Sunday, August 31, 2008

The story of Tom & Hannah



Few weeks ago, I had this conversation with the best friend:
Me: You know, things will be different if I remarry. It will be difficult to meet up.
Him: No it wont. Hmm, probably. We wont be able to see each other and hang out as much as we both want to. Remember there was a time when we hanged out a lot, when I had more time? (before he started having jet-setting life-style)

It has been a week after the bombshell was dropped. I have been given ample time to decide. My life has been progressing well, especially career wise. Yet I owe my daughter a chance to try living in Malaysia. My Sifus are against with the idea. They believe I have a shot to make my mark here. Getting a job back home is easy, what matters is finding one which balances my role as a mother and a career driven woman.

I am prepared to let go of what I build so far here to give my daughter a chance to be happier. Then again, like my brother said, "I dont want you to sacrifice what you have for uncertain future and unfulfilled expectations."

The bombshell is certainly not making my decision easier, especially when I have many reasons to say yes.

Give me a reason to say no...

It rained heavily tonight, perhaps marking the commencement of the holy month. A few years ago exactly in the same month, when I faced the most difficult decision to make, I asked The One Above to give me guidance on what to do. It was the lowest point of my life. Now, again when I am torn for a good reason, I hope He can give me some answers....

Ramadhan

Both me and mini Ms B would like to wish everyone a blessed Ramadhan. May we find peace during this month.

(It is strange to not have you around this time).

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Flirtation 101

“How do you do it?”

My girlfriends keep asking me this question on how of all people, I manage to have an “interesting” life, when in reality I am the most unlikely to have one. Anyone who knows me and my routine would understand that my life is hectic. Being a single parent and a corporate financier in a major financial city is no joke. Back in the old days, I worked 70++hrs a week for at least 8 weeks straight while still breastfeeding my girl (once I worked from 9am till 5 am for 5 days in a row! Yup, 3 hrs of sleep on average.). These days, I am lucky. Hours arent as bad as before.

And no, I dont have the supermodel look but somehow, I hang out with men who can easily get those kind. So how do I do it? Beats me but I think the following article can help most women out there:

Should you put the breaks in flirting?

Scientists tell us that females of all cultures make sexual connections through sequences of specific flirting behaviors. The ethologist Irenäus Eibl-Eibesfeldt captured this on film some 30 years ago, with a camera that appeared to point in one direction while actually shooting in another. He found that women of all languages, classes and religious backgrounds attracted men through the same gestures.
The bottom line (pardon the pun) is that buttock tilting and back swaying come about as naturally to me as spaceflight. Though flirting is supposedly wired into our brains, my brain appears to have shorted out in regard to giggling and licking my lips. And yet even I have stumbled upon a set of seductive behaviors that work surprisingly well for me. If you share my chronic back spasms and total lack of sexual self-confidence, you too might find them useful.

Step 1: Identify a specific person with whom you really, truly want to have sex
Now, that I can understand. To actually have sex, I must be not only in love but also in full legal possession of the other party's medical records. The advantage of this approach is that what you miss in casual thrills, you gain in long-term compatibility. That initial spark of interest leads not to the nearest motel room but to the prolonged scrutiny you would give an unrecognizable substance before deciding to include it in a cake.
If you consistently wake up next to people you no longer respect, try doing deliberately what I do involuntarily: Hold in your mind a vivid picture of a genital wart. (The Internet provides plenty, and I am here to tell you, they're the opposite of pornographic.)
Superimpose this image over the dashing smile of that cute guy at the bar. This should give you pause -- a pause you can use to investigate whether the dashing smile is backed up by kindness, humor, honesty, and other qualities you probably want in a mate.
If you do this, you're on the verge of discovering something amazing: Simple, sustained attention can be more powerfully seductive than all the eyelash-fluttering, tongue-flicking, back-swaying displays that make men want to fondle the likes of Cathy and prescribe seizure medication for the likes of me.

Step 2: Lust for the other person's subjective experience
Here is the secret of sexual success for the confidence impaired: While people will decide to have casual sex with you based on how you look, they'll decide to have meaningful sex with you based on how you see.
The reason I've managed to make the connections I desired is that I'm fascinated by people's stories. Beneath the small-talk surface, every life is a fascinating novel, so I always follow the suggestion from Proverbs 4:7, "With all thy getting get understanding." This directive means stand under, in the relatively lowly position of student, and let whomever we're trying to understand occupy the high ground of teacher. And -- this is key -- the body language we use to do this overlaps significantly with the biology of flirting.
Anthropologist David Givens, author of the book "Love Signals: A Practical Field Guide to the Body Language of Courtship," says that a crucial sexual-attraction message is "I am harmless." We communicate this with "submissive displays," such as turning our hands palm up, tilting our heads, exposing our vulnerable necks. A tilted-head half-shrug is typical of sexually attracted people having their first conversation. It's also a posture you'll unconsciously assume when you're trying to understand another person's experience.

Step 3: Get a life
I favor reality shows in which people do things that require skill, talent, or daring: crab fishing, singing, clothing design, Latin dance. The popularity of these shows suggests I'm not the only person tuning in. Generally, the harder the participants have to work, the more interesting the process.
Even when cameras aren't rolling, people love to watch others work hard, learn skills, and take risks. Remember the old "Peanuts" cartoons in which Lucy mooned endlessly over Schroeder, whose only interest was the piano? That stereotype is based in truth: People who are mastering something that fascinates them become fascinating to others. If you want to capture people's attention, put your own attention on something that has nothing to do with them: oil painting, cooking, wildlife rescue. The more you get lost in what you're doing, the more interesting you'll become.

Best Practices: The one-two-three-punch combination
If you use the three steps above in quick succession, you'll become an attention magnet. It's like a trick move in martial arts: Target your person of interest, focus entirely on them, then abruptly divert your attention. Pow, pow, pow!
These steps allow any flirtatiously challenged person to bypass the whole complicated, alarming world of sexual tension and attraction among normal people. You can do the dance of seduction without even meaning to -- simply by letting yourself be openly drawn to people, their stories, and your own deepest fascinations.

http://edition.cnn.com/2008/LIVING/wayoflife/08/28/o.damn.im.hot/index.html
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Happy flirting everyone! I'm off to my Cashmere mafia session with Ms Versatile.

Friday, August 29, 2008

Beautiful mess



Beautiful Mess - Jason Mraz

You've got the best of both worlds
You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you're needy,
Humble but you're greedy
Based on your body language,
your shouted cursive I've been reading
Your style is quite selective,
though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
that this is just what happiness is

Hey, what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you can call it fiction
'Cause I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
'Cause here we are, here we are

Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they're quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There's no shame in being crazy,
Depending on how you take these
Words that paraphrasing this relationship we're staging


Happy birthday to a dear friend. Thank you for making me part of your life, for this beautiful friendship. I wish you happiness and peace. You are always close to my heart.

Btw, I love the song. *smiles* Thank you.....

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Cashmere Mafia



Four ambitious, sexy women who have been best friends since business school, Mia, Zoe, Juliet and Caitlin, try to have it all. They aren't just powerful and intelligent as singular executive sensations in a man's world; they've bonded into a formidable unit  a female "boys' club" -- to support and counsel each other through good times and bad. How better to climb up the corporate ladder than with your buddies at your side?

Set in glamorous New York City, where titans of media, finance, advertising and publishing reside, these driven women, who daily share their relatable and relevant problems dealing with both the boardroom and bedroom, combine their smarts, wit and humor to deal with personal and professional misfortunes and stunning triumphs. Whether it's coping with rocky marriages, fending off scheming colleagues or just trying to find themselves in the midst of chaotic lives, these compelling women use their valuable friendship to keep centered.


*****

I bet this is going to be an interesting series, especially when I can relate myself to it. *winks*

So which character do you think I am?

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

The chase

Meredith: It’s the chase, isn't it?
Derek: What?
Meredith: The thrill of the chase. I've been wondering to myself, why are you so hell-bent on getting me to go out with you? You know you're my boss. You know it’s against the rules. You know I keep saying no. It’s the chase.
Derek: Well it's fun, isn't it?
Meredith: You see! This is a game to you, but not to me. Because, unlike you, I still have something to prove.

Recently I said to someone, that I was tired being chased. Sometimes I cant stop feeling that I am just a trophy. Sometimes I wish they see beyond all that, I am still a person.

They say be careful of what you wish for...

Recent events led me to a new plan, which probably works best for me and my girl. So I set up my mind to focus on the new plan and enough with the roller coaster, so to speak. Up until today when a bombshell was dropped.

Any sane single woman would probably want to be in my shoes at the moment. But here’s a thought, how do I go back to where I left behind? It was hard enough to pull myself and put the broken pieces together. I have moved on. I have a new plan. I am willing to give up what I have here in order to give Malaysia a chance to be a home for me and lil. Somehow my life functions better without a man in the picture (I meant a serious partner. I still look forward to the company of yummilicious men. *winks*)

Just when I thought my life couldn’t get any more exciting.

ps: I hope there is no more drama this week. If it happens, I need another holiday, probably a trip to Tuscany. *rolling eyes*

Saturday, August 23, 2008

On a lighter note

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Friday, August 22, 2008

Of being a mother

My mother cried, asking for forgiveness if she has made me worried with her problems as she feels my burdens are greater than hers and for not being able to be there for me whenever I face a challenge...

I whispered to her ears, "mummy, you know I am strong.. All I need is your prayers."

My girl saw my tears, the first in a long time. Later in the car while driving, I could hear her crying. I turned back and saw her tears rolling down on her cheeks..

I held her tiny hands and said, "remember, we will always have each other. Dont be sad and dont worry about me. As long as we are together, Allah will always protect us."

Being strong is not an option to me....it is a must...

Thursday, August 21, 2008

A happy ending in every story

In a few days time, we will be going back, to a place that for now is home to both of us. Things will be back to reality. Back to the things that I am certain of. Being a single parent to a wonderful daughter, having a high flying career and the opportunity to make it big there. For now, those are the things that I have...

My holiday started low with some (un)expected events. My emotions were mixed, struggling to find where my life will lead me next. Some things remain unchanged, things that I have no control of. I tried my best to not let it interfere with my life by focussing on what I do best. So the past few weeks, a friend of mine opened up my eyes that my gift would probably be touching a person's life in a way that they need it at that point of time. She explained on why people still remember me, despite the years of absence. I have been bumping into people from the past and I could not recall them, yet they remember me and the little things I did.

And like every summer break in the movies, there will be an event that will make your holiday worthwhile. The last few days have been great, spending time with a new friend. I hope the person enjoyed my company as I did. Probably it was the highlight of my holiday. *smiles* and just like the movies, it will always come to end. For what its worth, I hope I have touched your life in a way you feel it best. Open your heart to new opportunities...seek happiness within yourself and it will come to you.

Both me and Mini B look forward to go back, to our cosy flat. It may be nothing to what we have here but it is our home, where me and my lil girl build our memories together. A place full of love and laughter, always welcomes the company of good friends. Back to the things we love doing; a walk to the park, having coffee at Starbucks, hours at the book shop, making her favourite dishes (yes honey, I know you miss mummy's cooking)..

My holiday may have started low but like every story, it does have a happy ending... Thank you for making it memorable..

ps: this post is dedicated to House. Perhaps one day our paths will cross again.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Women on top

Take 1:

I went for a traditional malay massage, complete with hot stone pressed all over your body. Before the session commenced, the lady was surprised to know that I am a mother of one. Upon pulling down the batik cloth to massage my stomach, her jaws dropped, paused and said;
"Ya cantiknya badan Cik Puan!" (You have a beautiful body!)
When she continued with the massage, she kept saying that I have no fat. Even after the session ended, she told her supervisor and my mom that I have a nice body. Well, mom added that I eat a lot.
I felt like a beauty queen. *winks*

Take 2:
I went to the hospital for a medical check up. While filling the form, the nurse asked, "are you married miss?"
"I even have a daughter."
The nurses had a surprised look on their face.

Take 3:
My friend mentioned to her office mate, who used to work in the same department with me a few years back, that she was meeting me for dinner. The guy, known for his outspoken mind, said to my friend out loud, "Ms B, she's MILF". (kindly google the term if you have not heard of it, like I did until my friend explained it to me just now.)

I suppose all three should really make my day, among other things. Also, sorry for not being able to reply everyone's messages. Internet is damn slow!

ps: Yes Kak Teh, I am having fun! Miss u loads!

Pss: Why men (some) are just freakingly idiots??!!!! Breathe in breathe out.. I need some therapy.. can I secretly wish to dream both McDreamy and McSteamy tonite? *winks*

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Gossip & men

Many things happened over the last few days, both good and bad. Mostly good, thankfully.

My schedule has been very packed, back to back meeting. Managed to catch up with many friends, including the significant ones (it kind of makes me having a moment of emotional roller coaster).

On another note, met a good friend and hubby who were both in London a few months ago. The hub aka Mr Fairlady, told me that his friend has been telling everyone that he met the most happening lady in London. To my surprise, his friend meant me! WTH! We’ve only met few times while his friend was there on holiday. Of all people, I could be the most unhappening person. I seriously cant remember the last time I went out late nights, checking the cool places. Anyway, his friend told Mr Fairlady that if I am in town, he should let them (his circle of friends) know. I suppose Mr Fairlady wanted to see my stamp of approval. Mind you, they are very successful, above average looking and single.

Sigh. I don’t know. So far, I’ve managed to avoid dates. I mean, the men I’m hanging out these days are all close friends (ie the Significant Ones). One particular Little Fish has been very persistent. I tell you, these boys really don’t know when to slow down. Yup! BOYS! We are talking more than 5 years of gap! Probably I’ll let them take me out for breakfast. Safe option. *LOL*

At the moment, I am in no position to say nor decide anything. But if I were, it will be a tough one.

So please let me have a peaceful holiday, especially since the package includes yummy men. *LOL*

Ps: pls excuse Ms B. She is trying to cheer herself up as it is hard to change people’s perception. No matter how much you’ve achieved, the stigma is always there. Oh well, at least my Tods and Ferragamos aren’t fake. *winks*

Friday, August 01, 2008

Touchdown

I was so excited to write this post but got annoyed by the slow connection! I mean, I'm sure the broadband we have at home is many times of the speed to the one I'm using in London but seriously, I cant describe how slow the connection is.

Oh well, flight was smooth but I didnt eat at all as I wasnt feeling bright. Mom made super delicious food which compensated the 12 hrs fasting. Went to bed at 10pm and woke up 2 hrs later, jet lag obviously.

What else? Bro wants to bring me to watch Dark Night. Everyone says it's a great movie. He said, that's if no one has asked me out on a date to watch it. *LOL*

I think it'll be quiet the next few days as I will be busy preparing for my girl's birthday bash. Also, want to check out the big malls. (Momster, I'm taking ur advice to experience our shopping plcs).

ps: Mr Big texted out of the blue and I replied, saying that I just touched down. He really has strong 6th sense. *winks*

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Pre-holiday

Think I'm done packing. Just need to tidy the house a bit and off to the nearest cafe to have light meal. Luckily I decided to take the day off. Usually I still go to work if I'm catching the evening flight. Hopefully it will be a smooth journey.

Take care everyone!


Sunday, July 27, 2008

Of waxing and holiday

Today at my usual beauty salon:

Beautician: Is it ok to have your daughter in here?

Me: Yes. Why not?

Beautician: You are here for Brazilian wax, right?

Huh? Luckily she asked, otherwise I’d have spent my Sunday in pain. *LOL* Anyway, not that my girl isn’t used to it. I think she has seen too many jungles each time she and her BFF (best friend forever) go for their swim. The women at the changing room bare all! The girls have fun commenting on them.

Besides, she knows I do it on my own. Only when I want to pamper myself, I get the professional to do it. I don’t think there is any difference between doing it on your own or spend an extra £15-30 for each treatment. Well, perhaps when it comes to, ehem certain difficult angles. If you are planning to wear a Brazilian bikini, then it’s a wise choice to get the professional. Otherwise, if you do it right, you can pass wearing a normal bikini.

Is it getting hot in here? *winks* Trust me. It’s the weather. It has been really warm these days. The past two days, I wore my beach style dresses with slippers. Wanted to wear sandals but knowing I had to finish my shopping list along Regent Street to Oxford Street, I resorted to slippers.

I’m 80% packed. Mini B is excited, more because she wants to see her friends and her second birthday bash. This year, her party here was more matured than last year. We had it at the bowling centre. I took the party package; an hour of bowl followed by party, complete with goodie bag. Stress-free. Last year, her theme was Pirates of the Caribbean.

As for me, I am actually looking forward to go home. I sense that it will be an interesting one, opportunities to explore.

Also, I am looking forward to see a few fellow bloggers, especially Simah as we have been gossiping tru the phone all these time, as well as D who indirectly knows me tru Simah and Kak Teh. Insya-Allah, we’ll meet.

Friday, July 25, 2008

Not my time




Looking back at the beginning of this
And how life was
Just you and me and love and all of our friends
Living life like an ocean
Now the currents slowly pulling me down
It's getting harder to breath
It won't be too long and I'll be going under
Can you save me from this

It's not my time, I'm not going
There's a fear in me
It's not showing
This could be the end of me
And everything I know
Oh, I won't go

I look ahead to all the plans that we made
And the dreams that we had
I'm in a world that tries to take them away
Oh, but I'm taking them back
All this time I've just been to blind to understand
What should matter to me
My friend, this life we live
Is not what we have, it's what we believe

It might be more than you believe
It might be something you can't see

There might be more than you believe
There might be more than you can see

I won't go!
No I wooooon't gooooo down!

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Dreaming of you...

She's tough. She tries to hide it. She's difficult. But if you make an effort, she's worth it. She's worth the effort.

People keep telling that I look radiant and full of life, or from those who listen to my tone of voice, I sound chirpy and smiling ear to ear. Apparently they can sense my smile through the way I speak. People seem to think that I am in love.

I dont think I am in a relationship. I mean, I am not seeing anyone exclusively. I have friends, tho these days I am re-arranging my patterns. I am keeping my distance from negative minded people. They are pretty contagious. A friend said, it can be lonely at the top. I am learning my lesson but at least I am grateful to have my girl by my side.

People always underestimate me. Instead of letting them continue bugging my life, I slowly disengage myself from them. Perhaps some people love living on others’ misery. Like a leech, instead of sucking blood, they suck our soul and spirit.

Anyway, I can spend ages writing about the leeches but I rather use my time to say how good it is to have a friend who supports your dream. Funny enough, I told my desire to achieving something to two people. One simply laugh at it (ok, maybe not to that extreme, more like a smirk from the tone of voice), the other gave a very sound advice, pushing me towards achieving it.

I choose the latter.

Now I know you are the reason why I am smiling these days. Unknowingly, you have been touching my life all these while. I shall hold on to that dream.

ps: can I secretly wish of dreaming of you? *winks*

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Love, loss and loneliness



Sepi hati terjadi lagi
Mungkin sampai mati aku sepi
Biar senyum hadir di hariku
Namun ini hanya ada di bibir
Di bibir saja

Aku ini yang bisa mengerti
Walaupun yang lain mau mengerti
Namun berat beban di hidupku
Biarkan saja biar saja
Hanya ku yang tahu

Sejarah cinta dan hidupku
Penuh duri dan banyak ranjau
Butuh kesabaran yang penuh
Untuk tetap kuberdiri

Oh! ada saatnya kubicara
Bila hatiku t'lah bulat
Sepanjang ku bisa atasi semua
Aku tetap diam


“Don’t you feel lonely with just you and your daughter here?”

Back then, I was surrounded by many people. I was constantly meeting them. It was the loneliest time I ever felt. To keep myself not feeling that way, I ensured my mind was preoccupied. First it was the education, then the career together with professional exam, subsequently the lil one came along and I juggled between her and my career.

It was the hectic lifestyle that made me feel less lonely.

Somehow, being away from people, having time for myself, not having to meet people’s expectations, make me feel at peace. Through my girl’s eyes, I learn that simplicity is the key to love and happiness. For all what we went through and the things that we are blessed now, always the simple stuffs that bond us together. Walking together to school, hanging out at the park, saying “love you” while she’s busy playing with her games (wii/ds lite/pc) and expecting me to say it back, the hugs and cuddles whenever we can etc.

Your love and faith has brought us this far, and it will lead us further. And now, when you are about to celebrate your birthday, remember that you will always be my baby girl. May all your wishes come true. May all your prayers are heard. And yes my dear, if mummy gets married, you will have the honour to hold my veil.

Monday, July 14, 2008

Gossip & hubby material



Come to think of it, the only reason I love watching Gossip Girl is the love that these two have for each other, even after 20 years! The scene when Rufus gave Lily away on her wedding (literally speaking) would have been the sweetest moment these two will ever share.

Speaking of gossips, rumours has it that I’m going to X city for an assignment. The truth is I don’t even know that I am part of the team. But hey, any news is still good, right? It shows that people think of me. *smiles*

Had an interesting text exchange with Mr Big:

Me: Your boss, The Armani Man, is really yummy. For his age, he looks really damn good.
Mr Big: Tell me about it. He’s quite a candy hubby material.
Me:
Yeah. Tall, lean body, handsome looking in a suit to die for! Seriously yummy.
(I actually asked Mr Big if he could help me out. *LOL*)

Another interesting conversation with mom. She tried to promote someone through the phone! Told her that if I decide to get married, preferably he’s a friend i.e. someone I can talk to (of course it’s a bonus if he comes with a certain package.) *winks* In the last two months, including mom, quite a number of people think that I’m getting married soon (i.e. this year). If this keeps going, even I myself will end up believing. Oh yeah, even my horoscope said the same thing! “It’s a good year for your soul-mate to appear”. Something along those lines.

Goosebumps all over but who wouldn’t want a candy man, especially when he respects you as a person, a woman and a friend? Someone who protects your values and virtues.

Now, that’s totally priceless.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Anything but ordinary

“Why do I have to apologise for being successful?”

I met a young woman today. Only 22 years of age, and she is already a successful businesswoman. She is here on holiday, taking some time off from work (after ensuring future revenues are secured). I told her that she should be proud of herself. More than half of my friends around my age are nowhere close to where she is now.

When she shared her story of how hard it was when she first started her business, I could see she was trying to keep her tears from flowing. She related on how her friends looked down at her for not achieving the paper qualifications and for judging the way she appears when her values are much stronger and intact compare to her friends. Somehow, the woman who was sitting opposite me reminded me of me.

Now, when she has achieved this far, she feels she no longer has friends. I told her to not undervalue herself. As long as you put your heart and soul into something you believe in, and have a conscious mind that it is for the greater good, you will go far. She should be proud of her success, being able to come here on holiday for a few months, taking extra course to fill up her time and buying high end items for her family. The more you give, the more you receive. I believe her life is blessed because she shares it with her family.

So I shared my story with her.

I work with a large corporation, with presence worldwide. In my department, female makes up to 20% and from Director and below, only 4 of us are mothers. Of course I am proud with my achievement. We shouldn’t feel guilty for our success. We work hard for it. We earn it. Never let anyone make you think unworthy of your own success. Never let anyone pull your spirits down.

On a lighter note, I am now a proud owner of a Tods handbag. I hardly go to Tods as the price after sales is still way costly than a Ferragamo. But I went, found a nice one and took it (after much persuasion from Ms Versatile!). Even my sifus agreed it was a well deserved treat.

Always remember that you are anything but ordinary.

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

Of a wish

Sometimes you make a wish. And a wish falls as “a desire, longing, or strong inclination for a specific thing”. I made some wishes and best to say that, one by one, it was realised.

There are times that you just have to follow your gut feeling, trashing away all advice from your so-called friends and the “what ifs”. As humans, we analyse too much. As women, we do that twice more.

We are responsible for our own happiness. We have to trust our heart. Even when others fail to see, as long we know, that is all that matters. Some things are best left unspoken. As long as you both know it is there, it makes your day. It makes life more meaningful.

I had my wish granted today. I had some good news to share and all I could think of, how nice it'd be to have a good friend around. And I did, even if it was a short visit.

Counting my blessings each day.