Hi,

Thank you for dropping by. I'm am currently away in Boogie Land. I have limited or no access to my blog at the moment. My modem at home is not cooperating and at work I have limited brain activity for anything non-work related.

Please contact the hubby if there's anything urgent. If not, I will contact you when I'm back from Boogie Land.

Thanks and have a nice day.

The hubby's luck

The hubby can't stop talking about this. He won RM300 from the weekly contest Shell is having. If you check the Shell website for last week's winner you'll see his name there. He keeps going on and on and on about how lucky he is. He boasted about the time he won RM100 from a Jacob contest 8 years ago, and how he won RM6 after buying a RM3 lottery ticket (fuiyoh... that's so amazing hor).

He keeps going on about how lucky he is this time to win RM300 and how unlucky I am for not winning anything before. Only 300 people in the whole of Malaysia will win every week, you know! And he keeps boasting and boasting about it, even sent me a snapshot of the Shell website with his name as one of the winners there. He said when the cheque comes, he wants me to take a photo of him posing with the cheque and publish it on my blog.

A few days later, his car's air conditioning broke down. He got it fixed. And how much did it cost him?

RM300.

Very lucky hor~~~~

The driving lessons

Last weekend, we took the sister to Bayan Lepas to learn how to drive. I make a totally lousy driving instructor. I'm more panicky then the already panicky sister learning how to drive. The first time I let my sister drive, it was just around Bayswater carpark. I sat in front, hands gripping onto the dashboard in front of me,  screaming, "Break... Break.. BREAK!!!"

Last weekend, the hubby become her driving instructor and I sat behind. I was clinging onto the seat in front. All I kept saying was, "Break... Break... BREAK!!!!" My hands were sweating, my feet was sweating. Darn, my butt was sweating in cold sweat!!!

The hubby was so calm, giving the sister precise instructions, "I want you to go straight and turn left". I was so petrified, closing my eyes countless times. After driving around Bayan Lepas area, the hubby then instructed her to drive to Goldcoast to have dinner at Hammerbay. I was, "Har?? We are going to the main roads??!!" I put on my seat belt.

I was TERRIFIED. Factory buses were behind and beside us, horning away. Motorbikes and cars overtook us on our left and right. We were on the highway driving at 30kmph. The hubby and the sister were strangely calmer than me.

Amazingly, we reached our destination in one piece. And when the hubby came out, his hands were extremely pink and he looked weak. Apparently during the whole entire driving lesson, he was gripping onto the handbar, holding onto his dear life. It was just a macho calm act he was putting on. I'm willing to bet that his butt was wet with cold sweat as well.

Next driving lesson is next week. I need one week to recover.  : )

Same bloggy, new address

Like a breath of fresh air. :)

Moving the bloggy

I'm going to change my bloggy address in a few days times. If you wanna continue following the bloggy, email me. Otherwise, there are always ways to find stuff on the net.

Goodbye Mindy's Ramblings. The more you grow up, the less innocent you become.

The absense

I don't blog so much anymore. There are a few reasons why.

1. Ever since I took a management role, I felt like I shouldn't expose myself so much anymore. I mean, a leader of a team should always appears to be capable of everything right? What if my team discovers I'm a human being who makes mistakes, who has her ups and downs? Would I appear weak in their eyes? Would they realize that I don't always have the right answers all the time?
2. Something happened recently which threw me into a state of depression. People don't generally talk about being depressed. Maybe because it's foreseen as being weak. Because strong people would never be depressed right? 
3. My blog has always been for light humour reading. Lately, I'm find it hard to find the humourous side. Therefore, I blog less. To the point I'm thinking of stopping.
4. I made a stupid mistake of sharing my blog to a person whom I no longer want to have anything to do with. I'm considering changing to another blog. I know it sounds childish, but that person only brings pain into my life and the people around me.

To answer 1), managers do feel tired. Managers do feel like quiting at times. Managers get demoralized. Managers do make mistakes. Managers are just like everybody else. But managers have to fake it until they make it. Managers have to pull everything and everybody together despite what they are feeling.

Regarding 2), I'm depressed. I cried everyday for a week. I came back bitter and angry. People say, it's okay and I shouldn't be sad. The ones who understand better asked me to cry as much as I wanted to. And even though I told people I didn't want to talk about it, some still made the effort to continue talking to me to check whether I'm okay. For that, I shall always be grateful. Because sometimes, a person in grief is a person who feels so alone. And it helps when somebody tells you they are still there.

I think we all deserve to kick and scream, drown in self pity and feel sorry for yourself. Cry your heart out. Be depressed all you want. As long as it's not permanent. As long as you recover in the end. If I want to cry, I shall cry all I want. I know there are worst situations out there, but it doesn't mean I do not have the right to feel sad.

Everybody gets depressed now and then in life. A lot of people I know admit they went through a state of depression. I do not see it as a weakness. It's part of going through the different phase in life. And when you come out of the depression, you've earned another of life's victory badge to wear.

But hey, if I can survive the Boogie, I can survive this. Same goes to you Genny. You will survive too. :)

Goals in life

Everybody has a list of things that want to do in life. People ask me, Don't you want to buy a bigger car? Do you dream of getting a house one day?

I admit that I have a list of things that I want to achieve. Why? Because if I can and have the opportunity, I want to try. I don't want to give up without a fight. However if you ask me, what is your goal in life? My answer is this.

It's not to earn the highest position in my career.
It's not to get a bigger house.
It's not to get a bigger car.
It's not to travel around the world.
It's not to have a list where I need to cross off all the items before I reach 30, or 40 or 50.

However,

If I can grow old holding Yin How's hands everyday.
If I can have a few children who will visit us every weekend with my grandchildren.
If I and all my loves ones can live life healthily without any traumatic experience.

I would be fully contented in life. And it doesn't matter what I did or not not achieve in life. Because at the very end, it doesn't matter how big your house is, or how much you achieved in your youth. What matters in the end is that you get the luxury of waking up every morning to see your love one beside you, and that every now and then the doorbell rings with your love ones coming in to fill the house with warmth and laughter.

Yin How and I recently forgot how to hold hands because we were too busy with everything else. When I look back, all the things I was stressed out about a week ago just seems so meaningless.

Now, all we can do is to hold hands and each other. And I'm glad that I have his hands to hold.

Last year, we did this to our boss.

Last year, my dear boss got prank

No matter how high ranking a person is in an organization, in the outside world that person is just like any other person. A father, a son, a husband, a brother, a friend to someone out there.


And you'll be really surprised that if you spend time getting to know that person over lunch or dinner, that person no longer is intimidating. He is just another person like you.

The higher you go up the ladder, the lonelier it gets. That person reaches out, yet hardly anyone wants to reach back. One employee makes the effort to say Hi just for the sake of wanting to say hello. 

Yet, it's so hard for most.

(I know this is an utterly boring post, but I'm just very frustrated right now)

Eat, sleep and be beautiful

Dear Genny,

Your hideous caterpillar has finally turned into a beautiful butterfly a few days ago. I saw it in the morning before I went to work and I let it free. Such a simple thing of nature brightened up my day. :)

I wouldn't mind being a butterfly. You start life eating the whole day. Then you turn into a cocoon and sleep. And when you wake up, you turn into a beautiful beautiful, fly off, find a mate and be merry.

Eat, sleep, and wake up beautiful. What else could be better?

Happy 1st day of the year~~~