Are you Intelligent enough? Take this test.

This is a test for Intelligent People. I have determined that you qualify. The following short quiz consists of 4 questions and will tell you if you are qualified to be a professional.

Scroll down for each answer. The questions are NOT that difficult.

But don't scroll down UNTIL you have answered the question!

1. How do you put a giraffe into a refrigerator?

The correct answer is: Open the refrigerator, put in the giraffe, and close the door. This question tested whether you tend to do simple things in an overly complicated way.

2. How do you put an elephant into a refrigerator?

Did you say, "Open the refrigerator, put in the elephant, and close the refrigerator?"

Wrong answer. Correct Answer: Open the refrigerator, take out the giraffe, put in the elephant and close the door. This tested your ability to think through the repercussions of your previous actions.

3. The Lion King is hosting an animal conference. All the animals attend....except one. Which animal did not attend?

Correct answer: The Elephant. The elephant is in the refrigerator. You just put him in there. This tested your memory.

Okay, even if you did not answer the first three questions correctly, you still have one more chance to show your true abilities.

4. There is a river you must cross but it is used by crocodiles, and you do not have a boat. How do you manage?

Correct answer: You jump into the river and swim across. Have you not been listening? All the crocodiles are attending the animal conference. This tested whether you learn quickly from your mistakes.

According to Anderson Consulting Worldwide, around 90% of the professionals they tested got all questions wrong, but many preschoolers got several correct answers.

Anderson Consulting says this conclusively disproves the theory that most professionals have the brains of a four-year-old.

:)

Dreams - a play coming out of a piano

All I can remember is that I was playing the piano. It was an upright piano and as the music plays, there was a whole musical unfolding at the top of the piano.

It was really beautiful...with people singing, dancing and beautiful music.

Etiquette Bell explained....

Sigh....I decided to google and search for the answers.

I found 2 explanations. And apparently this etiquette bell exists in Korea too. Here's what I found :-

"If you haven't figured it out: you press the 'etiquette bell' when you are afraid that, just perhaps, some inelegant sound may just reach some other woman's ears. When this happens, or, actually before this happens, you press the 'etiquette bell' and the sound of gently whirling water surrounds you, masking any unpleasant noise. The sound, in fact, is somewhat like the whirling water sound that occurs when you actually flush the toilet. "

One more explanation :-

We are going to tell you about one innovation in Korean public toilets. Koreans have the greatest respect for all the aspects of visiting a toilet. For instance, for such a delicate topic as emitting sounds. To cover the confusion both of those in the toilet cabin and of those outside, they have invented a special “etiquette bell”. This is a nice box with a dynamic loudspeaker attached to the cabin wall. It is provided with a large button. You can press this button when necessary and the sound of water flowing from the flush tank is emitted. In half a minute the sound will die away. You may repeat this operation if necessary.
The “copying” principle was used in this case and an ecologically safe solution was obtained: why spending pure fresh water if only one property – sound – is needed. We use sound and save water.

I was kinda right.....this was my 3rd guess. 3) To distract the noise of peeing and shitting by continously ringing the bell....

What I did not figure out was that it was the sound of flushing water. Yeah, in all my trips to Japan, I often just wondered what it was but never dared to push the button. Just incase, it was for emergencies. I don't want people knocking on my toilet door wondering what's wrong with me if I rang the bell.

Now, that I know what it is for, I will make sure I practise the right etiquette by pushing the button when an "inelegant" sound should appear when I am doing my "business"

What the hell is an etiquette bell?

Sorry folks, maybe I am not so cultured, maybe I don't know much about etiquette but really what the hell is an Etiquette Bell?? I never figured it out. Having been to Japan a couple of times..I never figured out what this is and frankly I never bother to asked either.

Btw....this is found in their toilets!

So, my hypothesis - the bell is for :-

1) If my shit stinks - I should ring the bell.....

2) If I need help to get out of the toilet...I should ring the bell.....

3) To distract the noise of peeing and shitting by continously ringing the bell....

I admit, I am ignorant....just tell me if you know what it is for......

Romance and Office Joke of the Day.......

ROMANCE MATHEMATICS
Smart man + smart woman = romance
Smart man + dumb woman = affair
Dumb man + smart woman = marriage
Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy
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OFFICE ARITHMETIC
Smart boss + smart employee = profit
Smart boss + dumb employee = production
Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion
Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime

Which side of the coin do you want to look at?

My dad is just spending his days, shaking his legs and doing nothing. He is older now, retired and I don't expect him to do much. However, his personality of doing nothing clashes with my mom who is always driven to do something.


Is he simple-minded man or just plain lazy?

He is a very simple man, low aspirations, low drive but yet have a kind heart. He is humble and because he knows he is not as educated, not as rich, he is always nicer to others. He is gentle, not opinionated, always wanted to contribute, do more and let other get ahead of him.

These all should be great qualities but however these are also his setback.

Low aspirations = low money
Low drive = Lazy
Humble = low self esteem
Nice and Kind = Not thinking of himself or his family first
Gentle = Softie
Not opinionated = no stand, useless
Let others be ahead = eventually Bitter



There are always two sides to a coin, a positive and negative effects to everything.

Which side of the coin do you want to look at?

I feel old and its sucks

I just feel old and it sucks.

I can’t help it but I have just been feeling old all the time, I think since I got married last year.

I put on make up – I feel old
I dress up – I feel old
I check my face in the mirror - I feel old
I look at my body - I feel old
I talk to my collegues - I feel old
I hang out with friends - I feel old

I think I am fat, thus I feel old.

Hmmm....sigh....do you understand?

Dream : Holiday

I am planning a surprise holiday for my hubby, I am always a bit last minute, so when I start planning I would panic a little. Therefore no surprise that I dreamt about a holiday trip for me and hubby.

We checked in a spa hotel. It was a big spa, kinda a Balinese style with lots of greenery surroundings. After we checked into the room, we decided to start our holiday by going to the spa. It was a rather long walk and by the time we got to the lobby (we were either waiting for a cab or someone would be driving us to the spa), I realized that I forgot to bring the spa vouchers. So my hubby waited for the cab while I went back to get the vouchers.

The hotel was rather big and guess what, I lost my way and could not find my way back to the lobby. It was like a maze the road I took and every corner looks right but would end up wrong. Sigh.

A vision is to be caught not taught

Sorry, feeling a little philosophical this evening.

A good friend...told me this phrase "A vision is to be caught Not taught". I don't think even she realized what she said, but when I heard it, it was such a revelation.

Basically I was complaning about how my hubby is not excited about my interest. I am so passionate about it, there are so many things I want him to do and help me with but it almost seem like he is just going against me. And it is very frustrating!

Especially when I feel that what I am doing will be better for our future. At least we are doing something vs just doing nothing.

But how come he is so slow in his actions? How come we seem to argue everytime we talk about it? I get irritated that I am doing 80% of the work and yet he can't do 20% of the work promptly.

Anyway, so when my friend suddenly said this phrase....hmmm, I was like...wow! I get it. No point telling, teaching, repeating a thousand times what the vision is because if the person don't get it, have not caught it, it will just be yes yes yes yes yes yes - in one ear, out the other.

So...the challenge is to have the person catch the vision. Once the person caught the vision, then the vision is no longer just yours. It becomes a shared vision.

Am I making sense??

Who is ShadowFox and who is Kennysai?

Since I started blogging and becoming more in tune with Malaysian bloggers, I am really intrigued with Shadowfox and the latest being Kennysai.

Probably I am just nosey but then again who aren't??

I really wonder who they are and what they do. One thing for sure, they have kept their identities a tight secret. Unless I am slow, I guess nobody really know who they are right?


I do enjoy reading their blogs once in a while and for me I have started to take whatever people write with a pinch of salt. It is just an expression of another person's opinion. There is no reason getting personal about it. So, if you can't take it, then don't read.


Though what they write about sometimes, can be rather hurtful. For eg Kennysai is dedicated to just bring down a certain individual called Kenny Sia. Is Kennysai - he/she/they right in creating such a blog and writing "not so nice" stuff about someone else??

I wonder if the people whom they write about, how would they feel? Should they defend themselves? Or can they just let it be and not bother, not be hurt?


If it happened to me (someone writing horrible stuff about me), I really don't know how I would react.

Anyway back to who is Kennysai and who is Shadowfox? Seriously I have no idea. I wonder if any of their friends know that their friend is a popular anonymous blogger called Kennysai and Shadowfox. In normal interaction with family and friends, how do they not let others know that they are very popular in the world of blogging?

So, who is Kennysai and who is Shadowfox? If anyone of you have any insider leaks to who they are...let me know. I am just a curious cat on a boring Tuesday.

This cup of Starbucks nearly knocked me OUT!

It is depressing but I may have to succumb to the fact that I can no longer be the cool coffee drinker at Starbucks.


I love to have morning meetings at Starbucks. Getting out of the office is good but meeting my suppliers in Starbuckks in the morning not only is casual but also builds a strong and closer relationship with them.


So, this morning, feel rather cool, I had yet another morning meeting in the Starbucks. My usual Vanilla Latte.


The meeting went well!


As I was driving back.....I started feeling a little uncomfortable. It felt like a headache was coming.


I went into office. Took a couple of gulps of water to wash down the caffeine. Hope I will be feeling better.


Went into a 2 hour meeting. My heart started throbbing.


Hmmm...it is 2pm, maybe I was just hungry. But at that time, I was feeling really uncomfortable. Let me get some food into my stomach.


Had another telecon but I was ready to zonk out.


I need to leave the office. I need to rest my head.


Oh goodness! Got into car, trying hard to hold my head....3pm and there is traffic!!!!! Get out of the way. My head is about to burst and I am about to puke! Get out of my way!!!


Reached home, drop my stuff, went straight up to my room, changed my clothes and lie down on my bed.


Did not move for the next 2 hours. I woke up feeling better. But with the sad reality that I may never order coffee at Starbucks again.


Sigh...I will have to a tea drinker at Starbucks!!??

Is money more important or is love more important?

Which is more important, Love or Money? What is your answer?

The idealistic answer is love.
The realistic answer is money.

Sometimes life is not as straightforward. Even for the most idealistic person, there will be circumstances that make the person choose money.

Let me give you a scenario.

Girl and Boy are childhood sweethearts. They grew up in a small town and then went to KL to live and work. The girl advances much faster in her career than the boy. Boy struggles to keep a steady job. He feels disillusioned, although he tries hard but it seems like luck is just not on his side. Meanwhile his girl advances up in her career and mixes with the corporate and professional people. Boy does not fit in to the crowd. Girl’s boss takes on interested on her and pursues her. He is stable, doing well in career and provides the security that Boy does not have. While she loves Boy now, she also feel they have drifted apart and she is thinking of her future. She also believes that he will eventually succeed but just that it is not happening now. She may not love her boss as much but she feels she can grow to love him for he is a good man.

So, should she be realistic or idealistic?

Should she choose money and stability?

Or should she stay put with a struggling man all because of love?

What are your views?

Bra for the boys - an online bestseller in Japan

Illustration

This new I picked up from Yahoo News. The Japanese are always bizzare so it does not surprise me.


TOKYO (Reuters) – Who said bras are only for women? A Japanese online lingerie retailer is selling bras for cross-dressing men and they've quickly become one of its most popular items.
Since launching two weeks ago on Rakuten, a major Japanese web shopping mall, the Wishroom shop has sold over 300 men's bras for 2,800 yen ($30) each. The shop also stocks men's panties, as well as lingerie for women.


"I like this tight feeling. It feels good," Wishroom representative Masayuki Tsuchiya told Reuters as he modeled the bra, which can be worn discreetly under men's clothing.
Wishroom Executive Director Akiko Okunomiya said she was surprised at the number of men who were looking for their inner woman.


"I think more and more men are becoming interested in bras. Since we launched the men's bra, we've been getting feedback from customers saying 'wow, we'd been waiting for this for such a long time'," she said.


But the bra, available in black, pink and white, is not an easy sell for all men.


The underwear has stirred a heated debate online with more than 8,000 people debating the merits of men wearing bras in one night on Mixi, Japan's top social network website.




News from Yahoo.

Air Stewardess - Bimbo waitresses in the air

Yup I am talking about air stewardess. So do you think that the MAS and SIA air stewardess practice double standard? They treat the “gwailo” with extra attention, special care and extra attentiveness. But the treat the locals like dirt. Ok probably not like dirt but they are just not as attentive.

It irritates me. No matter what, a super rich person and a not so rich person both paid the same fare to board the plane. Just because it is an old lady or she does not speak English doesn’t make her any less. Just because I am your colour, doesn’t mean you can ignore my request.


Your job is to provide a service in the plane. And the service include attending to the needs of your clients (all the passengers in the plane). That is your job. Your best contribution to your clients is that you bring water and you bring food. That is just your job! Just do the best you can and don’t bother smiling more to that "gwailo", he is not going to tip you!

The funny things is that I experience total opposite when I board a Japan or Korean airline. They are super attentive to their own people. It is almost they are proud to be serving their own people and they want to help out as much as they can.

Why can’t out MAS and SIA ladies be more like that? Are they not proud of their countrymen??

Joke of The Day : Asian Student

This is hilarious! You gotta read this!

Asian Student

It was the first day of a school in Virginia and a new student from India named Chandrasekhar Subramanian entered the fourth grade.

The teacher said, "Let's begin by reviewing some American History. Who said "Give me Liberty , or give me Death"?

She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Chandrasekhar, who had his hand up: "Patrick Henry, 1775" he said.

"Very good! "Who said "Government of the People, by the People, for the People, shall not perish from the Earth?"

Again, no response except from Chandrasekhar. "Abraham Lincoln, 1863" said Chandrasekhar.

The teacher snapped at the class, "Class, you should be ashamed. Chandrasekhar from India, who is new to our country, knows more about itshistory than you do."

She heard a loud whisper: "Fuck the Indians," "Who said that?" she demanded.

Chandrasekhar put his hand up."General Custer, 1862. "

At that point, a student in the back said, "I'm gonna puke."

The teacher glares around and asks "All right! Now, who said that?"

Again, Chandrasekhar says, "George Bush Senior to the Japanese Prime Minister,1991."

Now furious, another student yells, "Oh yeah? Suck this!"

Chandrasekhar jumps out of his chair waving his hand and shouts to theteacher , "Bill Clinton, to Monica Lewinsky, 1997!"

Now with almost mob hysteria someone said "You little shit. If you say anything else, I'll kill you."

Chandrasekhar frantically yells at the top of his voice, " Michael Jackson to the child witnesses testifying against him- 2004."

The teacher fainted.

And as the class gathered around the teacher onthe floor, someone said, "Oh shit, we're fucked!"

And Chandrasekhar said quietly, I think it was George W. Bush, Iraq , 2007."

Charlize Theron chasing after my husband for sex?

My hubby must have read my naughty dream blog posting. Click here. Because just this morning he told me this.

"Guess what? I dreamt Charlize Theron was chasing after me, she was chasing after me!!!" he said.

The first thing one my mind (as you can see it is a naughty mind) was he said that Charlize Theron was chasing after him for sex!! So I thot, I dreamt about naughty stuff and my hubby also did and it's with Charlize Theron!! What's this?!!

But then he went on to say " She was chasing after me because I have a secret formula in a bottle, I was running away to hide the bottle"

Ohhhh....typical of my hubby, his dreams are always action-packed.

"She was running and chasing after me, I had to run really fast. We came to a warehouse, there was no where to hide. So, I swallowed the bottle. But actually, I only swallowed the cap. Ouch, it was painful to my throat."

Dream ended.

Not bad eh....it was quite an exciting dream!

Sexy breasts leading to some action in changing room

Naughty Dream.


I was in a lingerie shop trying out bras. My hubby was with me. Anyway, even though he was my hubby but he has morphed into this HK actor Bowie Lam - please don't ask me why ok!

So, I was trying out a black lacy bra. Suddenly I felt a bit naughty and I wanted a little action with my hubby in the changing room. There were voices outside and we got a little worried. Dream ended.

Potong steam man!!


Dreams will be dreams. You never understand them. Arrrgh!! I was probably just horny last night.

Money Money Money

Why can't people part with money?

What more if the money is not theirs?

If the money is not yours eg borrowed, then why is it so difficult for you to give it back?

It was never yours in the first place!

I don't understand but money is just a funny thing, make people do and say crazy things.

Lost and nobody bothers

Dream -


I was back in my old primary school. There were many little boys and girls playing around. There was a gossip going around that a little boy was lost. He apparently ran away. Everyone were just talking about it and then 10 minutes later, they just went about their own business, playing, running around.

I went for a walk around the school compound. Some kids were standing around a big hole on the ground, like a hole leading to the huge underground pipes. Everyone was saying the boy is down there. I had a vision that the boy is alone, lonely and sad and he is just sitting inside the pipes waiting for someone to rescue him. He was feeling really sad and just did not know how to face the world. Everyone around the pipes just looked around and then decided that there is nothing they can do so they all left. Somehow, this was exactly what the boy was afraid of - people abandoning him because he was pathetic. He has just proved himself right.

I woke up, the dream was still vivid in my mind. I was wondering why I dreamt that dream and initially I thot it was just one of those random, not related to anything kinda dream. Then I realized where that dream came from.

Earlier today, I received an email from a guy friend. He is single even though he is way into his 30s, and he is feeling sad and pathetic. He is feeling disillusioned about life and finding his life partner. He feels his friends are abandoning him and furthermore, he is still staying with his parents with just an average career. He sounded sad and I felt sad for him. I have not responded to the email.

Hmmm...maybe I should..soon.

Things I see in my evening walk...

I have been doing evening walks in the park near my house. I usually go about 7pm and will be back before 8pm. Usually when I walk out, it is still a bit bright but as I come back, it is already dark at night.


I truly enjoy my evening walks. Even though I am alone and I don't talk to anyone but it is so nice to see people around the park, familiar faces that I see every evening in the park.


My park consists of a walking trail, a children's playgroung and a big tennis court. It is a mid sized park whereby you get to see the whole park at a glance.


There will be a group of elderly ladies (40, 50+ yrs old) chit-chatting, sitted on the benches. As I walk my rounds, I can catch glimpse of conversations about shows on TV, different kinds of food, family issues etc.


There will be men and women who walks the trail. Some would be jogging but mostly would be walking. Some are couples and they hold hands as they take a slow walk. Such a beautiful sight!


I see many elderly men and women walk the trail and I feel so proud that they can do it.


At the playground, some moms and dads would be watching over their kids play the slides and swings. But mostly, the maids would be the one accompanying the kids.


Mothers would be chatting about their kids.


In the court, some boys would be playing basketball, or training martial arts and sometimes even line dancing.


There are so many activities happening and I am never bored when I walk the park.


It is nice to appreciate simple things in life.

Worry

Sometimes I wonder why God put us on earth. There are so many worries in the world and sometimes it seems that we can never escape from being worried. If you see someone who seem happy go lucky in the outside, would you ever know what is going in his inside? There is bound to be a worry in his mind too.



I feel like I have spent my life worrying about one thing after another. And I I grow older, there seems to be more to worry about.


When I was a teenager, I worry if I will ever make friends in school.


I worry if I will do well in my exams.


I worry if I will be able to enter university.


When I have all that, there are just more to worry about.


I worry if I will get a good job.


Then I worry if I will lose my job.


When I am single, I worry if I will ever get married.


When I am married, I worry that I married too late.


I worry that I am too old to have kids when some of my friends have already "closed shop"!


I worry about finances.


I worry about my health.


I worry about my parents.


In, out, in, out.....there are just so many things to worry about.


Don't you wish sometimes that you are a kid again, so young, so carefree without a care in the world except when to get his next ice-cream?!

When your heart is not satisfied

My mom requested for a night cream. This is a small request but why did I react?

This is the reason. I went to her room and took our all the facial creams that I have given her all these years. Olay, SK-II, Loreal etc more than 20 bottles of unused facial creams are in her room. I laid it all down on her bed.

There was even an SK-II night cream which she requested for probably 5 years ago. I bought it for her. Now, it is still unopened.

Do you know why it frustrates me? I feel that she is not self satisfied. She keep looking at the things that she thinks she does not have. That is why she is not satisfied with anything that I do for her. She just keep scolding me for the things that she thinks I did not do.

But, she does not appreciate all the things that have been done for her. And that is the problem I have with her. Why does she keep focusing on the negatives? When I go out with my friends, she is not happy cos she thinks I treat my friends better. She accuses me of always buying my friends presents, buy them dinner etc with no real proof.

But why does she not look at the times I took her out for dinners, all the things that I bought for her, bought for the house??

I bought her a perfume for her birthday a few weeks ago. I really thought that she does not have a good perfume cos she was using this male smelling perfume when she goes out. In my search to take out all the facial creams, I saw that she still have more than 5 bottles of unused perfume, even one that I bought from Europe about 4 years ago.

I told her, I can buy anything that she lacks, that is my duty as a daughter but if she has more than enough, I am sorry, I will not buy cos I don't want my money wasted on things that she will not use. These items cannot be kept for long. It has maturity date and the product will spoil. I don't want to throw hundreds of dollars down the drain.

I don't know why she is like that. Maybe she is getting old and not feeling the security. But I attribute it to her heart. She is not satisfied with what she has. Therefore she can't see the good things but is just focused on the things that she think she lacks.

I really dislike the attitude, I have been trying to tell her, "be satisfied with what you have, you will be happier"

Why I write about my mom?

I have been ranting about my mom. Sometimes I feel like I am really immature and such a bad person. How can I be writing negative things about my own mom?

Firstly, I would like to qualify that I love my mom very much. But if you have been reading my past postings, you will be familiar that my mom and I are not in the best of relationships. It is not that we hate each other but it is more like we tick each other off all the time. So for years, it has been one shouting match after another.

From small to now, she is always scolding me about one thing after another. This has grown to become resentment from me. So now, I attack her back. If she scold me, I will attack and I will attack her for the things that she does wrong. My irritation of her is at the highest.

I know I need to resolve this anger within me. I need to be the agent of change and not let this continue. Therefore I am choosing to express myself in my blog. I want to remember all these things. I want to remind myself that I should not do these things to my children.

I am aware that I would probably end up like my mom, but I don't want that to happen. So when I write about my mom, it is for me to let out the anger and frustration. But it is also that I document what she did and what I did so that it can be a lesson for me in future when I am old and don't realize that I am acting ridiculous.

Why I don't write about Malaysian politics?

This is the reason why! Enuff said. Get it??


A country whereby the law is already decided by political connections. Everyone knew the outcome of this. Why bother going to court? Is democracy just for show but not really practiced?


Many a times I wanted to write about Malaysian politics but I somehow never finish any political postings. It is got too disturbing and infact I think more so, too embarrasing for Malaysia.


5xmom had a point, but I admit, I don't care enough to make a stand.

Spiderman in action on my wall

Men are really creative. I thot this was such a simple and creative invention. I don't need any camera tricks for this.

Such a cheap and amazing toy. Brought out the kid in me!!


Do you know how they made this? Guess!!

I need to let go of my anger

It's funny how my mom is angry at my grandmother but my mom also cares for my grandmother a lot.

As for me, I am angry at my mom and yet I care about her a lot. So I am turning out exactly like my mom, right?

I am also irritated with my grandmother. Due to her actions, she has made a lot of people distance from her. But bless her soul, she is not a bad person. Just some of her actions, eventually make people dislike her.

I see the same traits in my mom.

So I am angry at both my mom and my grandmother.

Do I fear I will end up like them? Hell, I am!!! BUT, I know I don't want to and I will make sure it does not happen. I am aware! I know what I need to do.

However, by being angry at them (they just can tick me off, like a match) I am just being exactly like them. I need to change, I need to bring out the softer side of me. Why am I being like them?

Only God can help me, soften my heart. Change me!

I am getting old

It is sad and I do fear. Why is my body betraying me?

First is the stupid dark spot on my face that has grown bigger and then 2 additional smaller ones appeared.

Next, my fingers are stiff when I wake up.

The best of it now is that my knees are giving up on me too. It has this discomfort, a little pain and best of all it is both my knees.

I do have a lot of fear, I can't believe it is happening to me. There is still so much I have not done. I am afraid.

Maybe this is my retribution from my mom to me.

Another Toilet Dream

It is really strange but I think a lot of my dreams revolves around me being in the toilet. I really wonder why. Maybe it is because my bladder is full while I am sleeping. You think that could be the reason?

Here's was what I dreamt yesterday.

I went into the ladies toilet. Somehow I am always doing some else in the toilet other than what I technically supposed to be doing. This time, I was on the phone talking and I was sitting very comfortably on the toilet bowl. Imagine it looks like a "toilet bowl sofa" cos it almost feels like it has soft seats and corners. Suddenly someone walked in. It was a really really tall back guy. I could see his face and he could see me in the toilet. The is an opening at the top of the toilet door and an opening at the bottom too. So I could see his shoes and also his head looking into me sitting on my toilet bowl. That's how tall he was.

What is he doing in the ladies toilet????? It was really strange. Then he went out. I finished my phone conversation and went out of the toilet. The toilet turned out to be a mens toilet. What's this??

Dream ended.

Why I dreamt of toilet - I really don't know. But the black guy - I could attribute it to Obama's presidential victory this week. As for me going into the men's toilet - hmm..you tell me?!!

I am angry at my mom

How do I get rid of this feelings?

It is not that I am mistreating my mom or anything. We stay under the same roof and just like any other mother and daughter. The only difference is that we have a very hostile relationship.

She brought me up by scolding me. Constantly dissatisfied with what I do. Despite me being a great student with scholarship, have a great job, my mother is still my mother. I know she is proud of me but in front of me, she is still the same. She is constantly looking out for my faults and scolding me for it.

I can't say that I hate my mom. Infact, I do care for her. But I have become just like her. I will find faults with her now. I will scold her about everything. It is almost like my revenge. But it is not I am doing it purposely but I have become this person. This person who has an automatic reaction to disagree with everything that she does. I am just so pissed whenever she opens her mouth. I am just angry at her.

How do I get rid of this anger? It is very unhealthy and I am like such a bad child. But I am not. I care for her and my dad. I will do anything for them. But, I just can't stopped treating her the way she has been treating me.

I know I don't want to end up like my mother but I am becoming exactly like her. So far, I only treat her that way. I don't do that to anyone else. I pray that I don't treat my kids this way.

But in everything that we do, there will be retribution.

It is probably my mom's retribution for bringing me up the way she did. And I will get my retribution for treating my mom this way.

I just need to get rid of this anger. This anger that is just associated with my mom. I must let go off all the anger that has bottled up for far too many years. But how? It almost feel that it is embedded in me. Everytime I tell myself I will be better tomorrow, but when my mom says something or starts nagging me, I snapped.

This is a generation curse. My grandma is exactly like my that and my mom has also a lot of bottled anger towards her. But my mom is also the only one that is really taking care of my grandma. It is almost like a love and hate relationship. My mom and I are developing into the same type of relationship.

I know I have to be the agent of change and break the curse. I cannot continue down the path of my grandma and mom. I have to be the one that stops it.

Obama - The change is here!

I am glad Obama won. I think the world is glad that Obama won.

Did you hear his victory speech? Oh wow! Goosebumps, teary eyes..I felt it all just listening to the speech. He is one of the special ones that could inspire people in this way. It is amazing.

"If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible; who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time; who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer."

That was his opening statement. Wow!

He addressed everyone in his speech, his wife, his kids, his grandma, his VP, his campaign manager, his strategist, his whole campaign team, the oldest voter, his supporters, McCain, Palin, and people who did not vote for him, he acknowledged everyone. Truly history in making. He is a truly inspiring leader.

Now, it would be time to see him in action. I pray that he will deliver!

If you want to hear the speech, which I do urge you to, please click here. Sorry I am too lazy to paste the video up and since I saw it on this blog, do go and watch. Trust me you will be inspired.

I had another outburst

I don't know why. It can't be PMS cos my period is just over. Maybe I am just feeling a bit down about my life. So, I am taking it out on people around me.

I am very contented with my life and I am a very happy person. But this thing with my mom is a never ending battle and I think I have a lot of pent-up frustration. Thus, I guess I can't really let go of the past of who's right and who's wrong. There is still a lot of anger in me and she can so easily trigger it. She is still the same and when she triggers it, she will bring back all the memories about what I think she has done wrong to me.

In her eyes, she probably think I have done a lot of things wrong. That is why she treat me the way she has. And I know she has done it out of love.

But no matter how much I know it and but I still can't change the way I react to her. I can't change and erase my anger and dissatisfaction with the history we had because in my eyes she has done it wrong. And I am very vicious when I have my outburst.

Today, unfortunately my dad has to take the brunt of my outburst.

I feel better now but I could really feel all my anger (a mountain of it) during my outburst. It was quite scary.

He is most patient and I am the b*tch

I must always remind myself that my hubby is most patient with me. No matter how much tantrums I throw, how many times I am not in the mood to talk, how self righteous I am, he is always patient and will always be there first.

He is most patient, most loving man. He always says sorry first. I love him.

I am the b*tch. That's reality.

Money is the root of all evil

Who created this thing called money?

It is probably the best invention and yet it is the worst invention for mankind.

Our lives now are determined by money.

What we eat?, where we live?, what we buy? are all determined by money.

Money make the world go round...so the saying goes.

But money is also the root of all evil. It is amazing how people change because of money. Strangers, friends, and even family members. There are so many stories of what extent people would go to to get money.

Look at beggars in the street who would hurt themselves, break their hands, legs so they can beg for money. Family who will go against each other for money. Friends who are now enemies because of money.

Why have we let this thing called money rule us this way? If you have money, everything is ok but when you don't have money that is when everything changes.

Have humankind become slaves for money?

Red Convertible, Mansion and my Hubby

My husband was driving me in this red hot convertible. He was looking really handsome in a suit. He kinda have a corny smile on his face, almost confident and cocky. Very unlike him. I was feeling a bit uncomfortable maybe because I was not looking my best. I think it is probably because I forgot my contact lenses and was feeling extremely unattractive in my spectacles.

I kept looking at my husband and whispered "I love you". He just smiled. Probably I was trying to attract his attention. Will he still love me now that he has a red hot convertible and look extremely dashing in his suit? He drove me back to our mansion for me to get my contacts. Dream ended.


Hmmm..it was an interesting dream. It looked like me and hubby are rich with a big mansion and a convertible (leather seats, mind you!!), However it was kinda weird as I did not feel comfortable, almost like I was not sure about who is this person beside me. I know that he loves me (because he does) but it was like a feeling that was unreal, almost like slipping away. Thus, I was repeating "I love you" trying to get a response out from him.


Maybe this dream is trying to say...things will change if we become rich! :)

I walk and walk and walk

So I have been feeling really fat right...... it is a yucky feeling.

I am proud to say I successfully went for evening brisk walk 3 days in a row. It is probably a small achievement for a lot of people but for people out there who struggle to even exercise for a day, you will understand this is an achievement.

I do feel a lot better and feel really proud that I am doing it. Basically 30 minutes of brisk walk and about 30-40 squats per day.

I hope to keep it up, keep my ass tight and firm.

Hmmm...maybe that is why I have not been dreaming that much these few nights.

Kenny Sia vs Kenny Sai

Oh my...Oh my!! My eyes are blurry from reading all the postings on kennysai.blogspot.com.

I was one of the followers of the KennySia scandal not too many months ago. I can't believe it is back and it is back with a vengeance!

This is a tale of an ordinary guy Kenny Sia who became a blogger and his blog became so big, so did his ego. He had a girlfriend, he slept with another and mind you they are all bloggers. One thing led to another, the secret is out, other bloggers are bashing him up. That was 2-3 mths ago. Now there is a new person named Kenny Sai who is blogging and bringing back all the scandals and more. Unfolding even more scandals, Dawn, Paris, abortion...wow!

This scandal is more exciting than Hollywood gossips. Wow! There is even a Disney version of the Kenny Sia scandal- please click here, it's funny.

Moral of the story - Don't be a famous blogger!

Sex Perverts in Crowded Places

Have you ever encountered sex perverts?

I wonder why they exists? What goes through their brainless brains? And how do they live with themselves?

I am talking about those sex perverts that exists in crowded places, bus, trains, elevators. Why do they get a kick on pressing themselves on total strangers?

I guess asking why is really not actionable. Knowing that they exist and knowing how to protect yourself is the best thing.

I have had my share of these perverts. Ever since young from primary school, I take public bus to school. And of course the bus is always packed at morning rush hour. People were usually sandwiched together. It happened to me a few times. I was young and had no knowledge what it was, why is this fella standing so close to me and pressing himself to me? But I knew it was wrong, I tried to push him off, one time I stamped on his feet. However, I was a silent victim. Because I did not know better, I did not say anything, I did not shout back. Recalling now, if the others in the bus saw what the asshole did, then they were all silent accomplices with him too because nobody said anything.

I remember one morning after getting down from the bus, I broke down and cried. My senior prefects in school was wondering why and tried to console me but I could not tell them. I just felt ashamed and violated.

If I knew then, what I know now, I would turn to the asshole and shout at him, let everyone in the bus know what he is doing.

Therefore I believe sex education or sex conversations is a must with your kids. Tell them what is wrong and right. Teach them how to protect themselves and fight for their rights.

For all sex perverts out there....stop or you will just burn in hell.

NO matter what. She is still my mom!

Even though a slight volcano erupted between my mom and me yesterday but it's ok...it has become like part and parcel of our relationship.

I am not proud that I am rude to her, I told myself a thousand times that I would need to be more tolerant but how? how to do it when the feelings and reactions are already embedded in me.

Whenever she opens her mouth, my automatic attack reaction comes on. Actually, if people see from outside, they won't understand but when you are in it, you will know why it is like that, how it happened and how hard it is to change.

I wish I can change too and I think only God can help me.

I also wish that my mom would change cos if she continues being the hard, dissatisfied, nagging person that she is, our family will never be happy. I know she can't change. If I find it difficult, what more her who has lived all her life like that.

I guess, if it is to be, it is up to me.

Anyway, as my truce, I bought her a gift set for her birthday in Nov. It is a small gesture and soon it will be forgotten and she will pick on me for other things but it's ok, I will do my part.

She must learn to shut up

She's my mom and I love her but I wish she would learn the skill of shutting her gab.

Therefore, I must remind myself that I would need to learn to shut my mouth as necessary too. I don't want to know not be aware as I age. Which means I don't want to end up like my mom specifically the not so desiring habits.

My mom brought me up in a scolding manner. She is a stern person and she brought me up with kinda a hard stern anger. Almost like she hated me, and hated everything that I did as it would never be right in her eyes. Now that I am older and wiser, I guess I understand that it is her love that has hardened her. The way she shows love is by scolding.

Difficult to face sometimes but I just have to constantly remind myself that no matter what she is my mom. However, due to her hardness and years of scolding, I have also become like her. I have become like her to face her. Do you understand? I treat her exactly like how she treated me. I would scold her for everything that she does wrong. It is unfortunate but it is reality almost like a retribution for me and for her.

I have tell myself that I must stop but everytime she opens up her mouth to scold me, I put back my armour and will scold her back. It has become my automatic shield.

Today...I wanted to cook lunch for my dad. My mom as always would say please do not cook for her, she is full and blah blah blah, blah, blah (don't mess up my kitchen, please do this, do that, clean this, hang here....) errrrr buzzing and buzzing with instructions and complaints!!

The mistake I made was that the egg I was going to use, dropped to the chair. It cracked, I quickly picked it up and cleaned the chair. But of course, she erupted!! "This , That, careless, why did not use bowl, why do this, why do that etc scold scold scold scold." It was so irritating. She makes people around her so agitated by her constant scolding.

I gave up. I shouted back "leave me alone, I am not going to cook, shut up!" I left to go up to my room.

The consequence...my dad would have no lunch. It's ok, there are other stuff to eat at home.

As for my mom, she came to my room later with a piece of papaya and asked me to eat, I guess it is her way of a truce.

2 Money dreams - what do they mean?

1st Dream

My cousin Leng and hubby was outside the gate. Her hubby was shouting how they have found a way to make loads of money. He was gloating gleefully. Leng looked at him with warning eyes not to reveal what the secret is. They came into the house. I was rather annoyed. "Why was Leng being so selfish?" We are family, if she did not want to share, then don't gloat. I decided to confront her as I see no reason to keep dislike in my heart. I asked her to come in the room with me. By now she has morphed into my cousin brother KC. I voiced my dissatisfaction with her selfishness, he started crying on my shoulders, he was sorry! But he did not tell me what was the secret of making loads of money! Shucks!

2nd Dream

My hubby took me to a dingy looking hotel room. He said he wanted us to experienced poverty!! huh??!! The room was small and dark. Scary! Then we went outside the hotel to wait for his friend. It looked like a bus stand. They were a lot of people around and there was a pick-pocket going around trying to take stuff from people's bags. We went back to the to hotel. Slept on the hard bed and I woke up, crying..."I don't want to stay in this cheap dirty hotel. Please don't force me to experience poverty!!"

I woke up! Hmmm.......what do they mean? The depressing news of the current economic situation must be getting into me.

I am overweight, I am fat

Ok this is terrible.

I did a fitness assessment today and the results turned out bad. Net result is that I am FAT!

Firstly they tell me I am overweight, next they tell me I performed very poor in overall metabolic rate assessment.

I am fat, no 2 ways about it.

Deal with it!

I got thru Wed and now just 2 more days to go...

Do you ever feel like that? Getting to Wednesday seems forever but once it hits Thursday, everything would seem lighter and faster.

Therefore I just want to tell everybody out there, Happy Thursday! Let it be a wonderful Thursday and even lovelier Friday and then with a blink of an eye, you will leave the office, it will be Friday night and there it starts......your weekend!!

Bliss!

My Beautiful Holiday Dream

I had the most wonderful dream last week. I felt like I was inside a fairy tale story book with enchanted forests, and magical mountains and lakes.

I was with a bunch of people. I know them but now I don’t remember who they are specifically. Probably my family. At first, we were in a jungle, we were kinda lost trying to find our way out. To add to the drama, some giant scorpions appeared, we ran for our life. We managed to get out of the jungle and came to this pure white land. It was a land filled with snow, so white that it glisten under the sunlight, we were climbing up a snow filled hill, it was quite a walk and we can only see white land in front of us. It was getting a bit dark. We walked and walked and then I saw it. The most beautiful cottage all lighted with multi coloured lights and lanterns. There was a beautiful porch with benches to sit and relax. It just gave such a beautiful feeling, a magically beautiful house on top of a snow filled mountain. It was just a warm feeling. We walked in and then we came to the back of a house. It opened up to a lake, the water so blue and so serene. The sun has just set and the moon light was glistening down on the lake creating beautiful effect on the lake front. Oh my…it was such a beautiful sight and such a beautiful dream.


Hmmm…what does it mean? I probably need a holiday! I told my husband a few days later, I want to go on a holiday as my birthday present! He just need to plan and surprise me :)

The sex monster in your dreams

You are laying down on your bed. You are falling asleep but still drifting in and out. You feel a presence in the room. You want to see who it is. But your body is betraying you and you just could not turn your head to see who it is.

The predator in the room moves closer and closer. It is breathing on top of you. You want to move, you want to shout, you want to call for help. But nothing happens. The force is pressing harder onto you, breathing down your neck. You are struggling, you want to break free. You are pushing back as hard as you can. Your body just will not cooperate. You can't believe this is happening to you. You feel violated. Your body is being violated. You tell your mind to move your body. Please, please, help me. Get this creature of me! Your world is closing into you.

And suddenly, you wake up. You feel a weight off your body but your body is tired out. Was it a dream? It felt so real. You are scared but your mind is so tired. Did someone really come into the room? You drift back into sleep.

Have you encoutered this before? I hate when it happens. It is such a struggle and the violation to the body and it feels like you are pushing away a sex monster. I call it the sex monster in my dreams. It appears whenever I sleep late and I have been thinking too much before sleep.

I have to use so much of my mind strength to fight it off. It feels so real like it is between consciousness and semi-consciousness. Sometimes even after I fight off the sex monster and I drift back to sleep, it appears again. Sh*t!

It tried to appear last night but I was stronger, in a split second as it was about to attack, I fought it off and I woke up. Phew! Changed my sleeping position and drift back to sleep.

What's wrong with Singapore taximen?

Taxi man 1 - Lee Hsien Loong is stupid! The casino will be bankrupt. Economy so bad now.

Taxi man 2 - What man Singapore government? Fuel price came down but electricity bill is still going up this Oct 22%!!!!!

Taxi man 3 - Such a small piece of land also can build a office building!! You know this land was just gas station before this. Like that also can build an office building now! Crazy wan, one day Singapore buildings will collapse.

In just one day, 3 different taximen and such negative outlooks on Singapore. I felt that they are really disatisfied. What's wrong with them?

Dreams - Take a Break, Hide in the Toilet

I had a weird dream last night.

I don't really know where I was but I remember it was a dingy old looking office building. Jenz was searching for the toilet. She went into on washroom and was grumbling when it was being washed. Then she went on to find another washroom nearby and was gleefully happy that it was available. She opened the door and I could see that it was kinda a dark looking smelly toilet. She went in and then came up again still smiling, took a book and a chair and went in again. She was going to lay down meaning body at the toilet bowl, legs stretched out chair to read her book. Huh???

I woke up feeling kinda yucky. Maybe I needed a toilet. But I guess it is just a reminder that I have taken breaks from work before by hiding in the toilet. However, never really stretching out that way! And I make sure the toilet is clean and odor free as much as possible.

Have you hidden in toilet to take a break from work?

Irritation between hubby and wifey

Ok...my hubby is irritated with me. I can't believe it. He is not like that. I am not used to it. Well, I fundamentally think it is not good. You should get let irritation crept into the relationship. It is the first sign of a negative feeling. From a slight irritation it will lead to dislike and lead to disatisfaction and then lead to anger and more and more negative feelings until it is out of control.

As husband and wife, we must stop it. We cannot allow ourselves to be irritated with each other. We may not agree on everything and we may not like something about each other - we are human - there is no 100% perfect. We are human, we are sinners, we are imperfect but as a couple, we should not let irritation crept in. For eg. I don't like his snoring but I should not let it irritate me. As a couple, we are forgiving, we should encourage and support each other.

Don't get me wrong, it is not that we just allow each other to be whoever, whatever!! It's not that. We should tell each other how we feel about each other whether good or bad - this is the whole point of communication! And because we love each other, we will adjust / change / make the effort for each other. But we must not let it get to us. We must not let this negative feeling of irritation surface. Cos once it does we are feeling each other in a negative way.

I felt he is irritated with me cos he thinks I don't listen to him, I don't pay attention to him and I am always distracted with something else when I am with him. It is irritating him and I feel that he is on the lookout for when I will do wrong. He will attack me instantly when he feels I am doing that cos he is consumed by his irritation. Because he gets irritated, his negative reaction to me will be stronger which then makes me feel he is attacking me.

This is really not good, I don't like it and I don't feel good about it. What happened to be ever loving and forgiving and supportive husband? He has always given me a feeling a unconditional love, always forgiving, ever loving!! I may have overused it. Is it payback time?

Well...I hope he does not change. I think it will be very difficult for me. He has been my pillar of strength and assurance because he is so loving. I want it this way. I want him to love me more. I don't want him to be disatisfied with me.

More so......I don't want to start to be irritated with him. It will just open the flood gate.....

Sex Interrupted

Oh my...the topic about sex came up in an afternoon tea with my girl friends.Ha ha....so exciting that would have everyone sitting up and giving inputs etc. The topic revolved around the misconception about sex and how great sex is supposed to be. We realized that sex is not always explosive and wonderful when it happens. And if it is not fantastic, then it becomes a sensitive issue and must be treated with care and trust.

Well...somehow the impression is when 2 people in love and agree to make love for the first time and all other times after, it will be explosive!! an amazing kind of feeling and experience. Well, I have to disagree. I think it is not as easy as ABC. There are adjustments, trying to understand each other preferences and making it work. I am making it sound like work....no no...it is enjoyable but just that reality is that it is not explosive all the time and I don't want to mislead all women out there that it would be.

Like everything, the more you do it, the better I guess.

I am the Man, He is the Woman ??

My hubby always says this about me and him. It's funny actually. These are the examples -

1) He talks more than I. I am lazy to talk and update on stuff so I just listen and often ask him to talk. I guess I am a good listener.

2) He is sensitive and thoughtful. He even remembered the day we met and he sent me flowers. I was for a minute thinking....errr...what is it for?? But I was sooooo touched. So sweet right?

3) I often fall asleep when he is talking on the phone. We are on long distance relationship now, so talking on the phone everyday and I end up falling asleep. I blame it on his sweet serenading voice.

4) Well, I make more money than him. At least for now:-)

5) He loves to gossip!! but then again so do I.

6) I don't really cuddle after sex. I go to the loo.

7) I don't put things back to its original position. Freaks him out.

8) He is neat and tidy. Well, I won't say I am untidy though!

9) He loves shopping and really... I just stop him.

10) I fart...more....come on..give me a break, can't help it! I have IBS!

So..who really is the man and who is the woman?

Be more like the other person

No 2 people is very the same completely even when you find your better half. This is something we (my hubby and I) have realised since the begining. Fundamentally, I think it is good cos even though we are different, it is in a good way. The key in having a difference in opinion, way of doing things is in how you adapt and rub of each other.

I fundamentally feel that his way of thinking (which is different from mine) is GOOD in this own way. And that is a great start point. That shows respect. While I don't agree with his way, don't even like it but I don't resent it, I respect him for who he is. That's important!. But of course I still think I am right in my own way. I believe that our differences would rub off on each other and make us better people.

My husband, he is a slow and steady relax guy. He can't multitask, prefer to do things at his own pace and do it well. I on the other hand is aggresive, action oriented, multitasker and want to achieve this and that in life. Therefore I will tend to think that he is just too complacent and not aggresive enough to achieve what he wants. I get frustrated and irritated with him. I on the other hand to him may come across as too big headed, selfish, and ambitious. While I wish that he is not as laid back, but fundamentally the way he is ....is the reason why I fell in love with him. He is caring, committed, takes effort and times, compassionate and really go all out to love and take care of me. And I believe that the way he is should rub off on me cos it would do me good. I should slow down, be more compassionate, patient. Not that is not to change to be like him. I like who I am.

So for me, I hope that my drive for life, my clarity of important goals to achieve in life would rub off on him too. I need him to be at the driver seat of this family. Due to my nature, I would easy just want to take over. That's not good.

I have to consciously tell myself that I must respect him as the man and the lead in this family. I must use the soft approach to enrol him. I must not look down on him. I must not make him feel small. I know I am capable of doing mean things sometimes, not intentionally but just because I am aggresive and driven, I tend to get frustrated with people who is slow. I am not as compassionate and I recognise it as something I can improve on.

Anyway, as for me and hubby.......we are different but we need to learn to be more like each other. He be more like me. I be more like him. That is when we can create a good blend. That will be what make it work.

Am I always right?

Do you believe you will end up like your parents? I know I will end up exactly like my mom. But I don't want to and I so desperately fight her all my life. And yet I have a nagging feeling that I will end up exactly like her. What are the odds? Is there a point in fighting it? will you end up like your mother no matter what you do? Well, I want to fight it and be conscious of my actions.

I know that I am righteous, eg my way is always right. I have thot about it, my way is most logical, most right, most convenient, whatever, I am just more right. Infact, I sometimes can't even see how can the other way be better. I try to fight, I get uncomfortable, I am ready to argue it out. Do it MY WAY!

But really, is there a right way? I know that every decision made, they will be a path to follow. No one really knows whether it is right or wrong until you take the first step. And even if the road becomes rocky, another way may just appear infront. So really I know there is no right or wrong.

So why is it so important to prove I am right?

Be aware that I don't need to always be right.

Toilet paper

I don't understand old folks. My grandma does it and now so does my mom.

Toilet paper is probably the cheapest paper. So my dear granny and mommy probably don't feel so wasteful when they use toilet paper vs others. I can see that they refrain from using tissue papers as much as they can. My granny probably have never used kitchen napkins or kitchen towels before. My mom does but it is so rarely used, she uses a plastic cover to cover it up so that it does not get dusty.

Anyway, here is the story of toilet paper. They will roll up toilet paper to put in their handbags. This is so they can use when they go to a public toilet. God forbid if you ever find decent public toilets in Malaysia (expect for some hotels), whatmore if they have toilet papers, it is almost a miracle! :)

Alright, so I applaud granny and mommy for their effort on personal hygiene. It is a saver to have toilet paper with you and they have saved me on many occasions too.

BUT and the BIG BUT is that I can't stand that they actually roll the unused toilet paper back to the toilet roll when they get home. Why or Why? I hate to go into toilet and realize that the toilet paper looks it has been pulled, torn and rolled back again.

I have often grumbled to my granny when I was staying with her. She is old, it fell on deaf years. But I have never said anything to my mom even though I noticed recently that she started to do the exact same thing.

Anyway, yesterday I snapped when she handed me some toilet paper to wipe something while we were in the car. That little gesture somehow release a screw in my head and I went on and on about how toilet paper is to be used in the toilet. And it is very unhygienic to re-roll unused toilet paper back to the roll. Blah blah blah.....

I think she was a little surprised but I said my peace. Enuff said. Let's see if it sticks.

I know I should not have...but

I know I should not have done it. It is wrong but I can't help it.

I gave in.

But is it really wrong? I am still wondering if it is wrong.

It is not with anybody else, it is with myself and I am thinking of him. So is it wrong?

I need to get some answers for it.

I am feeling a bit guilty so it is probably wrong but a part of me says it is ok.

I will get some answers for it.

Dream - It's about sex again

I must really miss my husband. Or I am just feeling horny, :)

Nope...I just miss my husband. I won't be able to see him for another 8-10 weeks.

I took a nap this afternoon, one of those rare afternoon treats. But I have long discovered that afternoon naps are not really good for you.

You often wake up feeling really disoriented. And often could not comprehend between dream and reality.

So I dreamt about sex again. Can't really remember the details but just remember it was pretty good. Then I woke up and the good feeling still remained.

But alas, it was a dream. Therefore, it was like a pleasure and pain mixed together and could not really comprehend which is which.

Hmmmm...I wonder what dreams I would have tonight!

Love and Hate Relationship with Mom

How many of you can relate to this?

All my life, I have a turbulent relationship with my mom. She is a strong lady and have worked very hard to bring up the family. She had a hard life. Being the eldest and only daugther of 4 brothers, she hardly had a childhood. From a very young age, she had to be independant, she had to take care of her siblings, wash clothes, feed the brothers, take care of the household etc.

It does not help that she grew up during the Japanese occupation. I can only imagine how hard life was for a low-income family. Her hard life has hardened her as a person too. She brought me up the only way she knew how - the hard way, with an iron fist, with strict rules, with the hope that I will have a better life.

So in everything I do, I was nagged, scolded often.....just so that I know the consequences of my actions. If I don't study hard then blah blah, If I don't do well in my exam, then blah blah, If I don't have money, then blah blah, If I go out late, then blah blah, If I go out often, then blah blah.....

In her effort to ensure I do not fail, do not make a mistake, she has now become a negative person. Often only looking at what could go wrong. No praises, no joy, just cautions and scoldings.

I have been blessed with many good things - good education, scholarships, great job and now a wonderful husband. But my mom still remains the same person she was. Often just looking at what I do wrong, often scolding me for my actions. I have wondered before if she was proud of me.

Deep down I know that she is very proud of me. I also know she does not know how to express it. She just know her way. Her way of love is to advise, caution, nag, scold etc.

I am often at loggerheads with my mom. After years of nagging and scolding and constant negativity about the things I do, I have had enough. I know I should try harder to be patient but sometimes it is so difficult cos every word she says just presses my buttons. It is almost an automatic reaction.

I love my mom but there are many times that I am so angry at her. She just brings out the worst in me. It is like a downhill spiral. She scolds, I snap, she scolds somemore, I snap and she scolds even more.............

I have many stories about my mom. I am appreciative of what she has done for me. I just wish that our constant disagreements do not cloud my love for me.

I will be sharing more stories about me and my mom. I want to use it as a reminder for myself.

Tell me your stories of you and your mom.

I can't remember my dreams so reality is not too bad either..

After starting this blog about dreams, I went on for 2 days without remembering any of my dreams when I woke up. I thot it would then be a demise of this blog.


So I decided to update this blog with a mix of dreams and reality of my life and my family relationships. I love my family but I guess every family is filled with drama after drama and definitely many lessons learned.


I want to blog about the good and the bad so that I remember and remind myself that I don't want to end up like that.


So I will be blogging about my dreams and the realities of my life and lessons to learn from my family life.

Jacky Cheung and Complaint

Continuation from this link.

Jacky Cheung was outside the window, talking to his friends. He was dressed in a white jacket and white baggy pants. Very 80's look. For some reason I was rather dissatisfied with his performance in his recent concert. I was there and I felt cheated. I did not get my money's worth for the price I paid for the ticket. I wanted to confront him so I went out to talk to him. The dream ended.

Why Jacky Cheung? I had dinner last night in a Chinese restaurant. There were playing some 80s songs from Alan Tam. I remember commenting, oh my gosh...these songs are so old but I know the songs. Probably that is why I dreamt of Jacky Cheung, I wonder why not Alam Tam but then you can never wonder....a dream is a dream.

Why I needed to complain? It had nothing to do with a bad concert. I think this is why I dreamt the dream.

2 days ago I went to eat roasted duck in PJ. It is a very popular restaurant called Sunrise. I have not been for a long time so I was really excited to go and savour their delicious duck. I went with a friend, I wasn't that hungry so I thot we should order quarter of a duck so that we don't overeat. Usually we can't finish half a duck and we will stuff ourselves to finish it. The auntie waitress said, order half a duck cos that is what 2 people usually order. So we agreed since the duck is so delicious, so just eat la. The duck came, it still taste great! But then we realised that the portion was really small. How come ah? Both of us eat also not enough. We felt there may be missing pieces. Dissatisfaction number 1. We sounded it to the waitress. She did not comment.

Still feeling dissatisfied, we said we must voice it again to the lady owner when we pay. So we went to the counter to pay. I was thinking that half a duck is probably RM20 but guess what?? it was RM25!!! We were like what??? We asked how much is one whole duck? She said RM49!!! RM49!!!!! Wow! I remember that I was paying like RM36, RM38 just a year ago. Even that , this restaurant is considered premium priced but I thot it was ok for the quality! Then 6 mths ago I remember I paid like RM42! But now RM49 for one roast duck! Sorry la. Never again!

Me and my friend is banning this place!!!!!! We won't go there anymore. We will find another roasted duck place.

I guess I was still dissatisfied thus I needed to complain in my dream.

Sex is on my mind

I have been away from home, my husband for 7 days. There is probably a 7 days itch and that is why my dreams was about him and sex!

We were in a room. He kissed me. It was getting hot and steamy. I started to unbutton his shirt. We continued to kiss. I could feel myself getting really aroused. He was unbuttoning my blouse.
I looked down, he was still limp! I was thinking " oh no! Why? Is he not aroused? As quickly as I thot about it, I saw his erection. Good :). We continued our passionate love-making.

Suddenly we looked at the window! Oh no! We did not draw down the curtains! There were people outside and they could see us. We stopped, he walked to the window and guess who he saw.........??

Jacky Cheung. The Hong Kong singer.

Ha ha ha....that's how dreams are. There is more, stayed tune in the next posting on what happened next.

Dreams Dreams Dreams....

I have been thinking about starting a blog about my dreams. I don't know if it is weird or not but I think I have very interesting dreams.

Sometimes I remember the details but usually I forget when I wake up. But I do want to capture as much as possible.

It is not just details of the dreams but it is also about what has led me to dream the dreams.

I believe our dreams are connected to our daily life.

The subconscious dreams come from the conscious reality.