Intoxi'Kath'ing Whispers

Yup! I redeemed it. Guardian's Big Headz Plush. A promotion by Guardian which ran from October 2009 till February 2010. Every purchase of RM15 entitles a person to a sticker!! Collect 40 stickers and you get to redeem a free doll like below!! Ta-da! (Yes, and you can calculate how much I spend on my toiletries. :D)     Ain't it cute? You get to choose from a variety of animals. Personally, I find the monkey the most ugliest. (Sorry mom, dad and Shir. Who are born in the year of the monkey). The other plushies are ok. Hahaha. There's the elephant, tiger, panther and four others. Of course, the cutest is the zebra la! Hahaha. Truth be told though, I didn't collect all the stickers by myself. Had help from my sister's boss, my sister and my aunty. LOL. Thank you!!!   Take me home puhlease.... This is the second time we redeemed something from Guardian. Another time was the Paddington bear series. Almost the same concept except that lesser stickers meant you were...

Happy Chinese New Year to one and all...! :D We have now left Mrs Cow to graze on the fields and bravely jumped onto Mr. Tiger's back for an exciting and happening year ahead. Yee-ha! (Ok that's for a horse..) Anyway, CNY is like its usual. Routined and predictable. A difference in this year and last, is that we no longer go to my grandma's house for the reunion dinner on the eve as she has left us to go to a better place. Instead, we have it in our own house. I realize this year that reunion dinners are getting a wee bit bitchy. (Pardon the word) Gossips, 'busybody' interrogations (Gosh, how I hate this part), flaring of tempers and many more. I see people changing year after year (Not only physically mind you). Perhaps I have changed too, I do not know. Some people do not change, their annoying habits remain the same that continue to irk me year after year. Some people seem to have change a lot, from bad to worse, from ok to good and so on. Oh well. Reunion dinne...

I thought I had it all... I really did until that incident occurred. Now, I have lost all hope in life. I think that life is no longer worth living. What for, I ask myself. To suffer? To be slaves for another? Answering to his every beck and call. No! I do not want it to be that way. I do not want to live that way. I want to be free! I want my freedom. No strings attached. Just me, and my wings. So that I will be able to fly up to the skies and leave this mess down here below. But how long till I get there? I have decided to quicken that process. I laugh to myself silently as I peel the sealed rectangular silver packing open. Inside, the sharp blade glistened, beckoning to me. Carefully I take it out and examined it. I can see my reflection upon it. My hair, my face, my fake smile. I can see the haunted look in my eyes that has been there for years. I can see my jawbones protruding out., which gives my facial features a harsher look. As if in a daze, I walk into the ba...

Dancing With God     When I meditated on the word    Guidance,   I kept seeing "dance" at the end of the word.   I remember reading that doing God's will is a lot like dancing.   When two people try to lead, nothing feels right.   The movement doesn't flow with the music,   and everything is quite uncomfortable and jerky.   When one person realizes that, and lets the other lead,   both bodies begin to flow with the music..   One gives gentle cues, perhaps with a nudge to the back   or by pressing Lightly in one direction or another.   It's as if two become one body, moving beautifully.   The dance takes surrender, willingness,   and attentiveness from one person   and gentle guidance and skill from the other.   My eyes drew back to the word    Guidance.   When I saw "G": I thought of God, followed by "u" and "i".   "God, "u" and "i" dance."   God, you, ...

Came down with food poisoning just this Sunday. Do you know how that feels??? It's like having someone punch you in the stomach every two minutes. Like seriously punch. (Not the punch guys do when they meet each other.) The sensation is so freakin' awesome that I want to burst out in joy singing a song (my foot la)!! Hurts like hell!! Unconsciously you also tend to grab your stomach everytime that happens. And that is not a very nice look to have. Hahaha. It's not only the stomachache, it's also the diarrhea and the vomiting. I totally hate that!! Well, I guess everyone would right??? (Hmmm....) Going to the bathroom tonnes of times is not enjoyable! Now I can understand the chinese term (la du zi) perfectly. You really feel like you're pulling your stomach. Oh yeah, you want hard, flat and gorgeous abs??? Just go and bend yourself over a toilet bowl and puke your guts out. Guaranteed five times later, you'll feel your stomach muscles tighten. Hahahaha...

Something amusing occured today during work. LOL. Wait, I must laugh till I'm satisfied before I can type properly...Hahaha. I received a phone call in the morning from some company. Below is a rough excerpt of our conversation. Bracketed words are my thoughts. Caller: Hi, is this cik Nor Adlina? Kath: Uh no. This is Kathleen speaking. Caller: Oh ok, that's a big difference. Kath: Uh yeah....(Heh?) C: Oh nevermind about that (What do you mean nevermind? I'm Kathleen la.). Actually our company would just like you to participate in our forum group discussion (is that redundant?). Will you be interested? K: Forum means that I have to come out and meet you guys right? C: Yup. K: Oh it's ok la. Cause I'm actually working and I won't have time to participate in these discussions. (Plus a bit lazy) C: Oh, but we hold the forums only in the evenings weekdays, 6.30pm. And we also pay you RM 150 for your participation. (Yours truly instantly perks up) K: Oh o...

You know how when you get addicted to some things, you can never stop getting enough of it? You want more and more of it. You yearn for it and look forward to it? You would do anything just to get it? Well, this post is not about those kinda things. It's about other things. LOL. Recently, I am beginning to have a lot of thoughts running through my head. Positive and negative ones. I would say that this is more of my reflection. Or what's left of my reflection. My thoughts are numb, My feelings are too, I thought I was dumb, But so are you too. You daft you imbecile, A fool that you are, With that fake smile, We know who you are. Becareful what you wish, Death could be at your door, You better learn to fish, And mop the dirty floor. Don't forget your place, And think you can't be beat, For the one who's the real ace, Will bring about your defeat. Just random ramblings and mumbilngs I have. Peace out.