Respect those who bring U business

Imagine this.

You are happily having lunch with a good friend somewhere around town. Having lunch with a mengumpatpartner made the plate of beef friend noodles and sotong char kuey tasted a million times better.

However, all that changed. All that changed when two mutual friends of the shopowner showed up with one holding a baby in her hand while the other held on to the pram.

Seeing that your friend and you had only drinks to finish and the place was crowded, shopowner decided to hand you the receipt - even without your asking for it. And then shopowner cleaned your table (eventhough it wasn't that dirty) and took away the clean spoons and forks from your table and then (okay, here comes the best part. drum roll, please.) said "Bye!" and smiled like she had done nothing wrong! Okay, if that is not farking rude and insensitive, I don't know what is.

It's not like we ate our meals without paying. We paid for it, dammit!

Customer service, auntie. It's called freaking customer service, dammit! Argh!

Give it your best shot, orang-utan! Yeah, that's it!

This one's for those rude-as-hell stinky-smelly aunties.

From today onwards, I vowed to boycott that particular food outlet located somewhere in town. It was so very dissappointing to see such biased behaviour.

The kiss that ended it all

It all changed after that night.

What caused it?

Maybe it was the full moon? (Was the moon even full in the first place?)

Maybe it was the privacy?

Maybe it was passion?

Or two individuals just looking out for some fun?

Or could it be an act of frivolity?

Whatever it was, things happened.

It's such a shame things are awkward now.

I wish it wasn't.

Jojo - How To Touch A Girl

Song Lyrics

Life after this

Why are people afraid of dying?

I know why I am.

I am afraid of dying because I am not prepared to face what is in stored for me in the life after death.

I am afraid of dying because I know that I have done so many wrongs in this life.

I am afraid of dying because I know for sure that I will have to face HIM alone. I am somewhat ashamed of myself for all those times I have done things that HE has forbade me to do.

I am afraid of dying because the life after death is for eternity. Whatever I do now affects the afterlife. Considering the kind of lifestyle I lead, I am not sure of what is in store for me in that life.

No one knows how life after death will be like.

Heaven?

Hell? (Na 'uzubillah).

Only ALLAH s.w.t knows.

All I have is me

From my point of view, insecurity is a deadlier disease than the HIV/AIDS virus.

It can happen to anyone. It can happen to women, men, teenagers, adults, the rich, the poor. People from all walks of life have some kind of insecurity that they choose to reveal or kept hidden.

It is very devastating to hear about teenage girls as young as 13 years old indulging in self-mutilation as a form of avenue to numb the pain they get from discrimination by the mean girls.

I am one person (of millions) who knows best about insecurity. I grew up feeling ugly, fat and worthless. But I thank ALLAH s.w.t for showing me the right path to let out some steam. I grew up feeling insecure about myself. Even though, my self-confidence has somewhat increased over the years but I still go through some days feeling sorry for myself.

Sometimes, I allowed loneliness to take charge of my being. It can be very pressuring and awful to be the only one who is single in the company of couples. Yes, I am making a confession right now. I do get lonely. Sometimes, it gets so bad that I just break down and cry my heart out.

"I have lost 10 kilograms and could fit into my old clothes!! Why am I still not attached??" I shouted to myself.

I felt so worthless because I am not with someone. I felt so worthless because everyone around me is making wedding plans or planning how many children they are going to have with their partners. I felt incomplete because I am not walking down the street in the arms of a man. I felt insecure because I cannot gaze lovingly into the eyes of another and whisper sweet nothings to him. I blamed the pimple scars on my face or my excessive weight for being the cause of my single status.

But watching The Oprah Winfrey Show today, I found out that the root cause is myself-my inner self. Thanks to that very famous line from, Jerry McGuire, I thought I needed someone to sweep me off my feet and make me feel good about myself. I thought that I needed to be in a relationship to feel complete, to finally start living. I thought that a man can make me feel whole and that without him, I am nothing more than just a speck of dust. Masya ALLAH. How shallow my mind was. I thought wrong! So very wrong.

The fact of the matter is, I was insecure with myself. I thought I would be a much better person if I was in a relationship. I thought that I will be complete by attaching myself to another. Contrary to that, we need to feel whole ourselves before we present us to another person. We need to come to the table as a whole being and not as someone who is half-filled and needs another to fill the void. Being in a relationship with someone will not complete me because I am complete as myself. I should not need a man to fill me. He adds on to who I already am but he does not become part of me. I present myself to him as a whole and being with him means we are two wholes. Hahahaha...Yes, it does sound sort of funny. But it makes more sense seeing those words on the screen. However, don't get me wrong. I do not hate men nor do I think that relationships are worthless. I do love men *wink* *wink* and I am all for taking a risk to be with someone in a relationship but I should stop berating myself for things that I have no control over. I have no one but myself to blame for all this. The poison and elixir lies within me.

I am letting known my vulnerabilities to the World Wide Web. My friends and people from around the world might read this. Revealing such huge confessions is not easy but I felt that I needed to let it be known because I know that someone out there is going through the same things and I want them to know that they are not alone. Upon reading my deepest and most personal emotions, some people may choose to take advantage of it or mock me. That is their choice. I chose to give myself a pat on the back for taking this huge step of telling my weakness with the intention to help someone else.

Feeling insecure about oneself can slowly kill a person. One goes trough life like a walking zombie when everything else in the world seems out of place when all it takes is to...just accept yourself for who you really are and start embracing God's gift to us - ourselves.

I think this is enough motivation talk for today. Excuse me, jolly people, while I get all dressed up for another night of fun!

Jessica Simpson - I Belong To Me

Song Lyrics

Not doing things no more

Gender equality does not mean letting women wear the pants.

We can take care of ourselves but we do appreciate doors being opened for us.

We can buy our own things (with our own money) but it does feel good to have our meals paid for during the first few dates.

We are not afraid of falling off the seat of a bus but we do love the window seat because it makes us feel protected (in a way).

We can find our own way (when we are lost) but it feels secure when you walk in front of us and held our hands in a crowded place, making sure that we don't get lost in the sea of people.

Are we asking too much?