Best Christmas Ever!

Title of post self-explanatory! :)

For once I'm finally feeling the goodness in the midst of this chaotic year.

Glad I'm ending the year with much anticipation & so much more to look forward to, in welcoming another brand new year (which is a rather rare positiveness for the longest time, LOL).

Sure, I've had that many twist of fates this year that there were undeniably times when I thought I'd be knocked down helpless & hopeless.

And then there were also times when I thought why things were a never-ending struggle for me.

But the fact that shit came with so much more good reasons, and they certainly taught me so much more than the other years that I've been through before.

I could never have been more grateful for how things turn out to be.

(p/s Dear me, sorry for putting you through so much of unnecessary stress throughout the months & for being negative most of the times - I could've told you that things will eventually turn out to be fine & save you that many unnecessary stress zits!)

I must say, I may not have the finest in life this year, but I do feel glad that I've had a year that's fulfilling at heart, not by material standards.

I may have also lost certain things this year, but I gained so much more to keep in life.

I may have been through a lot of bad times this year, but I learnt so much more from them to rebuild a renewed soul.

Alas, best christmas ever! :)

Seeking Solace

Before, I'd always visited Tian Hou Gong with a purpose in mind.

To qiu qian.

To witness dear friends' ROM.

To take nice photos.

Today, I was there for solely one purpose.

And that is to seek solace.

To confess that I needed solace, and that I needed peace of heart.

I don't see myself as anywhere near religious.

But for some reasons today, it struck me loud & clear that I needed to be there.

Like of everything that's making me feel troubled, this was the only thing that stood out clearly.

Perhaps it was simply because I needed that positive & calming vibe or aura to enter me.

It took me this long to realize that this clogged & clouded mind has been expanding cumulatively.

Over the months. Over the years maybe.

And I'd fail to recognize this, let alone deal with it with much courage.

Was I in denial? I don't know.

But I do know this is not something I could just simply reach out & heal. Not just like that.

I wonder if mid-life crises that people actually go through, is of the same nature.

Have I been bottling up too much that it has become too overwhelming?

Or have I just been weak emotionally that I couldn't weather too much of breakdown phases?

I don't know.

But I do know that being self-contained in such periods have probably taken its toll on me.

That I've probably utilize my maximum quota of EQ to deal with things, and I haven't been allowing myself the time to recharge.

Believe it or not, this new realization has brought me to actually google up 'Depression' today and read up on symptoms of it.

It was a difficult acknowledgment - admitting that I could possibly be facing depression myself.

As if being anxious wasn't enough, I actually scored a high side of the listed symptoms.

Do you know how people always claim "If you're able to identify you're having depression, then you're not really in depression yet"?

Wrong.

For my realization was fortunately early.

I learnt today that there are generally three types of depression :

1. Non-melancholic depression - mainly caused by psychological factors, the most common type that affects one in four females, one is six males over their lifetime.

2. Melancholic depression - primarily caused by biological factors.

3. Psychotic depression - the most severe of all.

And I come to learn now how important "me" time always is...

How you should never deny yourself if there's a need to feel - to be angry, to be sad, to fret, to feel guilt.

How you should never deny yourself all these and get them over & done with. And then, move on - healthily, without the emotional baggage.

I now know that if this is left unattended, the magnitude of how it can amplify itself, is as harmless as it is of a crime itself.

I'm hoping, that positiveness can be regained.

Fingers crossed.

This Year, Thanksgiving Is Just A Noun

As much as I refrain from writing here, it just has to come to a stage where it's increasingly difficult to stay positive.

I need an outlet to keep myself sane.

And yet the least I want to do, is to start whining to anyone. As if everyone else had no problems of their own to handle.

That - and also not knowing where this story should rightfully start.

"Just when you think things couldn't get any worse than it already is... "

I know I don't have the biggest problems in the world.

But in my world these days, just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, it just proves it can...

So much that within a short period of time, I've developed such extreme behavioral patterns.

That my emotional development has shifted to a total different level, of something I've not known of.

I don't know what to make of it - if it's bad or good.

Just when Thanksgiving is just around the corner, and we should feel grateful for things.

Such a contrary.

A Worthy Toast

Despite having shit thrown at me these past months, I've never felt as liberating as I have now.

For the least of it, I'm not living & ruled by the people who think they knew me better than I do.

For the virtues & values I believe in do not weigh any lesser than that of theirs.

For I've found a new definition to patience.

And I've rediscovered true friendships worth having.

All that stress & anxiety these has caused me - although undeniably unavoidable (I don't deny how much unnecessary stress these has caused me), that amount of strength & courage I found in me to take it right at my face - this strength, I never knew I had.

For I've redefined my abilities.

The abilities to reconnect with my inner self, and the abilities to make peace with myself.

The abilities to put myself up to the test, and be able to rise above that.

The abilities to challenge that sorta mindset and overcome that with positiveness.

This is a toast worth to self discovery :)

Women

Have I mentioned how scary women can be?

And yes, despite me being a woman (or lady, or gal, watever), I full-on still think women are scary.

Let's not talk about the times they're vulnerable - times that you feel they're these fragile beings to be protected.

Instead, let's talk about the times when they're defensive. Or the times when their competition streak button is 'ON'. Now that - is when they can be as dangerous & complex as the spies in Infernal Affairs.

And to talk about the level of consciousness, the tact, the amount of caution you require, to handle women in situations like that. Practically have to channel 120% usage of brain consumption -_-

And did I mention how psycho-ed they can be when they have this revenge-intent-driven mindset at a subconscious level?

And also how they can have the best manipulating skills by appearing angel-innocent-like to most people yet at the same time be the most devilish demon at intended targets?

And how they're able to launch a massive chaos ranging from a cat-fight to a world war without even having to lift a finger?

Unfortunately enough, I'm experiencing hell with one right now.

Of Off Days

How time flies.

Looking back weeks ago, I was excitedly counting down this merdeka-raya week long holiday... And today, it's only 2 days to the end of this week of no-work.

I wouldn't say I'm not looking forward to go back to work.

But I would wish for a longer holiday still, simply because I wish I had more time to run all my back-log errands, to tick off the to-do list that I've been accumulating for waaaaaaay too long. :(

The only unaccounted item was that I didn't foresee the continuous days of PH to actually equate to offices & shops being closed. So there goes my to-do list : still unchecked. Sigh...

Lesson learnt : Remember that if I had off days, it would mean that the offices would have their off days too.

My Sincere Prayer

It's not until today, that I deeply feel how life is so capable of being dramatic to you and turn you helpless.

Simply put in the most cliche statement - life can be a bitch, and life can give you hell.

When I've been worrying about the most minuscule things in life, I came to know about the bigger world out there. I may have my weight on my shoulders, we've all had such weights, but you, my dearest friend, you're facing the biggest bite of reality in this dramatic order of the world. I felt so tiny knowing just how brave you are, facing this.

If only there was anything I could do to help you in this trying time.

I'm praying for you - for clarity of mind, and for strength at heart. This much I can do for you.

I sincerely hope you'd get through this. I know you won't give up, and I know you'd be standing face to face & you'd negotiate each and every such challenge to the last of your effort.

Know that I'll stand by you. Let's be tough & get through this. I know it won't be easy. I'll walk with you through this, I promise :)

Recognizing That Grey Space

Somewhere along those lines, between the black & white, there's grey.

Grey was never a widely-known recognized area of fact.

For all of its existence, grey was almost always unjustified.

And grey was a space associated with denial.

I grew up recognizing blacks & whites in life, the areas we commonly know as right & wrong... but not the grey.

I also grew up being judgmental towards grey.

But today's one of those days where grey becomes one of the most neutral space I've ever known.

I know the world was judging my grey.

I also know, I could only satisfy that much of the world.

Picking Up

I should be crowned the laziest blogger within the netizen world.

Can definitely win hands down.

Thank God I don't blog for a living. Will probably starve to death by now. -_-

And thank God even more that I don't blog to please.

I think I have a few good things to be grateful about these days.

I don't remember having that much interrupted sleeps anymore. Which means I probably am happier. (Either that, or I'm probably getting old & getting tired pretty easily, hmm!)

I think my wellness coaching consultant will be darn happy to know that I actually DO sleep before 11pm. How miraculously "well-balanced". LOL.

And yes, about that wellness coaching. Long story. But to cut it short, it was probably one of those experiences you would get by seeing a psychiatrist, or errm... counsellor? Yea, that sounded better - counsellor.

Not quite sure if it goes to show that big boss suspected I had super unhealthy lifestyle or worse... mental disorder/breakdown. Hence the white mouse specimen = me, to try out the sessions. -___-

Things have been looking up so far. Or it's just me having a slightly (like seriously, slightly) positive outlook. I hope this stays the same, if not better. :)

Pray

I guess somewhere within that decision lies a piece of me that I've misplaced for a long time.

I hope I'll find myself sooner than later!

*pray for peace at heart and wishing myself all the best*

:)

Back To Reality

Ahh, back from Taiwan and not quite happy to come home :(

Wish I could stay longer... and I meant long term-ly longer - soul searching or work or take a short study course there or something...

It wasn't exactly running away, but this 5-days escape made me feel every bit less suffocated.

I wasn't overly excited or overly having that much fun... but for a while now until last week, I finally felt I was actually breathing. And I felt that weight off my shoulders. I was happier, and I haven't been happy in a long time.

Coming back to reality just reminds me of depressing stuffs, depressing thoughts.

If anything better to rejuvenate, I could do a long term vacation - away from here.

The Boy & His Sheep

There's that story, of a boy who watches over his herd of sheep.

He told lies. And for that, he lost his sheep when the real wolf came.

He was given only two chances.

I gave so much more than that.

This story, though, ends differently.

Dear Blog

Dear blog,

That die-hard pattern is slowly emerging.

Do you think this is a sign?

Wide awake at 3am now not knowing what I could do - that couldn't be good.

I'm that lost that I wish there's a manual to guide me on how to handle things like that.

This heart has seen through most things and yet, here I am, dazed, again.

Is this really really the one decision that I made wrong, to which is costing me so much.

Did I ask for this myself?

Counting Down!

Oh, I realised even up 'til today, I have YET to blog about that trip back in 2010 to London.

And then there was also the trip to Chengdu & ZhangJiaJie.

I think the sensual memories are fading effectively now. Crap.

I now only have visual memories to offer you - Thank God for Facebook!

But I'm now, busily, hastily, excitedly, anxiously looking forward to the trip to Siem Reap.

Busily - because there's been a couple of deadlines & projects coming around. I don't know yet if I'm gonna leave for a holiday with a troubled, stressful heart.

Hastily - because for some reasons, I didn't think I had enough preparation whatsoever to conquer temples & endless fleet of stairs. I don't even have a bagpack for that matter. And mind you, four floors of upwards stair-climbing spontaneously made me catch for breath! How to climb, u tell me?

Excitedly - I'm going on a holiday, soon! duhh...

Anxiously - sigh, I'm not exactly anyone's fittest imagination of the word "adventurous", and all my travelling buddies ARE. :(

I'll go with one intention. And that is, to capture images so that I can upload an album onto Facebook and name the title "Siem Reap", which goes to say one destination down & checked in my list of to-go-places-before-I-die!

(Oh, and I think dying could be anytime u know, look at what the world is becoming. Reading Japan's news on the disasters after disasters just becomes really depressing these days. My prayers go out to them. :(( )

Untying That Knot

I'm almost certain there isn't any reference, live guides or manuals that are tailored & catered to a relationship like mine.

I would've bet all the money in the world to assure that no one, at this stage, understands exactly what's it like to be in it, let alone say to us, "I know exactly how it feels"

This is a walk-alone journey. For me, and for him. That's tough. And it gets challenging all the more. From time to time. It also gets rather lonely when the going gets rough. That's how 'customized' this relationship is.

There isn't a word that exists yet (at least of a word I know that exists) that could sum up the equation of me + him.

And for this, it frustrates me mad at some point of time. For being that abnormal. And for some other time, it just, I dunno... beautifies the whole thing. Because for some reasons, we're actually composing an equation that's just, simply us. No standard couple rule. No standard relationship rule. Just us. Our rule.

For some very indescribable reasons today, I feel comforted that one big knot untied itself.

I wouldn't say relief was the right word. But I was reassured, that much I know, that I did make a right decision. And I hope it continues to prove me right.

Malfunctioning Brain Leading To Delayed Responses

The title speaks for itself.

But then again, it isn't just recently. So to put things into perspective, I must've always had a malfunctioning brain since I was born. Grr.

I wish I was smart & fast enough to actually respond tactfully according to audience at a given time.

How I envy lawyers! No idea how they state their case so liberally almost instantly under such pressured circumstances in courts packed of crowds. And rowdy crowds at most times.

Sometimes I would only think of the proper things to respond to, in delayed response time frames ranging from 10mins to err, like 3 days later. Seriously. I have a handful of experiences like those.

I call it lack of defense.

If someone were to haul some sarcastic remarks at me, I swear I would only have thought of the right defense 3 days later. And I'd spent the day thinking to myself 'how stupid could I have been for not thinking of what I should supposedly say at that point of time'.

People take advantage of you for this, you know. Fail max. Sigh.

The Question You Ought To Ask

This is getting consistent... blogging entries 2 days in a row... Hmm...

Have been trying to do some self discovery of late and toggled with a few thoughts that led me to thinking how un-ambitious I've always been.

Strike that off.

In fact, I haven't always known what was it that I liked doing, unless you're talking bout just shopping for fun without worrying bout credit. Now, that, is stating the apparent obvious.

But other than that, I don't quite know where my passion lies.

Disaster eh?

Know why this has come up? Coz I've been questioning my own existence in things I do/have.

At work. If I've been of any value in the years building up to today. Rather, was I just easily contented knowing things will sort themselves out. People, generally, see this as a lazy thought.

And embarrassingly, I'm starting to see that point. I must've been stuck in comfort zone for a while now.

At home. Other than the occasional readings and surfings and games, what else do I really do. As in REALLY do. None of those contributes to any of my knowledge gaining, or self building, or mind strengthening... you get the idea.

With family. Knowing I have a family who loves me is comforting. But knowing in time to come when support is needed and I can only contribute this much, is not something I take pride in. I wish I could be better, and I wish I was smarter.

With friends. With age, you'd eventually find a group of people you'd call friends for life. Quantity isn't the significance, quality is. I want to be able to have more time to reach out to these people and make it a point to stay in touch.

With the other half. The biggest portion of transformation could possibly be influenced from this segment of my life. Undeniably there should be credits going to him. I ain't necessarily the perfect match, my explosive ego isn't always necessarily easy to deal with. And I have this tinge of sensitivity that isn't necessarily easy to handle. There's this never-ending strike of balance I'll always have to learn, and I am still learning.

My oh my, it's 7.37pm and there's a continuous deafening thunderstorm out there.

Thank god I'm home and ain't on the way back. I'd be soaked & drenched wet, even with a mighty umbrella.

Going to stop right here and catch up some other time.

Of Hoi Gong Mm Gao Dai Kat

A new blog template for a new bunny year. And the template doesn't even have anything bunny to start with -__-

It's chor 6 today, and there's no remaining CNY mood watsoever to dwell in.

Work has started yesterday for me, and to almost immediately kick-start my 'hoi gong dai kat' day, received news about my rating which really sucked. That - for so much time, effort spent and not forgetting, the relentless battle with the NATO colleagues.

It's almost as if I was given a sign that this is not the place to be anymore.

I wish I had a more generous heart to actually say 'I understand', but I guess there comes a falling edge to almost anything that happens in life.

Well, for the upside of those, I had always needed answers, and I think I had found them now.

And for all of you out there, here's wishing you a good bunny year ahead!

I'm hoping mine will be good too *fingers crossed*

Cynicalism

For some reasons, today I've been brought on a journey that time-travels back through the years.

And to most parts, not so much of the past I would choose to want to remember.

I think it has to do with trust.

In cases like these, I find trust a luxury to have.

I know how trust should be built on a foundation of all mankind's relationships. Friendships and relationships alike.

But mankind as it is now, isn't quite trustworthy, is it?

I stubbornly cling to the thoughts that are divided into two.

The part where I knew I should've listened to my heart.

And the other part where I knew I should've listened to the majority, and majority excludes myself.

Could I've been though too much, so much that trust was stripped away from me?

I mean... It was my initial nature that I give unbounded trust to the people who mean to me. It was. No longer.

Hmm... looks like I've turned cynical hmm?

Blog Catch Up

Hello blog.

I know. I've abandoned you to the back of my mind.

Readjusted my priorities and left you to dust.

I can't say I've missed you. For some reasons, I've learnt to express shorter brags on fb, hence the lack of words to talk to you about.

-_-

Btw, happy new year blog!

You've been kind to me throughout the past year.

And I've confided in you. Flooded you with miniscule thoughts.

We've sailed through 2010 together, and still came through alive!

You're still an active account, and I'm still not emotionally-dead!

And that - blog, is worth a toast! Cheers to 2010, and hello 2011!