One Life

We have only one life. How do you want to live it?

Living it....

... hoping to be richer/ to live in bigger house/ to drive a more expensive car?

... complaining about your work/ life/ and everything?

... wishing that you are not born into your family/ this country/ this world?

... dreaming of being more beautiful/ popular/ successful?

... wondering why you are so unhappy/ angry/ empty?

How about living it with gratitude? Because you are living in a place with choices, opportunities and most importantly, stability.


How about living it with a compassionate heart? Because nothing else matter, the day it stop beating?


How about living it and helping a child to live his/hers? Because just like us, they only have one life and we can ALL live it better, if only we help.

I have $45 a month to spare. I can spend it on Laetitia, buying her clothes when she already has more than enough to wear. I can buy her toys that she won't need. I can buy her candies and chocolates which might make her sick. Or I could use the $45 on someone who needs it more than Laetitia.

Mundherdene is my sponsored child from Mongolia. His mother had past away, his father is currently unemployed. Mundherdene has to walk many miles to collect water everyday. He didn't ask to have his one life living like this but he is coping with the hardship life brings.

There are many other children in various parts of the world, those lives you can help to improve by chipping in that $45 a month. Make someone's life different, by being a child sponsor with World Vision.

There is so much you can do in ONE LIFE.

My Life Chronicle

33 years ago -- Born in Singapore's KK Hospital.

24 years ago -- Parents divorced. I went to live with my grandparents ever since. The lost of my family impacted my life ever since.

21 years ago -- My dad remarried and formed his own new family. We became forgotten. Started to hate everything in my life.

17 years ago -- My first serious relationship which I held on for seven years.

11 years ago -- Lost my beloved granny to cancer. Devastated.

10 years ago -- Got registered with my first serious boyfriend, in hope to fulfill my dream of having a family.

9 years ago -- He fell in love with another person. Legally separated. Nervous breakdown. Suicidal. Series of psychiatric treatments. Got wasted nightly. Became seriously fucked-up.

8 years ago -- Met and fell in love for the second time and lasted more than five years. Moved in to stay with him and his family.

6 years ago -- He started cheating on me. Forgave him only to be cheated again. Relationship started to nosedive for the abyss.

5 years ago -- Popped my first sleeping pills and took them every night for the next couple of years. Visited shrink again.

4 years ago -- Attempted to jump off from the window. Plagued by hallucinations after increased dosage of sleeping pills. Changed shrink.

3 years ago -- Broke up. Bolted out without a place to stay. Put myself up at a haunted place. Fucked my life up further. Bought my own private apartment and quit sleeping pills, cold turkey style. Met Mr Hubby.

2 years ago -- Went to India; got enlightened. Became pregnant, got married and gave birth to Laetitia.

1 year ago -- Discovered that my mom has terminal cancer. Learn to truly live in the moment and the power of staying positive.

NOW -- Continue loving life; no matter what life brings. Living it knowing there is a purpose for having me around.

Do I want to go back in time to change anything? No. I wouldn't change a thing.

I am me.

"How has your life been?"

Time To Change

Goodbye, my old header!!

A Misayaki Fan

I remember a time (before there is Laetitia), I was all about nails. Either I took crazy amount of time, to painstaking paint them to my perfection or I would crossed over to JB, where I can indulge myself in one of the more prestigious nail salon, but only paying a fraction of the price charged for the equivalent in Singapore. In my opinion, the nail salons here were either too pathetic or seriously over-priced or over-rated.

Before yesterday, the place where I would often visit for my mani & pedi was this nail salon near my office, at Square 2, Novena. I had like it there because of its location (very convenient for me to spend my after work hour, doing my nails while waiting for Mr Hubby to pick me up) and the friendly staff, but there was one thing that irks me to death about that salon. I hate that the nail files and buffing blocks are shared among the clients without proper sanitation. Although the staff had clarified that the hands of all clients are cleansed before using any equipments on them, I am still kind of bothered by that minimal level of hygiene.

However I always return to the same salon because I like my manicurist and I had not gotten any fungus infections through their service. Unlike one very fucked-up nail salon which I swear I would burn down if arson is not a crime here in Singapore. That damn salon gave me a nasty fungus infections on my toe nail and the service... opss, I mean, no service at all, just made everything a lot worst! And they kept pressuring me to get nail package, hair package, facial package, blah.. blah.. blah.. Disgusted to the core!

So much for my bad experience, when I was invited to the opening of Misayaki, a new Japanese Concept Nail Salon; I went, but along with high amount of skepticism.

Misayaki is this new Japanese concept nail salon which boost its complete selection of nail colors from OPI and using only premium quality products on their clients.

OK. Just what the hell is "Japanese Concept Nail Salon"?! Because the salon has a Jap-like name? I had seen too many so-called "Japanese" or "Korean" concept shops which are run by Mainland Chinese or local, who tried to punk us by calling some fanciful names and yet everything in these shops just scream MEDIOCRITY!!

Is Misayaki truly a Japanese concept nail salon?

Misayaki focused on what the Japanese would essentially have in their salon.

1) Uniformed staff with certificates (hanging on their wall) to proof their professionalism.

2) Their manicurists are tested, graded and ranked accordingly to ensure that you are paying for what you are getting.

3) Service oriented and not purely sale-driven. The shop even has CCTV to monitor their manicurists to ensure that there is no hard-selling at all times.

4) Their unprecedented level of hygiene is impressive. Everything which they can be disposable, are disposed, only those indispensable are sanitized to death.

The lady boss, Ms Kam, who has that same pet peeve as me when it comes to sharing nail files and buffing blocks, makes it a point not to reuse any nail files and buffing blocks. She even went to the extent of having separate sets of files and buffing blocks for hands and feet, for a single client. I am so impressed.

By the way, her nails are gorgeous!! Love them!

You know something, those same files and buffing blocks used on me were given as gifts, for me to bring home because they would never reuse them on the next client. They even indicated which are for pedi, so that I wouldn't get them mixed up. But I am quite sure, I would just grab any one to use, without caring much about which is for which because they are mine, very personally mine. :P




So much said about Misayaki, you might be wondering how big a hole is this prestige little nail loft going to burn in your pocket. My sentiment indeed too! But surprise, surprise. You get the ultimate pampering you might receive in some upper-class, premium town area salons, but listen here; you only pay an extremely reasonable suburban price! It was like WOW!! How can Misayaki be such a HDB tai tai's heaven, but comes fully equipped with service that any prima donnas would approve of. Simply AWESOME!

I walked out of Misayaki, from a cynic to a fan!

Misayaki, all I can say is, YOU

my socks off !!

........ so that I can do more pedi! Hehehe....

Quote of The Day

OMG! This is so bloody TRUE!!

Wahahaha...

Bumped!

Recently there had been threads of ill remarks spattering among my circle of FBers. It would usually start with this person posting a defaming statement of another person as her status and the rest of the fellow FBers would comment wildly on it. I thought it should die off after a while but it had been over a month and this disturbing activity show no signs of coming to an end.

Initially, I was like WTF. The person whom is currently in the spotlight and had been viciously "attacked" by the group, had formerly "stabbed" me behind my back too. So perhaps what goes around comes around right?! But on the other hand, I feel strongly that this is not right. Because the supposedly "bitch" (they named her), isn't even on FB!! So much for fighting fair huh?! It's ironic.

Furthermore, I also feel upset seeing the "defamer" so consumed up by her own rage that she is unable to free herself to really start moving on with her life or to see beyond the ugliness of the world, that there are so much more beautiful & meaningful things awaiting her.

So, I sent the "defamer" a note with the intent to help her realize that we can all have better life than this.

"You might have bottled up a lot grievances and displeasure while you were in your job, but now that you had left and has no further dealing with the people you dislike, I suggest you channel this negative energy into something more constructive; one which can help you to focus on building your current business. By making all these crude statements on FB, are pointless and I am not seeing that it will be doing you any good either. Life is only so short, why choose to be trapped in history and continue to torment yourself with so much hatred. Let go and move on to a REAL new beginning; don’t let the past be your ghost that lingers around you and prevent you from really living the moment of your life right now. If like you say, God/ Heaven has eye, then all the more we should just carry on with our lives and justice will run its course in the future. I sincerely hope to see you be more successful in career and happier in life, after leaving us; certainly not this way."

I got a reply from her... Angrier than ever.

"You are still in there working wif those hypocrites,anyway i dun tink YOU will understand how we feel tat time when we are UNDER her!!! cos u are not in our shoes!! Anyway it doesnt concern u at all"

In addition to that, I was "deleted" from their friend list. Oh! Now I had turn the 'gun point' at myself on FB, just by putting their malice into perspective??

I was like... HUH!?! Am I taking side here?? Did I say that the supposedly "bitch" was right and they are all fucking wrong?? Hmm... thought my message was more like: "Hey! Call it done already. Move on to somewhere better, will ya!!"

OK. I should have known that some people just don't and/or won't get it; making this whole episode seems kinda hilarious to me now. Haiz... I can be such an ass clown at times.

Comic taken from http://www.bitterstickgirl.com/

Well, all I can say is: SHIT HAPPENS!!

Integrity/ Moral/ Value

I have so much to blog but so little time. Many things had happened at work and at home. Since I have always regarded bitching about work, on cyberspace, totally against my principles and unethical, I shall not be one of those ingrates who degraded themselves, flaming wild rumors online.

Ok, I shall talk about home. My home.

After enduring those torturing and testing time when my last maid from hell left, I had a new maid. For the first month, I couldn't believe my luck, she was.... PERFECT!! Everything that I had only dream of, for a Foreign Domestic Helper. She was disciplined, hardworking, efficient, positive and all. We treated her very well and had even included her in our plan for next month's short vacation. She told me that she really like working with us and we are very good people.

Then reality came knocking on my door. Last week, Mr Hubby was looking for his 'antique' Nokia handphone, one that has no camera function because he was due for military reserve. We looked high and low and I swear, I just saw the phone plugged in charger, a couple of days ago. Our maid, who had went out to enjoy her off day earlier that same day, was already at my PIL's place, so Mr Hubby phoned her and asked if she had seen his Nokia handphone and she replied that she had not seen it for days too.

The last place I searched, was the maid's personal drawer, which she keeps her clothes and handbag. I prayed that I will not see that phone anywhere near her possessions, but to my greatest disappointment, I found the phone in her bag.

On Wed evening, we fetched our maid back from my PIL's place and I confronted her about the handphone. She came up with the world lamest excuse. She explained that she did what she did because she wanted to "test" if I am really so good.

I was like WTF! But I was calm and told her, "I am not GOD, you don't have to test me. I treat you well because you do your job well and I don't see why I should be treating you badly. But similarly, if you won't do you job well, I will not treat you bad too, because, out you will go! It is that simple. And even if you had wanted to test me, you don't have to charge the handphone first!"

She broke down and cried.

I told her the worst thing about making a mistake is not the act of making it, it is when you won't have the courage to face it, admit it and find ridiculous excuse for it. Everyone make mistakes, I made hell lots of mistakes but at the very least, I have the guts to deal with it.

Anyway, she promised that she had learnt her lesson and will be prepared to prove herself and gain my trust back. To be fair, I believe everybody deserves a second chance. However, I also believe that chance should only be given ONCE!

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What is the world coming to? What is integrity? What is moral? What is value?

I hate to say this, but look at the generation of young people now, it makes me wonder just WTF did their mothers do, or not done, to raise them up so depraved.

Then I stared hard at myself and fearing the same statement to be made upon me as a mother, when Laetitia grows up next time.

I HATE how it has to be now in our society where a mother has to contributes back to the society, be in the workforce and do everything except, doing what a mother should do. To be raising their own kids.

Instead we have to rely on some maids whom we hardly know, childcare centres which shout "POOR QUALITY!" and not forgetting those over doting grandparents and under devoted babysitters, to do the job of nurturing our own young ones and be left worried to death if they would grow up to become another pieces of social garbage!

FUCK! I am so dying to be a SAHM!

Someone in the government should hear this. This is the reason why your damn baby bonus, no matter how attractive, is NEVER going to work! Because I didn't go through 9 fucking months of pregnancy, 10 gruelling hours or labor, one 10cm C-Section scar to 'earn' those few thousands of dollars. I want to have babies but I WANTED even more to bring them up ON MY OWN!

How about, "Up to 3 years, unpaid leave, with job security" instead of baby bonus? That should work for me.

Motivation & Friendship

Last week, I received a telephone call from someone whom had not been keeping contact with for the last 5 to 6 years, and we were previously not that close too, as far as I can remember. She was someone who used to work together with me, in our ex-company.

I was surprised by her call initially and minutes after the usual "how are you?" and "what you are doing?" blah... blah... blah... She suddenly blurted out her motive. This is roughly how our conversation went after that.

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So & so: "I have been attending a motivational course and I feel that you also need to attend."

Me: "Huh?! Do I?"

So & so: "Yes, the course is very good. It will help you to be happy."

Me: "But, I am HAPPY!"

So & so: "Because now is recession time, so people tends to get worried being retrenched and all that, so come very depressed."

Me: "I am not worried at all. And I am not depressed too. I don't really care about recession, anyway."

So & so: "Oh, good lah. (sounded cynical) But if you are feeling troubled or anything, remember you have a friend like me and don't forget to call me and I will tell you more about the course."

Me: "Thanks, but I think I will leave that."

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I felt a sea of disgust swept over me after I hung up. If you really regard yourself as someone's friend, you would not have call just to "hard sell" some stupid motivation courses!

Here is what a really friend did. She sent a video to all the friends she thought, who might be encouraged by it.

Thanks Ah Mel! I love this video, it made me cried like fuck. You are truly one GREAT pal!

My long awaited birthday present

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OK, I know this is like way loooooonnngggg overdue. I took the longest time to make up my mind on what I really wanted for my 33rd birthday.

How can you blame me?!! It was such a tough decision!! ALL 3 choices offered by Mr Hubby were equally fabulous and super irresistible!! I was ding-donging back and forth between sponsorship for driver's license and the LV bag which cost over $2K. Finally I had to still choose one over another.

So I grabbed the offer of.....

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SPONSORSHIP FOR MY DRIVER'S LICENSE!!

Coz I reckon it could cost more than $2K with my bimbo-mindedness and my horrendous hand-foot coordination! Hehehehe....






And you know what, I had just booked for my Basic Theory Test online! So excited! Yeah! I am a step closer to being the Fast & Furious of CCK!! Wahahaha...