Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

unpretty

during days when i don't look so pretty, people ignore me.




on days where i look like a million dollars, heads turn, doors are opened and eye balls follow.



this is a superficial world, no doubt.



i had my fair share of head turning experiences to know when it does not happen on unpretty days..

Saturday, February 25, 2012

this a piece that was never published

Dear Me,

How have you been? It has been a while since we last spoke, last communicated. It has been a while since we last felt each other’s warmth breath and soft embrace. I missed you, more so today than yesterday. And definitely more when ‘morrow comes as with today.
Enough of the pleasantries.. now tell me, what happened? All these time that we are not in touch, I kept wondering what happened to us? I could not pinpoint the exact time that we drifted, the specific moment or event that took a wrong turn. What happened? Was it internal, external? Was it inflicted, caused or made? How did we drift so far apart without knowing? What happened?

Remember when we used to be one? Used to have so many aspirations, so many wants and wishes and so many ambitions? How we wanted to help make life better for ourselves, family, for society, for people who matter? Remember how we were so afraid of losing sight of goodness and charity in the pursuit of success and wealth? Remember the thoughts we pen down? Remember this circa 2009?

“it worries me. that in the pursuit of a career, a successful career, that i will somehow forget or lose sight about the things i want to do. help i want to offer and comfort i wish to give to those in dire need. satisfactions that i wish to get from seeing someone else's lips curve into a smile, whispers of 'thanks' escaping the mouths of those receiving. gratitude and appreciation in the eyes of the less fortunate. i wish to give, but i'm afraid that i will be too caught up with life and neglect those more in need than i will ever be. i wish that i will never forget this responsibility i put upon my shoulders, to carry out the duty of a civilian, helping another civilian in need. i hope i will always remember... every little act of kindness matters.”

I hope that it is not too late to write to you now. I hope that it is not too late to realize the ambition we once had and to relive the fire and wants now. I hope that we could reconnect and re-synergize. I hope that we could become one again, I hope that I won’t lose you anymore, I hope that you will respond and talk to me again.. I hope that the me 3 years ago could come back to be with the me today..

Lost and wondering,
Me Too

Saturday, August 13, 2011

of age and skimpiness

visits to the gym always enlighten me. tai-tais that look like a million dollar, so polished and working out hard. aunties that look like they just punch out of the Accountant's Office, mismatched clothings and waiting for the next Body Combat class. giggly girls, pretty, young, hot and otherwise, some seem composed, others look too much to impress.

makes me wonder.. one pays so much for a premium gym but is clueless on appropriate dress codes. this is what i would like to term as 'victims of situations'. maybe they JUST don't know better. skimpy or otherwise, appropriateness is the basic level before we even go skimpy.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

have you found your fight?

i seem to have this habit to write on Sundays. inspiration so to speak, to speak my mind.. time of the week to indulge and interact with all the thoughts, big or small, that have all been residing in my head. related or not, coherent or otherwise.

today's indulgence is to question a fight. your fight. my fight. our fight, together. their fight.

what do you fight for? what do you fight against? what do you think people should fight for, or should let go off?

there are so many things happening at the same time. massacre, earth quake, artist dying, your neighbour having a divorce, your best friend not talking to you, the schools in your hometown not having proper buildings, classrooms.. animals abused, trees being chopped off, technology work hand in hand with pollutants to kill Mother Earth.. just to name a few.

we can feel bad for all the bad things that are happening to other people, near or far. but feeling bad, pity, regret, compassion and whatnot can mean so much more if one were to take action and fight for a cause, don't you think? standing up for a cause and taking tangible actions should be cultivated. like how we are encouraged to save 10% of our salary every month, we should maybe dedicate 10% of our time to champion a cause, some causes.



have you found your fight? i am still looking.. i hope i don't have to look too long, or too far.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

the one on dad..

now that dad is no longer here. my home is more peaceful. less fights, less tension, mostly trivial. and also, scarily, i don't want to think that it has turned superficial. strong emotions stem from genuine care and concern, deep and much love.

i miss him nevertheless.

RIP Dad, i still wonder.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

anyone can play, not everyone is a winner

when you are the player, you are then not the linesman. players are not keen to be stopped when they cross the lines. players are not the ones drawing the lines anyways.


when you play, make sure you play smart so as to not get caught by the linesman..

Friday, January 7, 2011

it's good to hug, you know why? then people can come tell me 'eh what happened Karen? you lost so much weight since the last time i saw you. when i hugged you, it felt like you've shrunk!'



i wonder why have i shrunk?

Friday, December 10, 2010

the one on lemons

there is often no definite right or wrong answers in life. there is always a choice, if not choices. i think i can go to the extend of saying everything can be decided in accordance to a choice, or against an option. even when a terrorist points a gun to your head, threatening you to do something, you can choose to do it or not. it's a choice.

so when friends made passing remarks about my boobs, i often laugh with 'em. then almost quite regularly i will recap on what happened and re-evaluate the comments. 'should i flip? was he being rude? was he being sexist? it wasn't disrespectful, was it? hmmmm' all these thoughts will then flood my head.

a recent example is when a friend casually commented about me having to go for interviews and that the interviewer will probably be focusing on you-know-where, rather than looking into my eyes, if he was a male. honestly, i was quite taken aback when i hear that. firstly, i don't think my assets are that big a deal to make such impact (unless of course i show up for interview in low cut blouse complemented with push-up bra) and secondly, quite naively it didnt occur to me the subject of opposites attract, u know? male interviewing female candidates. i was focussed on it being a formal thing, employer to potential employee rather than male vs female encounter. the raw feeling of my hearing that was uneasiness, bordering at anger. 'did he just referred to me as a piece of meat to be auctioned? flesh on displayed to be ogled at and sold to the highest bidder?' and thankfully before my vicious conscience is able to feed my anger anymore, the other voice inside of me whispered 'hey, it's not like that. it's better to have assets than to have nothing at all. it's better to have been accepted to fill a position than be unemployed with the bills piling.' right..? right......!



so you see, i can make use of the situation to my advantage, or i can fight it and resist acknowledgement. but why make life so hard when it's supposed to be easier given the lemons?

'when life gives you lemon, you make lemonade!' right...? right!


ps: having blogged this, i sincerely think that none of my interviewers gawked at my lemons. and i'm pretty sure that i do not have to thank my lemons for the job that i've secured.

pps: before you start imagining (or worse, speculating..), my lemons are of decent Malaysian girls' size. it's urm, more outstanding coz of my small frame.

ppps: this is my view, and my views only. i'm not saying it is okay to make use of assets(whatever it is that you have) to secure a job/get something a person wants. kthxbai

Saturday, November 20, 2010

the business of pleasure

ever thought of asking for payment after sex? or maybe negotiate on the payment before sex? no, i'm not citing a transaction between a whore and a customer. not the typical business transaction between two individuals engaging in the business of pleasure. what i'm saying is merely a suggestion on how to inject spice into your sex lives.

give it a thought. play the role of a dirty whore, when you know 'somehow' you're being paid for your service, you'll assume the role of the temptress, the sex goddess (perhaps you could 'charge' RM10,000 per night) and deliver the kind of 'service' a high class escort of RM10,000/night will deliver. the control, the confidence, the power over the man paying you.. the eagerness. of course, it's a make-believe confidence and make-believe role-play. but, if you allow yourself to let loose and immerse fully into the role that you are playing, you'll be in for surprises.. minx aren't born, they are made.

it's not hard to spice up mundane sex lives, really. just takes a little bit of imagination, a little enthusiasm, a little adventure and a very hungry mind.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

CEO of J.P Morgan Fantastic reply to a Pretty Girl

MINDBLOWING THOUGHT PROCESS!!!

A young and pretty lady posted this on a popular forum:

Title: What should I do to marry a rich guy?

I'm going to be honest of what I'm going to say here. I'm 25 this year. I'm very pretty, have style and good taste. I wish to marry a guy with $500k annual salary or above. You might say that I'm greedy, but an annual salary of $1M is considered only as middle class in New York. My requirement is not high. Is there anyone in this forum who has an income of $500k annual salary? Are you all married?

I wanted to ask:
what should I do to marry rich persons like you? Among those I've dated, the richest is $250k annual income, and it seems that this is my upper limit. If someone is going to move into high cost residential area on the west of New York CityGarden(?), $250k annual income is not enough.

I'm here humbly to ask a few questions:
Where do most rich bachelors hang out? (Please list down the names and addresses of bars, restaurant, gym)
Which age group should I target?
Why most wives of the riches is only average-looking? I've met a few girls who doesn't have looks and are not interesting, but they are able to marry rich guys.
How do you decide who can be your wife, and who can only be your girlfriend? My target now is to get married)

Ms. Pretty


Awesome reply:

Dear Ms. Pretty,

I have read your post with great interest. Guess there are lots of girls out there who have similar questions like yours.
Please allow me to analyse your situation as a professional investor. My annual income is more than $500k, which meets your requirement, so I hope everyone believes that I'm not wasting time here.

From the standpoint of a business person, it is a bad decision to marry you. The answer is very simple, so let me explain. Put the details aside, what you're trying to do is an exchange of "beauty" and "money": Person A provides beauty, and Person B pays for it, fair and square.

However, there's a deadly problem here, your beauty will fade, but my money will not be gone without any good reason. The fact is, my income might increase from year to year, but you can't be prettier year after year. Hence from the viewpoint of economics, I am an appreciation asset, and you are a depreciation asset. It's not just normal depreciation, but exponential depreciation. If that is your only asset, your value will be much worried 10 years later. By the terms we use in Wall Street, every trading has a position, dating with you is also a "trading position". If the trade value dropped we will sell it and it is not a good idea to keep it for long term - same goes with the marriage that you wanted. It might be cruel to say this, but in order to make a wiser decision any assets with great depreciation value will be sold or "leased".

Anyone with over $500k annual income is not a fool; we would only date you, but will not marry you. I would advice that you forget looking for any clues to marry a rich guy. And by the way, you could make yourself to become a rich person with $500k annual income. This has better chance than finding a rich fool.

Hope this reply helps. If you are interested in "leasing" services, do contact me...

signed,
J.P. Morgan

Sunday, October 17, 2010

perception

i somehow have this perception that when you label yourself to belong to a certain category, you're giving others a chance to have a pre-judgment about who you are.

for example: if i were to describe myself as 'sexy, funny as hell, entrepreneur, smooth talker, witty and humourous', people who dont know me will have an expectation of the real me being like as per description. takes a whole lotta fun out of exploring what the other has to offer, dont u think? bt it does help to make things simpler, in the sense you knw what to expect, you subconsciously adapt to behave to how that person is said to be, and it makes the process of getting to really knw the other person much less work.. as most part has been said, just the actual experiencing that persona is yet/soon to happen.



do i make sense? u hear me? this is so coherent to me, pls tell me it is to u too.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

smell the coffee yet?

By Stanley Koh

COMMENT
It turns out that the government you voted in will not hold your hand to see you through hard times. Instead, it will make sure to add to your suffering because that is the easiest way it can avoid going bankrupt.
Barisan Nasional has apparently decided that the time has come to remove or cut subsidies — the kind of subsidies that poor people depend on, not the kind enjoyed by big corporations and monopolistic suppliers of utilities and infrastructural support.So what is the use of a government that will eagerly shake your hand during election time but will not hesitate to pull the rug from under your feet when it needs to save itself?Few believe that the removal of subsidies on essential food items and fuels can save the Malaysian government from possible bankruptcy. If it does go bankrupt, it will be because it has failed to cleanse a corrupt system.
It is better for Malaysians to be rich and to control a bankrupt government than to be poor and controlled by a corrupt government. Many countries have rich citizens with bankrupt governments.
You do not need an economist to tell you that RM100 in Malaysia today does not buy as much as it did last year.
In what we may call the Malaysian Misery Index, we can see that food prices have been spiralling upwards for years. For example, fresh tenggiri, which was RM13.23 a kilo in 1997, now costs RM40 a kilo. A roasted duck cost RM13.47 in 1997, but is now at least RM38. And Malaysians have become used to the doubling in price of some food items during festive seasons.
Most Malaysians do not expect the situation to improve. Food prices will continue to go up and there is little hope that they will come down again.
Two years ago, the BN government announced that it had set up a US$1.25 billion fund to increase food production and that it was targeting 100% self-sufficiency in rice consumption. What has happened to the fund and the target?Nevertheless, the escalation in food prices is only one of the financial worries of most Malaysians. Other worries include the general cost of living, salary changes and debts.

Double whammy
When the GST (goods and services tax) is fully implemented in 2011, it will be a double whammy for poor and middle-income households, pensioners, the unemployed and single parents.
Some have argued that imposing GST on Malaysian does not make much economic sense when only 6.8% of the population are taxpayers and a large majority earn low incomes. Furthermore, it is acknowledged that most of us are paying hidden taxes in highway tolls and electricity tariffs.
Indeed, the future looks bleak.Yet, quite a number of us are gullible enough to think that the government will protect consumers. Are we not being stupid? Isn't it better to be wiser and brace for tougher times ahead?
Instead of believing the promises of a government that has a dismal performance record, we should believe the law of inflation, which says, “Whatever goes up will go up some more.”
Ronald Reagan once described inflation as a violent mugger, a threatening armed robber and a deadly hit man. In the Malaysian context, that is an apt description not of inflation, but of the BN government’s behaviour and policies.
Unlike grey hair or extra pounds, inflation, Malaysian-style, does not sneak in gradually. One of the outstanding characteristic of our government is that it can cause inflation to explode overnight, such as when an official makes a snappy and stupid policy decision on pricing.
So how do we fight the inflation of food prices?
Economists generally agree that the average Malaysian household spends about 75% of its income on food. Food price hikes will therefore have an adverse impact upon disposable income and force us to make a lifestyle change.

To fight inflation
Here are some of the things we can do:
· Stop eating at expensive restaurants.
· Boycott traders, hypermarkets and hawker stalls that charge unreasonable prices.
· Shop intelligently for value and do not be too impressed by branding.
· Work out a budget before buying. Look out for special sales.
· Prevent wastage by not buying more than you can eat.
· Tell friends and acquaintances about shops that charge excessively.
· Avoid buying expensive beverages or foodstuff and find alternatives for nutritional value.
· Boycott chained markets and fast-food joints. They are monopolised by a few large companies and can therefore raise prices at whim.

When inflation reached a six-year high at the end of 2005, even the price of the humble bean sprout went up by 10 sen a kilo. Reason: A gunnysack of beans went up from RM75 to RM135.
Today, even death is becoming exorbitant. The cost of cremation is expected to rise soon from RM100 to anything between RM200 and RM300.Perhaps economist Milton Friedman was right when he said, “If you put the federal government in charge of the Sahara desert, in five years there will be a shortage of sand.”
Malaysians do not take the official Consumer Price Index (CPI) seriously. They know it does not accurately reflect price rises in essential foodstuffs.
Many suspect that the government uses it as an instrument to deceive the public into thinking that things are hunky-dory when they are not. The government develops statistics so that the inflation-weary public would direct its hostility towards businesses, and not blame official mismanagement.The average household consumption expenditure over the last 20 years has increased by 181.8%. In 1973, it was RM412. By 1993-94, it had gone up to RM1,161. In 1999, it touched RM1,631.
According to Prof Lim Teck Ghee, real household income has been growing, but at the snail-pace rate of 0.9% per year. More than half of the population are in the low-income category. Today, a family of five spends 50% to 60% of household income on food compared with 20% in 1998 and 15% in 1988. Not long ago, there was official acknowledgement that 95% of families are finding it hard to cope with the rise in food prices.
In fact, the biggest failure of the Ninth Malaysia Plan is that it did not help Malaysians improve their quality of living. Inflation, whether it is imported or locally generated, raises the cost of living and lowers the quality of living.
When five out of 10 Malaysians are prone to mental problems and other disorders due to the pressures involved in trying to support their families, it is time for the government to wake up.

'Why not change the government?'
In 2006, when Najib Tun Razak was Deputy Prime Minister, he asked Malaysians to change their lifestyle in the face of the rising cost of living. A blogger by the name of Chong wrote in response: “Perhaps, the prime minister should have done some simple calculations himself. People like us basically have no lifestyle, just merely surviving with our earnings. So how are we going to change (our lifestyle)? “Inflation has gone up 4.5% (and above) and the government is pushing the cost of living higher by increasing electricity tariffs, but our income remains the same.”
Others felt it would be easier to change the government than to change a non-existent lifestyle.
“Instead of listening to Najib asking us to change,” one critic remarked, “why not we change the government at the next general election?”
To me, that makes a lot of sense. Any government that is willing to build air-conditioned toilets around a city at more than RM100,000 each has no business planning a national economy.
When such a government decides to cut subsidies, many of us will wonder whether the so-called “savings” will instead go towards more majestic arches, fanciful lampposts, refurbishments of VIP residences, luxurious government bungalows and fruitless overseas trips by ministers.
Any government that stands accused of having wasted RM320 billion in 20 years — through corruption, wastage and mismanagement — definitely does not deserve to be re-elected.



This article was written by the head of research unit at MCA, for once i was happy,to see such writing with facts which most malaysian were blinded from, although it seems so far from a change. Me personally since I got back were sick of this 1Malaysia campaign. Having travel the world this campaign is to me no other than a new form of propaganda all over again.
Ed


food for thought people. have you registered as a voter? -karen

Monday, October 11, 2010

Thursday, September 30, 2010

young 'uns

do you take an active role in shaping the future generation?

do you see a teen, shake your head left and right before walking away, or will you actually approach, take up the responsibility of taking him/her under your guidance?



i try to care more, but sometimes i feel that it is redundant.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

have you given your best in the things you do?

if only everyone choose what they do carefully, then do what they choose passionately, work towards being the best in what they do tirelessly, we could be an advanced nation in no time.


too many people let chance happen, let fate decides, let nature rules and let the inner voice stay shut.

too many people follow

Monday, September 20, 2010

purposely accidental

i didnt do it on purpose.

but i accidentally recapped my life and hey.... i have always been the yellow one.



*gulp*


some things just dont change

Thursday, September 9, 2010

the only constant is change

Dear Karen,

Remember, you are but a tiny spec in the whole wide world. When part of your world dies, the humongous rest of the world goes on. Nothing stops. The very few who mourns with you feel you, understand you and see you. While another number tries to sympathize and support, they cannot fully understand how it must have felt like.

This is not an excuse. Make this a reason to be stronger. Noone needs to back down/give way just cause you mourn your loss at your own expense.

My conscience is telling me 'i told you so'.


Everyone grieves differently. You have better grieve in silence for the tears at night cannot justify the amount of guilt you should be feeling. RIP dad.

Monday, August 16, 2010

figmented

i am fidgety today. i have no idea why. it just doesn't feel right. self-help doesn't help. thus i spent quite alot of time writing multiple blog posts, tweeting and still, i am afraid that i am not heard, enough.

how should i put it? i want to interact with people. i love to hear what people think and see and do, how people will obviously react, or subconsciously behave. how people view certain taboo topics, opinions behind closed doors.

it's not so easy to meet people with the same wavelength as i do. what more people who get what i try to say, voice out. my (mostly)subtle injection of sarcasm in my conversation. you know, people who will just *snap* GET IT.

maybe it's just not that easy to encounter people who are not so rigid with their thinking and views. i'm all for strong opinions, hard-held beliefs, but i just think that one might see/learn/discover so much more if they allow the chance.



there is really no concrete point here. just figments of my thoughts.

inevitable

human nature, we resist changes. we make it hard for ourselves when the change is inevitable.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

oh my skirt

the unfortunate incident of a torn tight skirt.

was parked at Sunway to go to the bank. parking meter wasn't paid, 5 mins later, rushing and stopped the MPSJ from issuing a ticket. i didnt get a ticket. my skirt was torn.

proceed to go for an appointment, visited the housekeeping department at SUnway Medical, sewed my skirt.leaving from Sunway Medical, step into the car, stretched and skirt got torn again.

2nd visit to the bank, with torn skirt, signed some papers. lucky thing the hire-purchase officer is nice enough to sponsor me a file as cover. (lucky thing slit at the back wasnt so high as to show my ass, but almost)


LOL life's like that huh? becareful what you put on before stepping out of the house, huh.. lol