Second Day Of Raya: Morning AM

Hello billions of invisible readers,

A mostly uneventful morning. Cycled for 45 mins and finished watching the 2nd half of Die Hard 1.

It’s understandable that the definition of beauty changes across time and geography. But its funny how this change happens so subtlely that we dont realize it.

I am referring to the heroine (lead actress’s) hair in the movie, fritzy, big and kinda fritzy. That was the in thing in the 80′s. Reminds me of Rosmah’s minus the fritz.

Well, whatever tickles your fancy.

Me, I like em straight not too curly, preferably short..:p

…Time to shower up and head out. The customary visit everyone’s- house-and-subsequently-put-on-weight starts.

Later , guys (and especially gals). Dont’ miss me.

Wook!!!

From the Star:

“I will massage him when he starts to talk about younger women. This will dissuade him from thinking about them,” she said when met at her house in Kampung Bukit Tok Bat in Kuala Berang yesterday.

Oooh, kinky….Anyone wanna wager on which ‘part’ of the body she was referring to??

No offence to Wook, anyone who lives beyond a 100, deserves nothing more than respect, but c’mon, have we stooped that low for The Star to put this sort of suggestive-trashy-tabloid-type news on the 3rd page of a mainstream Malaysian national newspaper??

This is almost as bad as the Star World Exclusive on the Low dude who blew millions on Paris Hilton ..(okla, if I had that amount of $$$, even I’d blow it on,….. naah, actually, I’d spend it all on my maxine…)

Did I score, sayang? Ehrmm, a ‘massage’ perhaps? :p

Another attempt…

Been neglecting this since last year…

Let’s try this again. This time, Im not even gonna think. Im just gonna rant…

Secrets To Stress-Proof-Ness

Max is practically stress proof.

I dont crumble under pressure. In fact, I thrive on it. Pressure to me is akin to blood for a vampire.

I don’t wince, shrink, flinch or whine. I am as cold as you get when it comes down to the wire.

In another life, I would be an assassin. The best in the world. I’d be able to kill someone just by looking at ‘em. Especially Malay men.

But today, I am in a good mood. So, I’m sharing my secrets with everyone:-

1. Compartmentalize – learn to differentiate between business and personal dealings. It is a fine line for most people. But a good starting point would be, don’t take everything personally. Not everyone is after your head. Most people really have better things to do than to find ways to insult you. If you take it as an insult, it will be an insult regardless. Everything is relative.

2. Cut loss – You’ve made a mistake? So what? Move on. We live to fight another day.

3. Everyone is selfish (including you) - Selfishness is central to capitalism. If you understand that everyone is only taking certain actions because he/she thinks its best, then you wont spend 3/4 of your time thinking that that person is out to destroy your life. If you say you dont believe in capitalism, give me your salary. I earn less than everyone.

4. Pride- You know what they say about pride? FUCK PRIDE (Marcellus Wallace, Pulp Fiction). Pride and ego is the biggest stumbling block to happiness and stress free ness. Lets think about it, what exactly is the upside of having pride? It has absolutely no value. What is it worth? NOTHING!!!!

Which brings me to my final and most important point…

5. Learn to admit defeat- When faced with Max, be prepared to bow down to my superiority. It will be less painful for you….

Marriage

 We are young. We are free.

We’ve got 4 kids. From different marriages.

We’re serial divorcers. We’re polygamists (or polygamists-wannabes).

We cheat our spouses. Consistently. With the gardener, plumber, milk man (ok, ok, i know, influence from too much porn) and the girl from 9th floor.

Welcome to marriage in the 21st century…

No max, its not business, just personal…

I’ve wanted to post this a few days ago, but couldnt find the time. Here it is:

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People always disappoint you. Thats what they do.

No matter who they are. No matter what they say or promise.

And it’s not really their fault. It’s just their nature to pursue the path which they perceive will bring most joy to them. It’s great if that path coincides with your path. But if it doesn’t, then you can’t really blame them kan?

Silly me, I keep on forgetting that. I guess a part of me wants to forget that. At some point I think I did, and it felt really good. But today, I am reminded again of human’s nature to disappoint.

And I’ve learned my lesson. Max will never make the same mistake again.