Purrs & Hisses

Thought for today

Dibalik segala duka tersimpan hikmah

Yang bisa kita petik pelajaran

Dibalik segala suka tersimpan hikmah

Yang kan mungkin bisa jadi cobaan...

My horoscope for the day...

... interestingly reads:

Too late? It's never too late. Second chances abound, especially when it comes to your health. So if you've been wanting to take up jogging, quit smoking or start eating better, the time is now.

-> Like yea-huh! The 8-or-so days in the hospital somewhat opened my eyes to what’s wise and what’s not in life, mmmhmmmmmm

Some bossy types might be in the mood to get up in your grill about 'the right way' to do things, but remind yourself that there's a way to confidently hold your ground without turning it into trench warfare. Normally you have no fear in staking your claim and calling a spade a spade, but things could get heated under the current celestial influence.

->  Roighttt... With all the things that’s been happening around me lately... This seems to be an apt thought for me to ponder over, mmmhmmmmm

I kid you not--this past week has brought about a miscellany of emotions taking over me: shock, frustration, anger, disbelief, heartbreak, lost, panic... But thanks to the kindness of my true friends, I’m holding up just fine. Someone even reminded me about the sweet law of Karma: what goes around comes around. As the Malay saying goes: “Hari ni hari dia... Esok hari kita pula”

And you know what? I received news today that made me and my mates smile with relief  ;)  Am sworn to secrecy right now, but I promise to divulge the details as soon as everything’s settled.

Life IS sweet, after all.

Catfight

Had a fallout with a dear friend today. Let's just call her Missy. At the end of it all, Missy slapped me with a big, fat label that screams "HYPOCRITE," supporting this notion with "You go to others and bitch behind my back."

I ain't gonna deny that I have, more often than not under fury, gone to our mutual friends to relieve myself of any frustrations towards Missy. This, because I have learnt that keeping things inside is truly unhealthy and should be avoided at all costs. But I never demand for my listeners to take sides. No no, that's juvenile. Rather, I'm the sort who needs to spill my mind to make more sense of things--tis easier to digest stuff that way. Sometimes, MOST of the time, I need an outsider's perspective. Because in the ring, it is tough for you and the Versus to see just how great/badly you've done.

Now, my question to the world is: would you equate venting out anger with bitching? Should I say "shame on me" for not bottling up negativities? Do I deserve the daunting ugliness of adding "hypocrite" to my self-description?

Opinions very much welcome and appreciated.

La dolce vita?

Refreshing. That's what I've got to say about "Under The Tuscan Sun" which stars Diane Lane. Yes yes tis a total chick flick, but hey, I AM a chick after all  ;P  Man, I wish I could just move to beautiful Tuscany as well. When oh when will I get to be blown away by the winds of Italy or Spain or Sudamerica? Sigh.

"Life offers you a thousand chances...All you have to do is take one" reads the line on the DVD cover. Chances and risks I have taken LOADS. My mind wanders, to all the people whom I came across recently, as well as further back in the past. My exes in particular. Oh how the experiences wisened me up somewhat, all thanks to them. But then again... I truly sahut what Diane Lane screams out in the movie: WHY DOES LOVE MAKE US SO STUPID?

Ah, the eternal struggle with Il Amore, El Amor, L'Amour. Sometimes I wonder why we all bother. We only lose ourselves, really. It's not like Love is the most important thing in the world. I mean, though not a perfect one, gotta admit tat I'm one of those whose life has been sweetly blessed*, and for me to not scream out "la dolce vita!" daily would be the epitome of an ungrateful human being.

*I have my futsal. I have my family. I have my mates. I have my cats. I could use with more loot, yes, but the formers are stuffs aplenty to fill up my days and nites with. Heck, sometimes, even, it seems like there's just not enough hours in the day for me to inhale/exhale! So who's got the luxury of time for love, anyways?

But that's just it. There's NEVER enough time. We just have to make the effort and set life's priorities straight. And you can kid yourself all you want, but at the end of it all, I reckon Love IS the most important thing in the world. Even if you're the kind who's allergic to romance and the mere thought of holding hands and other like PDAs make your stomach churn. Bottom line is, a homosapien's basic want and need: companionship. Someone who gets you, and whom you will get. Someone who will bear witness to and share your living--so that you won't waste away by just merely existing without feeling.

Someone. That's what I'm craving for.

Curse curse curse loneliness. But, hey, I guess what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

And curse this mushy-me lately. Withdrawal symptom, lah! I NEED TO PLAY FUTSAL. Hopefully I'll be recuperated enough by next week.

P/S: Jojo, miss ya bro. Perhaps us singletons should go "shopping" together? hehe  ;)

Once Bitten...

While the rest of KL was suffocating in the haze last week, yours truly was admitted into the spital. We're talkin EIGHT whole days here, people! Am now extra sensitive and ultra-paranoid-it's-so-ain't-funny to anything that flies as my current biggest fear is gettin bitten once more by another aedes mossie. DENGUE IS NO JOKE, PEOPLE. For days late last week, I couldn't keep anything down--not food, nor water. And as such, my platelets plummeted to 27... at which point I seriously thought I wasn't gonna make it. Alhamdulillah, I got through the torture, thanks to the countless blessings and well-wishes from those dearest to me. MUCHAS GRACIAS, MERCI BEAUCOUP, TERIMA KASIH & THANK YOU

Anyways, I was discharged yesterday. Am supposed to perap meself at home and just recuperate, but dude! I've been SOOOOOO bored and have been craving to see the new Dian Sastro movie. Not ma fawlt--they kept teasin me with the trailer EVERY SINGLE DAY when I was lying on that spital bed. Plus, it features my current musical obsession, "Menanti Sebuah Jawaban" by Padi. Loooooooooooovvvveeeeee that song! Nways, biasa lah cerita Indo... Sure stok cintan tak ingat dunia, hehe. Sucky part? Now the loneliness kicks in, boo-hoo  :(

The worst thing? I know I'm missing someone so. But that's the problem. He remains just a "someone" whom I have yet to get to know. Sigh.

Okay, am lesu oredy. Hasta luego.