Wake Up and Smell the Cake

Like a freakin' pendulum.

I hate London. I don't know why people love this place so much. It sucks. The air here sucks. It's dirty, pollen infested, dirty, smelly and just not the kind of air you wanna breathe in. Bleah. I don't like the medical facilities either. Wayyy too comfortable with Singapore's. I don't like the hooligans especially the youngsters. Feel like slapping and punching them. If any one of them was killed in some fight, I'd say good riddance. The only nice thing about this place is that their customer service (for some retail shops) are amazing. Very friendly. But other than that, I miss my Singapore very much. I can't wait for us to be back in our own home. Yup. I'm a spoilt Singaporean brat who thinks there's no other better place than home. I won't ever want to step into this country again unless there's no other choice.

I don't understand. Why do some people think that women wearing high heels to work is a sign of oppression. Apparently, women need to make themselves suffer by wearing uncomfortable heels so that they can look good and be noticed. They won't be noticed solely for their talent and work capabilities. I don't quite agree. I wear heels cos it's pretty! Doesn't everyone like pretty things? Why make yourself look ugly rite. It is in our nature to want to look good. And secondly, heels, with the added height, gives you more confidence. Compare that to wearing flats. There's the relaxed, slack feeling. Not good. Thirdly, it is part of formal wear, just like how suits and ties are part of a man's formal wear too. Stupid people. You know what. Besides the fact that I'm with Other Half, being in London sucks. First, my VPN cannot be accessed. Bloody hell. Now. My laptop has been attacked by a stupid virus that doesn't allow me to even enter Internet. Wahlau eh.

First entry of 2010! Should I do the rather mandatory reflections of 2009? On the top of my head, I can't remember much of 2009 except that I got married. Either nothing much happened, or I really have goldfish memory. Hahaha. Or too much happened and I don't want to remember them. Oh yeah! We bought out house :) But that comes with the wedding of course. Still thinking what we should do with the flat. Haha! Slowly lah hor. Marriage :) To the sweetest and most caring and loving man that I can never ever comprehend why I deserve such a gem. Let me count... Almost five months already! Isn't that fast! We're still honeymooning, aren't we darling? Hehe. Just came back from a lovely trip to Andalucia! Great start to the new year eh. 2010 will be, hmm, how shall I put it, unpredictable? I just hope that it's all for the best, and like every beginning of the year, let's hope it'll be better than the previous. We'll see how it turns out. What I do k

I like today's khutbah. Marriage is not just about love, it is about commitment and trust from both parties. Today's sermon will discuss about marriage. Marriage is an important institution in Islam. It is the basis and the foundation of a community. If the marriage institution is weak, then the community will become weak. If it is strong, then the community will be strong and continue to grow from strength to strength. Let us move a few steps back and ask ourselves a few questions. Why did we marry in the first place? Was it love and attraction, or was it due to other needs, whether to fulfill our desires and physical needs? Many of us may say that we got married because of love. But is love alone enough to maintain a happily married life? The answer is definitely no! Look around us and ask those who have had successful marriages the secret to their success. We will hear from them that the main factor to sustain a marriage is high level of commitment and trust from both husban

I asked my fellow AAMer what it's like to be married. She says, when you're happy, you're double-happy, but when you're sad or angry, it doubles too. I think I know what she means.

It's happening quite fast, ain't it. Or maybe, I'm just refusing to move along with the speed. Whichever way, I have to catch up. A couple of days ago, I was thinking about how it's like to become a mother. Honestly, I am scared. How will I know I'll be a good mother? How will I know I've raised my kids to the best I can?

Oh how it swings. Was at the trough, now up at the crest. Such a short wavelength! Whee~ :)

My parents tell me, if both of you are happy together, happy with each other, and can always depend on each other for support, then can liao. Things should be easier to manage. Interferences from other people should not shake us. They are like unnecessary junk you can just brush aside. I would very much like to brush aside these unnecessary junk.

Goodness. I just watched the Funeral advert again on TV, and I teared. AGAIN . It just hits your heart so deeply every single time! In the end, it's these small things that you remember, the little imperfections, that make them perfect, for you . So to my beautiful children, I hope one day you too will find yourselves life partners who are as beautifully imperfect as your father was to me. And you are the perfect beautifully imperfect one for me :)

The girls talked about language of love the other day. I was like, what's that? It's actually five types of ways you or someone expresses love: words of affirmation, quality time, receiving of gifts, acts of service, and physical touch. People usually have one or two which is more prominent and preferred. When the girls asked me what's mine, I was like, ehhh I think all of the above lah! HAHA! :p But anyway, I took a quiz and turns out! I love quality time the most (11 out of 12) and receiving gifts least (1 out of 12)! Haha! My husband-to-be is a very lucky man! No need to buy gifts! HAHAHAHAHAHHA!! :D

Today's papers featured couples that withstood and overcame big challenges, a special report in the spirit of Valentine's Day I guess. Nevertheless, they are truly touching and inspiring stories. Very good reminders not to take our loved ones for granted, and also to show us what true love means. For better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part. Of course I'd like to change the last part to "till death do us part - temporarily". ;) A vow so common that may have lost its significance, but one which truly encompasses love in a marriage. All of us should be reminded of this from time to time.

I'd want a guy who can make my heart go flutter-flutter Appreciates me much more than his car(s) Wins my heart over and over again Knows me so well I hate that I can't hide from him

"Malaysian city bans heavy make-up, noisy high-heels" This is a ridiculous ban!! Like, seriously!!! They are suggesting that tapping sound of shoes will encourage rape?!?! What kind of logic is that!! Malaysian city bans heavy make-up, noisy high-heels Posted: 24 June 2008 1525 hrs KUALA LUMPUR - A Malaysian city has banned Muslim women from wearing brightly coloured lipstick and noisy high-heeled shoes to work, the national news agency Bernama reported. City officials in Kota Bharu, the capital of conservative northern Kelantan state, which is run by Islamic party PAS, distributed a circular to local firms last month to outline the dress code, Bernama said late Monday. The report said the circular stated that the directive, which targeted Muslim women working in food outlets and other business premises, was aimed at preventing incidents like rape and illicit sex. It ordered women not to wear thick make-up including bright lipstick, or high-heeled shoes "that gave a tap