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Piggy Banks (Part II)

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A penny saved is a penny earned. ~ Benjamin Franklin.  I had two piggy banks for 2015. One was the 52-Week-Challenge piggy bank and the other was the Coin piggy bank. The 52-Week-Challenge was fun. I was very disciplined and by the last week of 2015, had saved about RM1378. My Coin piggy bank on the other hand, yielded about RM265. I decided to treat myself. End of story, LOL. For 2016, I have three piggy banks. I am continuing with the two piggy banks mentioned above and added another piggy bank. This third bank is what I call the 1-Ringgit -1-Day Challenge. It was suggested by my BFF. The aim however, is not to reward myself but rather to use it for Qurban. My BFF told me that if I saved 1 Ringgit a day, by the time Raya Haji approaches, I would have saved enough money for Qurban. So I thought, yeah, why not? Piggy banks are all about discipline and enthusiasm. And they always give you happy endings ^-^

2015 In (Late) Review

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Doing this belatedly. Can't help it, I overestimated myself and now suffer from bouts of guilt. To my over-thinking mind, recapping the year that passed is a must, no matter how late. I just hope I can still remember those life-defining moments that happened in 2015. Here goes: 1. Lost a very good friend, Rohaizad, who'd finally gotten his green card and migrated to the States to be with the love of his life. It's not like we've never been separated before. Ro has always moved around, and once in a blue moon he'd come back. But this time it felt different because his leaving has that sense of finality to it. We met for the last time in JB. I'll never forget his enthusiasm and  his almost child-like eagerness to meet up. We had coffee and goofed around at Jalan Dhoby. He was so happy with the farewell gift Lin and I got for him. Two Malaysian recipe books since he loves cooking so much.  I almost burst into tears when I bid him goodbye. He's such a good ...

Piggy Banks

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Why do we put money into piggy banks? The reasons are varied but for me, it is a way of rewarding myself. I don't remember having a piggy bank when I was a child. Back then, I only got money for my school expenses, given by my Mom on a daily basis. The money that I got was only enough to get a decent meal during recess, so I didn't have extra money to put into a piggy bank. I watched with envy every time my Dad put some money into his piggy bank. He would put those small change that he got into his piggy bank, which was made of clay, a replica of a rooster. His reason was obscure to me, but come to think of it, maybe men just do not like carrying coins in their wallets. Or pockets, for that matter. The only time I would get lots of money was during Hari Raya. I would get some money from my family, uncles and aunties, but that would disappear fast as it would be used to buy whatever I needed. Yup, money was not easy for me to get back then. This is why when I entered ...

Hats and Such

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I was a Victorian lady last weekend ^-^ A friend had thrown a birthday party for his teenage daughter. The theme was 'Garden Party'. A quick google confirmed that this kind of theme would entail hats.  I have always liked wearing hats. Or caps, for that matter. If it is socially acceptable in my culture to wear hats around the clock, I would gladly do so. But, nah. I get to wear a hat only when the occasion  arises.  I had not bought a hat for a long time. So naturally I had to find one, to suit the 'Garden Party' theme. Went to Mid Val but the hats there were so expensive! I was reluctant to buy because of the probability that I would only wear it once. Victorian-style hats are occasion-specific, I think.  How I ended up with a nice hat, at the last minute, at a very cheap price, was funny! I had walked into a shop at my housing area because I thought I'd look for a flower hair clip or hair band to wear to the party. Then I saw this very nice, da...

Rakish Inc. III

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Times have changed. And so has my wall of Rakish Inc.! Hehe. Well, some men are simply God's gifts to humanity!  1. Luke Evans Never has there been a sexier Dracula!  2. Mads Mikkelsen Some men are like wine. They get better with age. And a royal affair!  3. James Franco I like funny men!  4. Cristiano Ronaldo Not a football fan but this guy sure makes football a lot sexier!  5. Ebizo Ichikawa XI A samurai as rakish as this? Why not?  A man's face is his autobiography. ~ Oscar Wilde

2014, Recapped

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"Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.” ~ Soren Kierkegaard I have been very INACTIVE here. The reasons are many. I felt like I had nothing much to write. I was too preoccupied with work. I was lazy. I was too pissed-off with *_*  who must have thought it would be cool to be able to read (literally) my mind but then couldn't handle whatever shit that was written here. My mind is my essence. My mind is also the vortex of my inner chaos, which needs to be de-cluttered when the need arises. I don't need a man who gets easily offended  (and intimidated) by every single thing that I write, anyway. But now that he's no longer in my life, I can write whatever I want here. Not that I haven't been writing whatever I want. Hence this post. I hope to write more here in 2015. Haha. We'll see. This is not a resolution but I kinda have this vision that one day, when I am really, really, really old, I'm gonna  print ...

Giving Up

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The day she had dreaded for so long had come. She had postponed it so many times, thinking she wouldn't be able to handle it. The signs were there. Too obvious to ignore. There was the silence. The coldness. He couldn't be bothered with whatever she did any more. There was no communication. Her texts were often greeted with clipped, emotionless responses. And when they went out, no more long, meaningful conversations like they used to have and more often than not he was in a hurry to get home. Sometimes she even felt like he was just dragging his feet to go out with her. Still, she persevered. She wasn't about to let go of a relationship that had meant something to her for the past five years. Perhaps she was delusional, thinking and expecting things to get better. Living in past memories more than the present. The signs that the relationship was coming to an end were all there but she chose to ignore them, and shoved everything into the back of her head, thinking she ...