~ Put a sock in it !

Dear readers, I am pleased to announce that the war has ended and we, the humans had the last victory. Yes, Richie La Rocha is DEAD. I was brushing my teeth at the kitchen sink when something fell on my hands and dropped into the sink. It was Richie squirming in agony, no doubt from an overdose of Mortien. My toostpaste filled shriek soon gathered my cousins to the kitchen. Ashi and I let out a tiny girlie scream, not because we were afraid of roaches but simply because we felt it the appropriate thing for a girl to do. Yea, we are drama queens. Please find enclosed the proof of Richie La Rocha’s demise.

Dear readers, I imagine as you read the title of this entry, your eyes might have grown wider and your mind possibly conjured up images of kiasu colleagues, demanding bosses, the ticket lady at the train station with the constant PMS, the grouchy cab driver or even your neighbour’s aggressive Chihuahua . Please be warned that things are not as they seem. The miserable vermin that I speak of here is a cockroach. And yes, you might say, “But my boss is a cockroach!” and I am sure you have your reasons for such strong convictions. But nevertheless, I mean the creature with the six insecticide legs, the creepy glare and the dirty shade of dark brown plastic skin. My cousins and I have occasionally seen this particular pest strolling about on our kitchen counter. One cousin (Rina) even had the misfortune of seeing him do the backstroke in her cup of milo. I thought it was hilarious until of course, I caught him snacking on my sandwich. Nobody messes with my triple deck smoked chicken and ...

Dear readers, I must apologize for my tardiness. It is already the middle of 2009 and today is my first post for the year! Well, if you must know it has been a very eventful year with restorations of faith, hope and dreams. A very promising year indeed! But alas, I am 26 today and quite frankly, I'd rather spend the day in solitude, not because I am a recluse but rather to avoid any further mishaps. Truly, I never imagined that birthdays could be so eventful. 2006 - I got hit by a car at the zebra crossing in front of the Masjid Jamek LRT station. Miraculously, I only suffered a concussion and some minor bruises. The car however sustained some major injuries mainly a shattered windshield and a bent bonnet. I seriously thought I was going to die and just imagine, all that trouble, for a double swiss mushroom burger from Burger King. Anyway, it was then that I realized that only God has the power to give or take away my life. It was a mind blowing revelation. I also thanked God ...

Dear readers, Yes ... it is that time of the year again, where enterprising businessmen take advantage of unsuspecting holiday makers with silly trinkets and bogus sales. Christmas deco at the Curve It is sad how commercialized Christmas has become, with the whole Santa Clause gimmick. Well, I know for certain that he is just a fat guy in a suit. Just so you know, Christmas is about Jesus Christ and Him alone. Anyway, I was going through the internet and found this article about the origin of "the angel" on top of the christmas tree that I thought would make quite an interesting convesation during parties, aside from the weather of course. Enjoy! The Angel Not long ago and far away, Santa was getting ready for his annual trip, but there were problems everywhere. Four of his elves got sick and the trainee elves did not produce the toys as fast as the sick elves. Santa was begiining to feel the pressure of being behind schedule. Then Mrs. Clause told Santa that her mum was go...

Dear readers, It is that time of the year once again. It is like having a mid life crisis or perhaps in this case a quarter of a century life crisis. Did I just float along with life? Or did I ardently pursue a path? I just went with the former. I have lost a number of things this year. I have lost my passion for the many things of God. The events in life have left my soul weary and downcast. Tell me, where do you draw the line between compassion and pity, respect and expectations, love and duty, obedience and sacrifice? I do wonder if my heart has grown cold and numb. Have I compromised my walk with God? Did I let the distractions pull away my focus? I think love is not loud but silent, deep and strong. And very often it would leave you burnt and alone because love is selfless. Yes, love hurts. Perhaps I should save myself the trouble and heartache and just walk the other way. But how can I deny Him, having experienced His love? I cannot let go of my God. And my resolutions? To pursue...

Dear readers, Ever had one of those days when you just feel like crap? Well, today is such a day for me. I woke up moderately early and prepared to go to work. After donning on my work attire, I just sat on my bed and zoned out for 5 minutes. I imagined having difficulty in breathing and a myriad of other tropical diseases. It's amazing what the power of your mind can do to your body. The next minute, I messaged my team lead and told her that I won't be coming in as I was not feeling well. There was not much to do at work anyway! I then spent the day sleeping. I was exhausted for pete's sake! I woke up at 1, made lunch and idly passed the time reading a book. At around 5, my cousin came back and asked if I would like to follow her to watch "The Showdown of Champions" in Bukit Jalil Stadium. Hell yea!! We got dressed and headed to Masjid Jamek by 5 p.m to avoid the "working crowd" rush. We then waited for another hardworking cousin who needless to say, go...