Thanks to Patrick Shyu, the founder of Humanpets.com, the three crazy braniacs were brought together. We ALWAYS have so much fun together. Laughing, squeezing together in a bed, taking pictures by KLCC fountain together. These two girls remained my solid rock through it all. Especially even more so when dad was diagnosed with cancer. I have no other words to say but this : Girls, I am exceptionally thankful for your presence in my life and for bringing so much sunshine to my family. I will be forever grateful.

Also, on my list, is Karlie, Lucia, Amber, Carine and Gracie. Again, I have to say a huge thank you to Patrick for bringing these girls and i together. The countless moments we shared during our herd days on H.Pets and our ever funny Yahoo conference totally topped my chart. Even till today, you girls have been there for me, seeing me through every heartbreaks and happiness I faced. Who ever said Distance is an issue, deserve a slap in their face, because they are totally wrong! All five of us, comes from different country, Karlie - Philippines, Lucia - Slovakia, Amber - Thailand, Gracie - Australia and Yous Truly - Malaysia. Our Similarity? We ♥ each other like mad. Thank you girls, for loving me so much.

Finally, the one person, I'd like to thank,and the whole purpose of this blog post, is a very very important person in my life - MY WonderWall. This will definitely be a whole hell of an inappropriateness, but at this moment, I dont really give a damn about being appropriate. I'm embracing it. I'm embracing everything that happened. As fate would have it, I met him on Twitter. We started off as friends. He was being nice to me and made me laugh with his quirky sense of humour - ie: his sense of sarcasm. I remember how I ALWAYS got irritated with his "Really??!!!!??" whenever I tried to tell him about certain excitement that happened in my life. As time goes by, and as everyone know, he fell for me; and I in turn, fell for him.

In mere months, the bond we built were not easily shaken. We were completely honest to each other about every single happenings in our life and I find that I can never ever hide anything from him. If you asked me, I was at my most honest, when i was with him. He just brings out the best in me.

Without the need to say anything, he knew my thoughts and feelings. I can never forget the state of euphoric bliss of waking up to him in the mornings, and being able to say "Good Morning" to him. I can never forget the musky smell of his skin when he held me close and comfort me during my time of weakness. I can never forget how he smell of Dashing Active Talcum Powder. I can never forget how his eyes ALWAYS crinkles up when he smiles (This is my ultimate favourite sight of him). I can never forget how he always bites his lower lips whenever he's up to something mischievous. I can never forget how my tiny fingers fits perfectly into the gaps of his fingers - like they were totally made for each other. I adore how he looks like when he's sleeping; with his hair tousled and his face peacefully slumbered.

I have Met my soulmate in him. He fits me like a perfect puzzle. He is like the peanut to my butter, and the chocolate to my sundae. Ü

Eventhough we've gone our separate ways, I know one thing is for sure. He will ALWAYS have a piece of my heart with him. He will always be a very very special person in my life. No one can ever take his place. What we shared, was indeed, as what you said - Divine. Thank you so much for loving me, and for allowing me to love you. Thank you for teaching me how to love again. I am embracing our separation. I am trying - For you, as I know how you're trying, for me.

For this very person, I am not posting any picture of him, because I've already had a picture perfect image of him plastered in my mind. That image, is my sole property. Its my remembrance of him, everlasting.

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I've disabled the comments for this post because its a very personal post to me.

And you wonder Why I would Love to Own a SLR..

2009-10-01T01:46:00.000-07:00

For the very first time, I'm sharing my Life behind my Camera Lenses. Had a chance with Uncle Bong's SLR and there is no turning back ever since! Do leave me your comments. I believe there are still rooms for improvement! Ü

♥

True-Blue Malaysian

2009-10-01T00:25:00.000-07:00

I ♥ my family.

I do.

Its the 1st of October, and it is the day of Dad's PET CT Scan.

This is a short extract from Wijaya Medical Centre's Homepage, for the knowledge of every reader who chanced upon my blog:-
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Positron Emission Tomography and Computed Tomography (PET CT) combines the strengths of two well-established imaging modalities, CT for anatomy and PET for function, into a single imaging device. By imaging with the two modalities in a single scan, disease can be both identified and localized, potentially resulting in an earlier diagnosis and more accurate staging of cancers. PET/CT can also show how the disease is responding to treatment.

PET/CT scanners provide accurately aligned anatomical and functional images of a patient, allowing functional abnormalities to be localized and distinguished from normal uptake of the PET tracer, which increases physician’s confidence in arriving at the correct diagnosis.

The three areas in which PET is making critical contributions are in:

1) Oncology - Lung cancer, breast cancer, testicular and ovarian cancer, recurrent colorectal cancer, lymphoma, melanoma, recurrent brain tumors, tumor-therapy monitoring and assessing effectiveness of treatment such as chemotherapy, - it pinpoints the disease and helps guide therapy to improve your quality of life while fighting cancer.

2) Cardiology - Myocardial viability - a form of non-invasive stress test to help determine the presence and extent of coronary artery disease.

3) Neurology - Diagnosis of Alzheimer, - the study of the blood flow and metabolic activity in the brain can identify certain neurologic and central nervous system disorders.

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It was a terribly long wait. Apart from dad, there were two other patient as well, awaiting for their PET CT. It then dawned on me, that I have an extremely bonded family! We have a great support system amonst us all. The two other patients comprises of an old uncle and an old auntie, and they were all alone. My dad,on the other hand, has his whole rally of supporters beside him! ie: My mom, aunts, brothers and I. I realised, then and there, that I am, indeed, one lucky girl to be born in a family like mine.

So here I go again, I am super Proud to be a Vaz

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Today as well, I chanced upon a new surgery method which MAY be beneficial to everyone battling cancer out there! It's known as CyberKnife ®.

CyberKnife® Radiosurgery is a precise, painless, non-invasive radiosurgery treatment that can be an alternative to open surgery in many cases. With sub-millimeter clinical accuracy.

In easy English, Its surgery without the need to cut you open! It is most beneficial for inoperable surgery such as surgery to the brain or open lung surgery for that matter. It gave me a sense of peace to know that the technologies provided by certain Malaysia hospital is indeed at par with that of other more advanced country such as Singapore.

Hence, today, I officially became a True-Blue Malaysian (but that doesn't mean I condone with the happenings of Malaysian Political world) *wink* .

I'm in a Whiny Mode!

2009-09-29T19:12:00.001-07:00

For days, I've been thinking of a good blog topic to talk about. Today, without even racking my brain, I found one.

I ♥ Rainy Days Ü

The earthly smell of the soil, and freshness of the morning dew calms me down and brightens up my day despite the lack of sunny sunshine. At times I love walking in the rain (Which always ends up in me being sick later on). When I was a kid, I used to play Chase with my brother in the rain with dad smiling and looking at us in the front porch. Those were the days.

Today though.. I decided to not drive and commute with the train as I have classes in the evening. As I was enjoying my walk with my Cool orange coloured umbrella, this one motorists driving a Grey Proton Persona just whizzed past me and on purpose, Drove thru a puddle of water on the road! Needless to say, yours truly is ALL drenched. I was aghast.

What's with these Malaysians? It seems like they have totally zero EQ! With wet clothes I boarded the LRT and headed to gym to have a change of clothes. Thank goodness for Spare clothings in my gym bag! Grrrrrr.

So a bad start to my day. I hope it gets better!

The First song on my Blog Playlist is...

2009-09-28T00:41:00.000-07:00

Ran through my playlist and found this song. Used to love this! Haven't listened to it in a long time. Hence, included it as a first song on my blog playlist! Enjoy Ü

Built To Last - Melee

I've looked for love in stranger places
but never found someone like you
someone whose smile
makes me feel i've been holding back
and now there's nothing I can do

cause this is real, and this is good
it warms the inside just like it should
but most of all
most of all, it's built to last
it's built to last

all of our friends
saw from the start
so why didn't we believe it too?
now look, where we are
you're in my heart now
and there's no escaping it for you

cause this is real, and this is good
it warms the inside just like it should
but most of all
most of all, it's built to last

walking on the hills at night
with those fireworks and candlelight
you and i were made to get love right

cause this is real, and this is good
it warms the inside just like it should
but most of all
most of all, it's built to last

cause you are the sun in my universe
consider the best when we felt the worst
and most of all, most of all
most of all, most of all,
most of all. most of all
it's built to last

Slumber Weekend at Jan's

2009-09-27T06:34:00.000-07:00

So... During my weekend slumber party at Janoah's, we decided to play dress up. I get to don on one of her Saree, and she did a really good job with it! Not to mention her superb photo taking skills ^.^

Yes Yes Jan, you do deserve your SLR! ;)

Anyways, Since I'm feeling extremely thick skinned right now, I shall post up a few photos taken. Ü

Jan called this a "Shy Girl" photo. *Laughs*

This is my personal favourite. Ala Bollywood style! :D

Okay, that's just me striking up a post.

The traditional modest chair sitting picture. Trust me, I chosed the best out of the whole lot to post on here. :P

I love the angle on this one. Jan took it while I was busy Twittering. haha! I'm a total Twitter addict!

So there you go... That's me and my best friend, up to one of our crazy stunts.

Lemme just back track a little bit to the morning of the same day. We made Durian Pudding!!!! =D One of my first experiences cooking WITH someone else ever since moving to Kuala Lumpur about a year back!

I know! I'm donning a Grandma's bun with my hair, and glasses! Cindy at her most simple! :D

p/s: Note the Flat Tummy! =D So I Lost 6KG. Toning myself back right now.

Durian Pudding in the Making. It tasted Yums too!! Right Jan? :D I loved it!

That's just me hogging the cam again. Ü I love taking pictures! Capturing every single memory.

There you go. My best friend, Janoah and I Ü

How did you spent your weekend? Ü

Bottled up in Frames.

2009-09-24T07:11:00.000-07:00

Boom Chika Wow Wow.

Thank you for everything Janoah. I ♥ you. Thanks for being there through everything.

We're Fast, and we're definitely Furious!

2009-09-23T21:10:00.000-07:00

Speed.
Adrenaline Rush
Excitement

Its all in my blood. I'm an Adrenaline junkie! Being the odd one out in the family, I love Fast Bikes. One day, I dream of owning my very own 750CC Ducati! Anyways, forget the bikes for the moment. I shall be a true-Blue Vaz decendant and talk about our very own racing team.

Yes, indeed. I came from a family that possessed racing experiences 40 years way back, when my dad and uncles were my age. Needless to say, they were passed down to the next generations - My brothers and Male cousins. Growing up with more males in the family than my own gender, I was highly influenced with all the automotive chats.

I'm officially a shoo-in "Cool" Dudette with the guys because I know what is a Microtech, and also how it feels like when a car is running on alcohol instead of the normal petrol, Turbo, custom made engines, etc. Sounds alien to you? Not to me.

So, in lieu of an upcoming race, I shall post up some pictures of an actual race day, just in case you've never seen one!

A day with Vaz-Maz Rotary Performance Racing Team

Our Race car's Comfy "Ride" all the way from Johore to Sepang Circuit.

Our Mazda RX Monsters!

Microtech anyone?

Tuning of the Microtech by Wankel Wizard - Mr Edmund William Vaz

Actual Race Night.

So there you go. Another peek into my absolutely fantabulous lifestyle. Ü

Before exiting, I shall also include one of my all-time Tracy Chapman's hit:- Fast Cars. Have fun!

"Mozart of Madras"

2009-09-22T19:24:00.000-07:00

A Living Juke-Box. That's what everybody know me as. It's Simple. I'm a Music Lover and my love includes also a variety of different cultures and languages. Although I ccame from an English Speaking family, at the same time, it is a Muhibbah Family. We have Muslims, Chinese, Indians, Filipino, Mamak, and of course Dutch culture within the family. Yet, we remain close-knitted and there exists a strong bond based on mutual respect and acceptance. Race & Religion, was never an issue within my family. For that, I am terribly glad.

Needless to say, my upbringing is what influenced my variety of tastes in music. They vary from English to Latin to Filipino to Malay to Mandarin to Hindi or Tamil. My current addiction though, hails from a music genius named Allah Rakha Rahman, or more popularly known as A.R.Rahman.

This is an extract of his biography from Wikipedia.org:-

Allah Rakha Rahman (Tamil: ஏ.ஆர்.ரகுமான்; born January 6, 1966 as A. S. Dileep Kumar (திலீப் குமார்) in Chennai, Tamil Nadu, India) is an Indian film composer, record producer, musician and singer. His film scoring career began in the early 1990s. He has won thirteen Filmfare Awards, four National Film Awards, a BAFTA Award, a Golden Globe and two Academy Awards.[1]

Working in India's various film industries, international cinema and theatre, by 2003, Rahman, in a career spanning over a decade, has sold more than 100 million records of his film scores and soundtracks worldwide,[2] and sold over 200 million cassettes,[3] making him one of the world's all-time top selling recording artists.

Time magazine has referred to him as the "Mozart of Madras" and several Tamil commentators have coined him the nickname Isai Puyal (Tamil: இசைப் புயல்; English: Music Storm).[4] In 2009, the magazine placed Rahman in the Time 100 list of 'World's Most Influential People'.[5]

I first learnt of this Musical genius from the Oscar winning film of Slumdog Millionaire. Well, Who would not love the ever popular song entitled "Jai Ho" which is then later popularised even more by the sexy girl group- Pussycat Dolls? I was totally hooked! Even more so, when someone extremely close to me is a huge huge A.R Rahman fan! He influenced me even more when he revealed that A.R Rahman actually do compose and sung several English songs as well. Boy, I've been trying to get my hands on A.R Rahman's songs ever since then. I have to admit, I was about to support Piracy by trying to download them off the net. To my dismay, I no longer can do that. So here I am, with the aid of MixPod and YouTube, I'm feeding my A.R Rahman addiction online! Ü

Just so my blog readers can have a taste of a little bit from A.R Rahman, I've included three of my favourite song from him on my blog playlist! Enjoy.

♥

No Ordinary Love - MYMP

2009-09-22T18:21:00.000-07:00

This could have been just another day

But instead we're standing here

No need for words it's all been said

In the way you hold me near

I was alone on this journey

You came along to comfort me

Everything I want in life is right here

'Cause

Chorus:

This is not your ordinary

No ordinary love

I was not prepared enough

To fall so deep in love

This is not your ordinary

No ordinary love

You were the first to touch my heart

And everything right again with your extraordinary love

I get so weak when you look at me

I get lost inside your eyes

Sometimes the magic is hard to believe

But you're here before my very eyes

You brought joy to my world

Set me so free I want you to understand

You're every breath that I breathe

Chorus

From the very first time that we kissed

I knew that I just couldn't let you go at all

From this day on, remember this:

That you're the only one that I adore

Can we make this last forever

This can't be a dream

'Cause it feels so good to me

Chorus x2

Born to ♥ & Made to Last.

2009-09-22T02:18:00.000-07:00

I was contemplating deleting this blog and starting with a new one. I guess, I just can't. Rather than trying to delete my memory, I'm embracing every single bit of it.

.::.A new start.::.

Here are my wishlist:-

That the people that I love, are happy.
That I learn how to smile again.
That i make more time for myself.
That I, whole heartedly, give my blessings to My WonderWall to be happy.

I'm a lover. I Love. I live to love. I was born to Love.

♥

Love Simply Is.

2009-09-16T18:59:00.000-07:00

I am, a hopeless Romantic. Regardless of the amount of time I chided anyone for giving bouquet of flowers, it secretly made me feel elated (but i do indeed dislike roses! I love daisies Ü ). I love a romantic picnic with the food basket, a bottle of wine, good slow music and just sitting on a hilltop - solidarity time with the special someone. That, my dear readers, is life; for to me, there is no life without Love. When you Love, you Live.

Needless to say, I absolutely adore Sappy romantic romance movies. I'm not saying thats about the only thing I watch. I do opt for some kick-ass action movies as well, but on certain occasions, all I want to do, is just curl up on the sofa, with my comforter in tow, a glass of wine in hand, a bowl of popcorn in front, a box of tissue which will come in handy, and have a Romance movie marathon.

I'm neither a professional critic nor am I really good at movies, but here are my Top 5 pick of Romance movie of all time. I bear no responsibility if eventually it doesn't suit your taste buds. Afterall, you are indeed entitled to your own choices, as i do with mine. Ü Sit back and enjoy this journey with me.

Top 5 All-Time Favourite Romance Movies:-

The Lake House

I first watched this movie after a very dear old friend of time - TJ talked about it to me during one of our many yahoo messenger chats about 3 years back. I've always been a huge fan of Sandra Bullock after her stint in Practical Magic and of Keanu Reeves after watching Sweet November. So when you put two equally talented actors together - the outcome is mindblowing. I love the chemistry between the two of them in this movie. They portray perfectly the message this movie needs to convey - Love transcends Time & Separation.
It's about the both of them, staying at the exact same house, by the lake, at the same time, not knowing the existence of one another - because they live 2 years apart. Their mode of communication is through the lake house's letter box which, magically transport their letter back and forward in time to each other. They fell in love through letters to each other and have been trying to meet despite living two years apart. I know, I know. Seemingly untrue, but hey, whatever cream is your twinkie, and I happen to twink this cream! ^.^

P/S I Love You

Ah haaaa...This is where all my Gerard Butler Fetish started! *Swooning mode on* Initially, It was a book written by the re-known Cecilia Ahern. It is a very deep book and I believe it has touches the heart and soul of her many readers (especially the ladies). The story is about Gerry, a man who died of brain tumour. Before he died, he has written letters, meant for his wife which will be delivered to her in ways she never expected after his death, with the purpose of helping her move on. He knew, that it would be difficult for her, and to him, he cannot leave her - just yet. He just wants to remain around his wife, a little while longer. With every letter he wrote, he ends it with s P/S. I Love You which explains the title of the book as well as the movie. This is a definite TearJerker. I can't remember how many times I have watched this and still shed tears.

Hilary Swank portrays the part of the widow to perfection, while Gerard Butler, you asked? He's super sexy in this one. Watch it, to find out! ;)

Serendipity

According to Dictionary.com, Serendipity means The faculty of making fortunate discoveries by accident. In simple lay-man's term; it means Fortunate accidents. How coincidental it is for a man and a woman to actually pick the same pair of winter gloves in a huge departmental store? Even more so, what are the odds of them each taking a side of the same pair and met again many years later? Nil. This is what Serendipity is about. Both of them decided to let fate rule their lives. It does not take place at the time they met, but only many years later when both of them are engaged to other people, and knowing that there is a possibility that both of them may meet one day, intrigues them and both then set out on a journey to find each other, a few days before their wedding to their respective spouses. Interesting, yes no? Tune in to find out.

City of Angels

This is a very difficult choice. I have to choose between two of my ultimate favourites! I actually started loving this movie after listening to its sound track, Iris made popular by Goo Goo Dolls. Ever since I was a child, I've loved movies acted by Nicholas Cage, especially Face/Off. He plays a villain to perfection. In this movie though, you get to see the vulnerable and sensitive side to him. He plays an Angel, who starts getting mesmerized by a doctor (Meg Ryan) after witnessing her shedding tears after losing one of her patient on the operating table. An Angel do not have the capacity to feel, and the moment he saw her crying, he long to feel a tinge of sadness, happiness, pain and most of all, Love.

This movie portrays him, abandoning his status as an Angel to Love. He abandoned his immortality to be a mere mortal where one day, like anyone of us, he can die. Just as he has started to feel, and is in a relationship with Meg Ryan, she met with an accident and passed away not long after. Tragic yet wonderful message incorporated. Watch it, with a whole box of tissue. You'll need it.

Ghost

I was saddened with the recent passing of Patrick Swayze, after battling cancer for nearly 2 years. That has nothing to do with the fact that this movie, starring him and Demi Moore is my ultimate Number 1 Pick. The caption on the front cover of the movie says this:

"Before Sam was murdered, he told Molly he's love and protect her forever."

Indeed. That's what happened in this movie. Its a bout Sam (Patrick Swayze) who was murdered, and came back as a ghost to keep his wife (Demi Moore) safe, and he enlisted the help of a woman portrayed by the ever talented Whoopi Goldberg. A true tale of Love. I mean, how can you not like and fall for the whole electrifying combination of Patrick and Demi? With Unchained Melody by The Righteous Brothers as soundtrack and with a scene like this? Yes! The whole Pottery scene actually hails from this very movie! Needless to say, this movie got me bawling with tears. If it never did to you, I don't know what to say! By Far, this is to me, is the late Patrick Swayze's best work yet!

So there you go. I shall not say much, but only end this blog post with an extract written by the ever so popular Paulo Coelho in "The Witch of Portobello"

"No passion is in vain. No Love is ever wasted. Love is not a habit, a commitment, or a debt. It isn't what romantic songs tell us it is. Love simply is.

No definitions.

Love, and don't ask so many questions. Just Love."

♥

Yummerisms.

2009-09-15T06:33:00.000-07:00

I'm always on the hunt for food. Sweet deserts, spicy food, sour, salty, even exotic food - they all excites me.. How can you not salivate to these:

Donuts from Big Apple's

or this:

This is by far the best Lamb Shank I've tasted yet! It's from Zuup. The meat is so tender yet not overtly soft. Just perfect to the taste buds.

If you're a lover of Asian food, then Korean would be a must try! Doesnt this just makes your stomach grumble?? Ü

Oh maii, and my ultimate favourite!

I Love - Durian Ice Cream!

Ohhhh yes indeed.

So what are your food choices? It would be great to have new places for food that I can venture in. ^.^ After all, I pig out! And i have piggy stuffs in me. And I'm a Pig Ü

Top 10 things to Instantly feel better.

2009-09-14T19:13:00.000-07:00

I have terrible mood swings, I have to admit. I can go from one cheery mood to a huge blow up in mere minutes when provoked. How do you deal with these mood swings? How do you deal with your emotions? I can never try to hide my emotions. You can see through me. It was as if I'm invisible. So what do I usually do, you're asking? Here are my list of venting system that actually works (at least for me!) :

1. Blast music on my Earphones. Music reflects me. When I'm mad or angry, I blast some alternatives, heavy rock or some head banging tunes. When I'm feeling more mellow, Jazz or blues works great and especially when I'm cheery, Classic rock does the trick!

2. Take a drive around. Just drive. No destinations. Go round and round - by yourself. It helps to sort out your thoughts. I love driving with my windows down, feeling the air on my face helps calm me down.

3. Have a round of sad, sappy movies marathon. The best time to cry. No one would ask you why. Even if they did, blame the movies!

4. Travel! Need I say more?

5. Pick up a new hobby. Recently, I've started dabbling in photography again. I don't know why I stopped initially, but i find great comfort living behind my camera lenses. They give me a sense of peace and focus that I need. Capturing life's wonderful memories and immortalised them.

6. Dance your heart out. If you don't go to clubs, Go to one! Find a nice, non-smoking club and head over there with a group of your friends! (Make sure they're trustworthy ones, so they'll take care of you!) Just dance! Release the endorphins in your body and they make you feel better.

7. Stack up your pillows and punch them! Or you can even hide your face in them and just scream. Let of some steam!

8. Go evangelize. Spend some time at the local orphanage or old folks home. It helps you to have a better perspective on life in general.

9. Act all touristy for the day with your closest girlfriends! I personally love this. Once I went back to my hometown after a huge blow up with my previous college, I went back home. Me and my cousin pretended to be tourists for the day and just have fun in the place where we grew up! We ate sooooooooooooooooooo much and just started acting weird and queer. You see, I come from a little town. Having tourists there, is highly unlikely. You can bet we definitely having people starring at us thinking we're crazy. Oh i absolutely love that. It was funny.

And this, is my ultimate favourite as of now:
10. Work out! I recently joined a gym about 2 months ago. and since then, it has became my home away from home.I'm there almost every day, except for thursdays, where its my rest day. Usual regime would include a 30 minutes on the treadmill. I love running. As a friend of mind always remind me, Running releases endorphins that always make you feel much better afterwards. I've also taken a liking for group exercises such as Body Jam and Line Dance Funk that includes dancing to awesome Rocky tunes. In fact, today, i'm starting on Muay Thai classes! A girl have gt to know some self-defence tecniques, right? Ü

So there you go. My top 10 Feel better things to do. What are yours? Ü

G.I.V.E

2009-09-14T02:23:00.000-07:00

Lisa Nichols in The Secret compiled by Rhonda Byrne said this:

"You are the designer of your own destiny. You are the author. You write the story. The pen is in your hand, and the outcome is whatever you choose"

and this as well (A certain special someone Loves this quote and used to tell it to me all the time. Now I know why..)

"You were born to add something, to add value to this world. To simply be something, bigger and better than you were yesterday"

Every single thing you've been through, every single moment that you've come through, were to all prepare you for this moment right now.

To me, adding value to another person's life is simple. It comprises of only four alphabets.

G.I.V.E

So my dear special someone, you, are a giver. Never doubt it. Thank you for giving. Remembrance of me Everlasting.

Shmily Ü