Epiphany!!

I just realized something big.

Simple, but big.

I've got absolutely No Control over how people will react to me or my works.
I cannot make them like me any more than they already do.
Or any less (this is comforting to know =P)

Because no matter what I do, they're going to have their own way anyway.

So, Eff it, I'm going to stop limiting myself to what I think is acceptable and just go out there and make stuff happen!

Because somehow I know that I won't...CAN'T let myself down, I just do.
And no one else (worth knowing & caring for) is going to care very much if I don't live up to expectations, because I've already LIVED up to some sort of expectations anyways.

Yeah! XD

Jeezus, it took me so many years to realize this. Nevermind. I feel so damn free right now...

Watching Kung Fu Panda 3 times in a row brought this epiphany about, and reading about Mamma Mia! the musical, in case you're wondering.

Heart broken by silver

I mean this silver:

Silver medal for Chong Wei

I sat there and cried after the second set, we were beaten...Lin Dan was too strong.

Then I sat there and watched Lin Dan throw his racket into the crowd.
Then the left shoe.
Then the right.

Aiyoh.

But, in the end, I am very proud of our Malaysian on the court. I cried because I felt that I was with him.

This is really the first time I really cared for something related to sports, but there you go, I'm crying even now. Just that... my tears are now of pride, not loss.

It's been a good game.

I know Chong Wei had to truly work hard to climb from being just another kaku Malaysian boy from his hometown of Perak to become a world class player, as Lin Dan had to climb to the where he is now when he was completely knocked out in the first round in the last Olympic games.

I believe we grow when we meet strong opponents as powerful as this, whether we win or lose.

Now I'm praying for Chong Wei all our Malaysian Olympians to come home safely, if not do a bit of shopping and have a little fun in China, and get stronger for the next Olympics!
If our government can be willing enough to pay our Olympic winners the RM1-point-something Million they couldn't even part with for petrol subsidary, it really must mean local support at all levels are getting stronger, right or not?

I, for one, will definitely continue cheering for our Malaysians.

We're going to win big next time! Malaysia for Malaysians! and of course, JIA YIU CHONG WEI!!! XDDD

Stuff I Love - Pocket Mirrors

I've been quietly obsessing over them lately... perhaps a more feminine side emerging?

anyways, I blame sara for showing me her Oreo pocket mirror from S&J in One Utama >D

Here's some I found online the other day, think I like the vintage ones on this site best.


This one has bats <333 That, and whoever made this combined my favourite-apparently-chinese-good-luck-charm and Art Nouveau

And there's this one by Stunt Kid. Love the cool unexpectedness of this combo. S8ktr Spunk + deathly cuteness.

Only thing bugging me is that these two don't seem to be the sort of pocket mirrors u can fold and keep in your bag. From the photo, they look like coasters with button pins behind them - would they break if kept in a bag filled with other solid objects rolling around?

ah well, they just look so pretty damn it. I wan....

Introduction - Reeis Is Going Mad

To my beloved friends:
Yeah, yeah, I know I can't keep blogs alive for more than 3 s, but I'm going to try AGAIN.
Bear with me.


I'm starting this blog because of this: I'm pretty sure I'm going mad

The trigger that is making me believe I'm going mad:



My neighbor's kid is crying uncontrollably.
I can hear him from the kitchen of my house that is separated from the kid's room by 2 feet of Brick Wall.
This is making me feel guilty and it's making me think I'm the cause of him crying - well, I didn't pay him much attention while I was there at their house. I was trying to show them (meaning mom and the baby's 10 year old sis) how to use the computer.

The thing is, I KNOW it is utter bullshit to blame myself for something like that - baby could have cried for anything, milk, a toy, for falling down etc. yet here I am, feeling bad.


So I thought I'd blog about it, hoping to teach myself how to laugh at my circumstances by making it funny. Because I know myself - I'm going to have a lot more of moments like this in life. So I might as well think of it as funny and laugh. Or go mad for real.

Anyways, the baby stopped crying now, so there, I'm feeling better already.