Owen the Great

Owen turned the fruit bowl into his play-pen.

It's amazing how a simple bowl could provide such wonder and excitement to a creature.

Maybe if we look a tad bit harder, we too could find something wonderful, interesting and special in the things that we do one day after another.

I'm gonna start by looking under the couch.

Some Cracked Spines

I own quite a number of books; some are not read (yet), some were read once while some are with visible cracks on the spines.

Of all the books I own, there are a few favorites - coincidently written by the same author. I realized that these few books are the ones I turn to while going through difficult times.

The spines of my Harry Potter books are without a doubt, the most pitiful.

I have absolutely no idea why I'm drawn to the sorcery world. I just do. I love drinking in all the details and getting lost in the stories. I dare say that the magical world offers me comfort. Even if it's temporary. Even for a while.

Sometimes a while is all you need.


Note:
I found this piece when I was clearing my files. For the life of me, I couldn't recall if I have publish it. Just in case I have not.

Oh gosh. It has been a really long time!

Well, work got in the way most of the time. Then there was the program I'm pursuing. Three weeks of training, 1 exam and 2 projects to complete.

A week of training done - 2 more to go.

I'm still trying to find a project and with a few more days to the second week of training, I don't even know how this is going to be. Most of the participants are with projects assigned by their bosses while I had to find one on my own.

With 2 projects running simultaneously, I just lack the time to actually sit and talk with the clients.

I know, I know. That should not be an excuse.

So. I'm off to find me a project. Later peeps.

Reaching for the Crow

I was getting ready to leave the house for work today when I saw Bear, our neighbor's cat (our favorite, btw) climbing our house fence, trying to get to something way up the street light.

Apparently he was aiming for a crow, perched on the pole. Believe me it was really, really high.

I left him to his pursue with a grin across my face, thinking 'silly cat'.

While braving through the usual morning traffic, I got into thinking about Bear's silly chase and the irony it's trying to tell me.

If a cat can be that optimistic, then I'm pretty sure I could do the same, if not better.

Maybe I should look at life from a different view - deal with life and the baggage that comes with it one day at a time and take things easy.

Less stress, better life, no?

Then again, it's also possible that God is trying to tell me to stop fighting a losing battle. Forget the impossible, don't focus too hard on unreachable targets and to maybe, be reasonable.

Life is funny, don't you think?

I think it is. Especially when you're trying to decipher life from a cat's crazy bird-chase!

Take it easy :)

A Gentleman In The Making

Adik had a few friends over today. They're from the same street basically and goes to the same religious class.

The main agenda was of course, console gaming.

I was not particularly eavesdroping but i heard him apologized to them on how messy his game den was. It just puts a smile on my face to learn that my son, brutal as he might seemed, has some sense of respect for his friends and definitely know how to treat his guests.

As if that is not enough, he actually reminded his friends to not make too much noise, as not to irritate his sick mummy.

A huge smile plastered across my face for a good minute. The proud feeling however stays on to this very second.

We must have done something right to deserve such an angel.

Once Upon a Good Time

It has been a while since I felt like this.

The anticipation, adrenaline-pumping, excitement - you get the picture.

It's my favourite part. Ever.

Cracking my head during feasibility studies, putting together options, solutions and the highlight of it all - preparing for project board meeting.

It's good to be back.

That Stranger

Let's pretend that we are strangers
Living separate lives
Pursuing different dreams

Let's pretend that we strangers
That smiled over a cup of coffee
Across the busy cafe at the wee hour
Of a very fine day

We could be that stranger
But would we be content
Could we appreciate life
And what it brings if we're together

We could be that stranger
But why would we
When we can be happy
Rejoicing life, fulfilling dreams
Even if those were not as we imagined
When we are that stranger

The 11th Wonder of Our Lives

I can't believe I lived to see this day.

Exactly 11 years ago, the same day and date.
A Friday night, back at my parents'.

I wasn't even sure that I was ready.
It just felt right.
It was like, everything was meant to be.
It was like,we were meant to be.

There we were and here we are.

To my better half,

I love you more than words can say - then, now and for years to come.

Happy 11th anniversary.

Dealing with Hopes and Expectations

I have been home for a few days, recovering from the dental surgery I had earlier this week.

Yesterday, I decided to check my office emails and found a particular email sitting there, causing my heart to ache with dissappointment. I don't even know what to think anymore. Maybe playing ignorant is the best bet for now.

Life is too short to be having all the negativity loom around me.

On a lighter note, I am persuing something at the moment. There were a few meetings arranged and so far, everything is going great. I am hoping for the best but I know better than to have my hopes all that high. Nothing is confirmed yet so until then, I'll keep things under wraps.

I thought sitting at home would give me the space that I needed but after a couple of days, I was totally bored. If not for the pain, I might actually go to the office. Not because I love the place that much - it's more of the people I like hanging out with.

Oh well. One can't have everything one desires.

Take This Pain Away

I don't think i have ever felt anything like this before.

It was excruciating I couldn't even put it in words. It was so painful that I literally cried.

Yes, I cried. It WAS bloody painful.

I don't even think I cried giving birth to the kids.

The pain subsided a bit after Deli gave me some zam-zam water. The pain was still apparent but bearable. Driting to sleep was slightly easier after that.

This morning, we headed to the clinic to learn that my 'lovely' wisdom tooth was the cause of my misery. It was oddly angled to begin with, it has now cracked a bit and extraction is vital.

Now I need to wait for the swelling to subside before the surgery. Until then, I just to have to bear the pain.

Urgh.....