I always wonder, how is it possible to stay focus on work while listening to musics. Despite being a self-proclaimed multi-tasker, I find myself unable to comprehend this habit. I noticed that I start to grow restless, more impatient over the years. Right now, as I am typing away, while listening to some songs, I am feeling just so agitated. There are way too many people talking inside the room. Voices of these people, in different languages, different tones are driving me crazy. Thus I try to block their voices by listening to music. And the problem is, I don’t like loud musics and playing soft musics does not really block out those voices. Argh…..People..please be considerate.. If the conversation is going to be that long, please go somewhere else. Don’t do it over in an office that is shared by more than 20 people.
You should seriously just go for it. It’s an awesome experience.
A race against yourself, mentally and physically. As you can see, I am a fat girl, instead of a fit girl. I somehow always find excuses not to train, yet I always believe that willpower will helps me to complete a race. Of course, with that I never actually clock any good finishing time. Yet, as of now, to finish and complete a race matters the most.
For TMBT 2012, instead of training hard, I hardly trained. Did a 11.2km run somewhere in July and a 21km run in August prior to TMBT. To some people, I was crazy and daring to attempt TMBT. But I was determined to complete the 50km.
During the race, especially the first 27km, I was really struggling. I started to question myself, my foolishness to put myself through the race. (But it’s quite a norm, even during road race…for a while, i’ll question myself about that, but yet right after a race, I’ll start searching for more events/races to participate.)
WP1 – 10 km at 9:30am
WP2 – 17km at 12:00pm
WP 3 – 27km at 2:00 pm
WP 4 – 38 km at 4:15 pm
WP 5 – 45 km at 8:00 pm
WP 6 – 50 km at 8:30pm
Official finishing time 13 hours 4 minutes
The winner for the 100km category actually finished the race ahead of me, or almost the same time as mine.
Note : he covered 100km but I only covered 50km.
It does come across my mind to attempt the full course race. . 100km. Will I ever attempt it? I do hope I will.
It’s been a while since i travel to the capital city by taking a bus, moreover a midnight bus. Like usual, i slept well during the four hours plus journey. 🙂 guess it’s some kind of blessings to be able to sleep well while on the road. Arriving at the early hours of barely past 4am, i ‘seek shelter’ at McD, one of my many favourite hang out places. I make it a point to check out a local McD whenever i travel overseas, checking out the menus; despite being told by a friend that back in The States, McD is considered a food fits only for canine *-‘
I was kind of shocked though it was not totally unexpected to find the toilets in the McD were in poor condition…very dirty.. It’s equally amazing and amusing that my fellow countrymen have yet to learn the basic toilet etiquette…the toilet seat is meant for you to sit on, STRICTLY NO SQUATTING. My nephews and niece will be very upset to see the condition of the toilets..bet they’ll rather hold their urines than using the ill conditioned toilet. It happened before that my then 5year old nephew was so upset that he cried when he saw the condition of a public toilet and decided to hold himself. Earlier this year, my 26month old nephew did the same-he protested and threw tantrums when we insisted that he should just relief himself at a ill conditioned public loo.
So, for those who never care to keep the public toilets clean, kindly keep yourselves away from the public amenities.
Hmm..wishful thinking of mine…but i choose to remain hopeful. Keeping my fingers crossed and looking forward for the day to come where i will be lucky enough to open the door to a public loo in my country* and get impressed with its cleanliness. (*i was impressed with the Korean and Italian’s public loo – very well-kept and clean in general)
*Be warned. My posting is written randomly. Thus, the flow of it might be too random for good…there is in fact, no flow…. a bit here and there pieces of my thought along the way as I typed.
Friends…..they have always been a vital part of my life. My sister and dad always refer me as a very sociable gal, with scheduled packed with endless activities now and then.
There are friends that for sharing the good times, some for sharing the bad times….I mean, you might be very close someone, spending a great amount of time together, but when it comes to hardship- you actually go to another person. It’s just happened that way. No solid reason why it is so.
And some friends that in order for you to preserve/maintain the friendship..you need to minimize your interaction with. Personally, I prefer an open friendship/relationship… As pointed out by a few friends of mine, I have the tendency (always) to talk freely and randomly…without filtering what should be said or what shouldn’t be. Guilty as charged, I do have a big mouth…huge one…. I don’t have the intention to gossip or spread rumours, but I enjoy talking freely and sharing information with others. Perhaps that make it a gossiping too?? Anyone care to enlighten me…the real definition of GOSSIP?
It bug me that some people are way too sensitive (according to my standard) or dependent on me. I have this thing called commitment phobia.Do one need to report to me daily on his or her whereabouts? No thank you. Not even if you’re a kid my nephews’ or niece’s ages (For the record, the oldest kid just celebrated his 8th year old birthday). But I appreciate it if you respond once being asked. If only the kids could read and understand this post – TJX, TWJ, TWZ, TTA…. is that understood?? :p
I’m trying my very best to put an end to something that has bugged me recently. Though I have doubts on how well I will keep my mouth sealed. The mighty, righteous me…hahahahaa…. it wasn’t cool..but I couldn’t resist the temptation of speaking my mind, and confronting whoever that I felt wronged me…only those I care lar… else, I don’t bother :p
Following is an ass story ;p a life lesson story….
Thanks to OPC for forwarding me this story. Though not first time come across this story, this time around..it’s timely to come across this story again at this point of my life. Especially since I was (past tense) bugged by some people recently. Take you less than 5 minutes to read through… check it out….
This is one of the best and most useful stories I have read in years. What a life lesson.
One day a farmer’s donkey fell down into a well..
The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do.
Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway;it just wasn’t worth it to retrieve the donkey.
He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone’s amazement he quieted down.
A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing.
He would shake it off and take a step up..
As the farmer’s neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up.
Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well, and happily trotted off!
Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a stepping stone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.
Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. To Forgive.
3. Free your mind from worries – Most never happen..
4. Live simply and appreciate what you have.
5. Give more and Expect less.
NOW … Enough of that crap. The donkey later came back, and bit the farmer who had tried to bury him. The gash from the bite got infected and the farmer eventually died in agony from septic shock.
MORAL FROM TODAY’S LESSON:
When you try to cover your ass, it always comes back to bite you.
Finally, I’ve managed to complete my very first full marathon. It took me almost 7 hours to complete the 42.195km, slow by most standards, yet I am glad I did it. 7 hours of fun and joy, sweats n pain. Gosh…get interrupted while I was writing this entry. Sometimes I really feel sick of ‘babysitting’ my colleagues. I feel bad that I can’t smile sincerely to her/him, but they’re really getting under my skin with their endless queries that shouldn’t be asked in the first place. OMG!! I really beh tahan leh… apa pun nak tanya saya… everything is stated clearly in the form… isi saje lah…. *geleng kepala* *geleng kepala*..
It was funny, how this post end up this way. It is supposed to capture some personal accomplishment of mine, of completing a full marathon (big deal :p)… perhaps, some other time, another entry for that…. better get back to work and cool down….
It’s been a while since I completed a cross-stitch. It was amazing how the back stitch transform the ‘picture’ into a different dimension…more defined and detailed…
This ‘picture’ of a couple (bride and groom) in Chinese traditional costumes are meant to be a wedding gift for a dear friend who tied the knot in mid March 2011. However, I did not manage to finish it on time, and only managed to get it done last Friday (April 8). Bet she will love it!! Check out the couple’s initials on the head gears 😀
Received a shocking news this morning regarding a fellow colleague that passed away last evening. My condolences go to his family, especially his wife and their young children. May M. rests in peace!
Once again, a sudden passing of someone we know, reminds us that at time, life is difficult…life is precious and do treasure life and people around us. To all my family and friends, I love you!! (Cheesy….but sincere *wink**wink*)