In all the falling, flawing, failing,
there is the grace of learning,
of shedding an old life, for a new,
let a new life happen to you.
-Nayyirah Waheed
Throwback
Shea Rasol was an influencer, blogger that I knew briefly through Bijou Bazaar. We somehow got to talking. Shea recently passed away and it took me by surprise. Ami was also one of them that I knew through bazaars during my jujuwiwitata’s days. Indeed Allah loves them more.
As I was rereading her blog, I stumbled across this. She briefly mentioned me for Librese’s Women Empowering many years ago. Shea herself is an entrepreneur venturing into many things. Al-Fatihah to her.
I remember going to McCann pretty often to sort details out for this campaign. It definitely was fun.
Not The Same
Different people, different stroke.
I strongly believe in this saying. It’s so simple yet explains how different individuals do things. I don’t think it is bad. I think there is strength in everyone. There is always good in the bad.
However, not everyone thinks so. Which is sad. Because if society saw this as a plus point, together we can achieve so much more. Leverage on each other’s strength.
I for one know that I am not build like you or you or even you. I am my own woman, with my own strengths and weaknesses. I am perfectly imperfect with room to improve and grow. But today, my positivity took the best of me.
It saddens me time and time of how this basic thing isn’t recognized. I have never expected anybody to be me or to be like me. I accept people the way they are without judging, if they don’t tickle my fancy, I will walk away and save myself from it.
This current situation that I am in has proven itself that it is set to doom on loop. I expected more thinking that experience would give it an upper-hand but I’ve been proven wrong multiple times.
Two of my greatest strength are :
- Play pretend
- Selling smoke
However, it is not noticed. My background and accomplishments carries no weight to it cause nothing can be seen beyond it. My award says a lot but nothing to who does not want to appreciate the strength of others.
Do I prevail or do I go back to my own strength and rely on myself.
I am pass the age and stage of life where I wanna be consumed by misery, happiness is key to me. My sanity too.
Ya Allah give me the right guidance and strength to push through a lil bit more.
Escape
I haven’t been getting adequate amount of sleep of late. It has made me pretty cranky and when I pushed myself pass my limits, I knew. I knew so well I was going to fall sick. But this stubborn soul, rarely listens to herself.
However I am really appreciative over the fact that I am constantly reminded of sleep and keeping myself hydrated. I don’t get enough of it. So I have been trying to up it.
I hate falling sick, because when I am sick I get bored. I am constantly sleeping and that is when I am off work. I don’t think being sick justifies as a break when I do nothing for myself or productive at all. I’m not fidgety but I do like being able to be productive and do things that I love.
It got me thinking, this is not the break I want to have. Not sick breaks. I want breaks where I’m out having fun, spending time with people that I love or doing things for myself and spoiling myself. Not this. I deserve real breaks right? Should I just wait for my next Euro trip or should I take lil trips in between.
Currently Baby and I are toying with the idea of Penang next month. I haven’t done Penang this year. I could do with good food, the beach, some cycling and lots of lazing around. I need it for my own sanity. I initially wanted to go for Winter Wonderland, but thanks to my first two quarters of 2017 that got so effed up. I can’t afford it. Sigh.
I’m gonna sleep on this idea of Penang. I kinda think it is a good idea.
Mondayitis Wise Words
Mondayitis Wise Words
Be…
Be…just being.
Be…the being.
Sleepyhead
I am a bit more disciplined now since I have started working. My bedtime still differs from day to day depending on my workload or how easily I fall asleep. But I wake up at 0630 hours on weekdays. I solat and am up. If am at my place, I gotta plan my commute. If am at my parent’s, I’d play with Ann (not my child, am no janda anak satu ok?) before she heads to school.
Below are some tips that I have found useful and testing out too. I’ve to change my previous sleep routine due to some circumstances.
- Don’t drink too much before you sleep.
– especially true for me as I digest in such a jiffy - Read a book.
– calms your storm and gains more knowledge - Write.
– exactly what am doing right about now 🙂 - Try a sound machine or app.
– yet to try but maybe soon - Less technology.
– no scrolling of timeline before sleep or phone might fall smack to ya face - Create a sleep routine.
– getting there right about now
Getting enough sleep is definitely beneficial for an old fart like me. Haha. Gonna try to up my sleeping hours to feel much much better. This has indeed been good for me and sets me in the right mood daily. Gonna also incorporate a more solid breakfast into my mornings too.
It Hit Home
Was going through Pinterest while preparing my A3 presso for tomorrow. This really hit home. How honesty and vulnerability is something I really appreciate. It deepens my feelings towards him. I wish he realised it, but I guess it doesn’t matter. Hurm, hate this sudden rush of emotions. Anyways, early day tomorrow. Gonna hit the sack with them boys. It’s been pretty darn cold of late.
Haven’t finish compiling my deck yet to present to the BOD. First presso I’m giving with this new company. Will have to wake up early tomorrow to finish it off. Night world.
Break Time
