If I die, will you be sad?

Will you?

Apa yang kau tulis syaitonn?

Tah hape penda la yang i blog this past 3 4 years.
Bila baca baik, is that really me who wrote it? Kanak-kanak nye.

Kelakar pun ada.

Anyway it shows my progress to maturity. (Eh?)
Haha i am 27 now. Loving my YOLO life.

Bye.

Time flies

How time flies.

Time flies when you are having fun. Right? Not really. It just flies, no matter what.
I have lived for more that a quarter of a decade but I still have not master the oh-so-important time management skill. Will I ever do?

But, judging by mylife right now, there is not really a choice. I worked 9 to ahem.. 5ish on weekdays and go to full day class on both Saturday and Sunday. No worries, If my ACCA work out fine, it is only 2 years. No sweat. Haha.

I squeeze in some time for these activities:

1) Watch movies - who doesn't love a good ol' movie marathon
2) Run half-marathons
3) Play in futsal tournament. And the trainings.
4) Study
5) Almost weekly lepak session with my favourite people Qils Juju and Di.
6) Balik kampung/see my family
7) Window shop. I don't really buy lotsa stuff, so I just window shop. Minimalist. Remember? Haha
8) ............... Travel - this one is a bit hard. Maybe I can try a budget 2 days getaway to Cambodia in May? There si a 4 day leave 1-4 May. Maybe. Let's see. It needs to be a really budget one, cause I am saving money for important things.

I love my life. Obstacles and stress are part of the parcel. But I'll live.

After Raya Challenge : Loose 5 kilos

I was an avid runner who run around 3-5 times per week. I stopped around June 2013 because I assumed a new role in my office, which requires more working hours. Sometimes I just worked the normal 9-5 but when I get home, I'm just too exhausted to run. Now it's August 2014, meaning I stopped running for about 14 months. Yes I run a bit here and there bit nothing like before. I gained 8 kg. A lot? Yes. From 54 to 62. During my peak years, i was 48kg under the training of Coach Shariff.

It's after Raya, so I am going to challenge myself to lose 5kg before 2015 starts. That means about 1kg a month. I believe it's achievable. Not going to be easy, but achievable. So, here's the plan

1) I am going to run 3 times a week, by hook or by crook. I have to sneak in a few 30 minutes session here and there, maybe before going for work, or in the evening, and weekends.

2) I am going to skip rice. I've done this once, and I'm gonna do it again.

3) Cut down my nescafe intake. Full of sugarrrrrrr. I am currently at 5 cups per day. This one will be  a little challenging for me.

4) 27 sit up every morning before hitting the shower. Why 27? Just because.

5) 11 glass of plain water per day. The doc said 12, but I like the number 11. Yup I'm weird like that.

6) No more fast food. None. Nada.

I am gonna live of fruits, salads, chicken soup, tomyam, wheat bread, cereal, lotsa veges, eggs... So fingers crossed.
Today is 5 August 2014 - 62 kg and this is the milestone goal.

 
31 August 2014 - 61 kg
30 September 2014 - 60 kg
31 October 2014 - 59 kg
30 November 2014 - 58 kg
31 December 2014 - 57 kg

Passion

The singers who blind auditioned in The Voice Season 5 are truly passionate. Most of them have their own story that pushes them to pursue their dreams. They sing with feelings, with their heart, to convince the judge that they are real. That they want this teir whole life. More often than not, the judge can hear the sincerity and turn their chairs around. I always love people who are so passionate about what they do. Passion is not something we can teach. Its either there or not. Sometime it comes with time. You can do the same thing everyday, until it becomes a habit, without being passionate about it. One day, BAMM! You stop doing it, and you are dying to do it one more time. That is when it hits you. You ARE doing the thing you love. You want to do it. It is not a chore, work or job. It actially is your passion.

It id not easy to know what it is that we truly wants and enjoy. As for me, I always love running. I trained so hard, 5 days per week, and a race almost every weekend. I think I excelled. I rise to top 10 most of the time. And finally I get into no 2 spots a few times. Never a champion though, in Malaysia running scene. But podiums are good enough. In 2011 I clocked my PBs. Personal best. Sorry, running terms. And what happens next? After I am on a winning streak, I feel te pressure to maintain. Before, I run for my love of running. Now i have to run to win. I tell you, it is not fun. And people kind  of expect you to win. and if I dont, I feel like letting people down. Now my passion is a full time job. I have to follow certain schedule. I hate it. Before this, I cant wait for evwry hard running session, i am madly deeply in love with running. It is all I do, all I think about. Sadly, I fell out of love. It is not a passion anymore. I just do it to maintain my weight. How is it possible? I used to live,, sleep, breathe running!

I envy people who are passionate about something, and stays that way. I have too much distraction, that I dont have tome to run anymore. I started to work in August 2012, and simultaneously start my own business around June 2013. It took me a whole bunch of my time and focus. I dont run anymore. I love running. Now I feel sad writing about this. I should just lace up and run. Yes that is what Im gonna do. Take charge. Just do it!

Please let the birds fly

Please don't put little birds in a cage. And tie their tiny little feet so they cant fly. Please dont keep it alone in the cage. Eating the same thing every day. If you remember to feed it everyday. Imagine yourself in the bird's shoe. Some master locked you in a room with windows, so that you can envy all the free human outside, going enywhere and everywhere. Without a rope tied to their feet. They can eat all kinds of food, not like you. Your master only give you the same old dry bland looking food. What do you feel not having any friend inside the room, with NO activity whatsoever. Every seconds, silently (or loudly) praying that your master will let you out, to live your life freely, enjoy the wonderful world.

To anyone who kept birds in cage, I beg you. Please let them free. Why locked them? Why torture them? Pleaseeeeew let them go. Let them fly. They'll thank you and pray for the best for you.

Delayed decision

In life, we are forced to make all sorts of decision. Big or small. Important or petty. Life altering or not. But all decisions are equal, we have to make one. I fret making decision, for fear of making the wrong one. I was known to NOT make a decision, so that I don't have to face the consequences. I let everything happens for me, without me deciding it. Either i let somebody else choose for me, or I just ignore it until I only have one choice. Crazy? Yes. But I do this on a daily basis.

All the outcomes, I just accept it as it is. I regard them as choosen by the Almighty. I dont know if I should do this. Leaving everything to fate. I always believes that whatever I do, it's already being chosen for me. Becoming an adult (sort of) I learn to make my own decision and face the consequences. Just choose. Just do it. It is hard for me to make any kind of decision, causing me to hate OPTIONS! Why cant there be just one type of shoes? Just one category? Just one shades of lipstick? It is ridiculous to hate options. Sigh. Bye.