Monthly Archives: April 2007


When I was in primary school, my English language skill was terrible and I was not doing well in school.  Fortunately or unfortunately I do not know, when I entered Standard 5, I had one really terrible teacher who always made fun of my bad English in front of my class and punished me for even the smallest mistakes.  

One day, she told me in front of the class, that I was so stupid that I was not fit to get even one “A” for the Year Five Assessment Exam.  I don’t know if she really hated me or just to challenge me. But I thank her all the same because this has started my linguistic revolution and evolution of sorts.  It was unfortunate for me to have been humiliated as such but it was fortunate for me as it made me determined to challenge her and proved her wrong.

I studied really hard from that moment on, and improved my learning methods and practiced my English diligently. Every day, I would pick a word from the dictionary and use it at least thrice a day, as well as use that word in my daily journal.  That was how I developed my love for writing. 

Oh did I tell you, I also got all As for my Year Five Assessment Exam and proven my teacher wrong.

I still do love to pick a word from the dictionary once in a while, after all those years.

Today, I found an interesting English word – spoonerism. Spoonerism means the transposition of usually initial sounds in a pair of words.  Here are some examples:

  • It is kisstomary to cuss [“customary to kiss”] the bride.

  • Is the bean dizzy [“dean busy”]?

  • Let me sew you to your sheet [“show you to your seat”].

  • When the boys come back from
    France, we’ll have the hags flung out [“flags hung out”]!

Here’s one I just thot of: I sit next! Hahaha just kidding, but go figure if you like 🙂


Brain cells, fat cells

I used to keep telling myself, just accept yourself as you are, because no matter what you do past the age of 35, it’s just like “brain cells come, brain cells go, fat cells are here to stay”.  But hey you know what, deep down I think being overweight does have a negative impact on my self-esteem and inner happiness.   What I am now – a 65 kg overweight 30 something – is just not the real me. I was still that 45 kg feather weight 21 year old inside!  

I think I have let myself down in many ways and at the top of my list is my self-esteem and inner happiness.  I think I was beginning to feel depressed lately, when my weight started to escalate from lack of vigorous physical activities – including exercise and sex-cercise.  Being celibate for a long time, even if by choice, certainly doesn’t help.  

Using the “5 why” method, I began to examine myself. Why am I beginning to feel depressed and loosing my self-esteem? Why? Because I don’t feel good about myself. Why? Because I do not like what I have become.  Why? Because I don’t look good? Why? Because I was overweight and have neglected my body. Why? Because I didn’t treat myself as a priority. That’s the root of the whole problem! My friend Femme Fatale was right when she said I don’t love myself enough.

I hate feeling depressed. To not feel depressed, I have to be very physically active. When I was climbing mountains, go-karting, running year in year out for Kuala Lumpur Rat Race and walking at The Malay Mail Big Walk, I was a lot happier and chirpy! I remember how good I felt every time I completed each climb and each race.  

I always tell people that I’m not competitive in nature, but deep down I think I actually am very “kiasu” as my best friend Belle of the Party always tell me, which I refused to believe for a long time . I was saying that I was non-competitive because I hate the pressure to perform and prove that I’m one the best if not the best, and the “not good enough” feeling I get when I’m not up to mark to make the cut.

Finally, I’m being honest with myself at this moment. Phew! That was a relief! 

After doing some figuring out using my six thinking hats, as a solution, I finally joined a gym over one week ago.  Hahaha being an outdoors person, I was not very keen on joining gyms. Denial. Denial. Denial. But I think this time I need it.  No more denial. Okay. End of denial. 

Guess what.  Not only that, I’ve also hired a personal trainer to make sure I achieve my goal of losing 10kg before my next birthday in November. It will be my KPI for 2007.  Now, that takes a real commitment.  My new mission statement for 2007: “add brain cells, lose fat cells!”

Ms Couch Potato

Hmmm from the way my personal trainer has been training me, I can see how he thinks this is hard work for him because of my body fat content. You can deep fry chicken with my fat.  Because I’m kiasu, I’d rather not tell *wink, wink* lest I lose face hahaha.  He even worked out a weight loss diet for me to make sure I lose weight. 

Omigod, my first three sessions with my personal trainer last week was hell on earth.  Really, it was sheer torture for someone who hasn’t exercised and sex-cercised for three years (ehem, this is not an exaggeration). I almost copped out of my personal training not for Belle of the Party’s consistent encouragement. She’s so sweet, she even rejoined the gym so that she can be my workout buddy.  This is even better than what a personal trainer can  do for you.  Thanks, Belle!

Insyaallah, with “istiqamah” or consistent I will get there.  I shall be healthier, fitter, stronger.

Men are like…

MEN, MEN, MEN….can’t live with em, can’t live without em!  Hehehe here’s sharing what I got in my e-mail inbox  today:

For all those men who say, Why buy a cow when you can get milk for free.  Here’s an update for you: Nowadays, 80% of women are against marriage, WHY? Because women realize it’s not worth buying an entire pig just to get a little sausage.

Men are like….

1. Men are  like ...Laxatives  .….. They  irritate the crap out of you.
2. Men are like.Bananas ……  The older they get, the less firm they are.
3. Men are like  ……Weather  Nothing can be done to change them.
4. Men are like .Blenders  You need One, but you’re not quite sure why.
5. Men are like …..Chocolate Bars  ….Sweet, smooth, & they usually head right for your hips.
6. Men  are like ….Commercials  ……. You can’t believe a word they say.
7. Men are like Department  Stores ….. Their clothes are always 1/2 off.
8. Men  are like …...Government Bonds  …. They take soooooooo long to mature.
9. Men are like  …..Mascara They usually  run at the first sign of emotion.
10. Men are like ..Popcorn …. They satisfy  you, but only for a little while.
11. Men are like Snowstorms  ….You never know when they’re coming, how many inches you’ll get or how long  it will last.
12. Men are like ……..Lava Lamps  …. Fun to look at, but not very bright.
13. Men are like Parking Spots . All the good ones are taken,  the rest are handicapped.