to be totally frank (i can't really be frank, can i? i am ms. me, and forever will be, not mr frank), i don't really subscribe to that belief. that when you leave this body, your soul survives and returnes in another physical form some time in the distant future. however, as impossible as the whole thing sounds to me, i am beginning to have my doubts.
yesterday, i witnessed with my very eyes, someone who is very eager to be on his way to his reincarnation. which is really strange, if you think about it, because he was not even dead yet. however, i sincerely believe that if he continues to practice his 'drive-like-a-drunken-ass' maneuvers, he is on the correct road to meet his maker, and very soon too.
this guy must have made his escape from las montanas' blog where he made a quick visit on monday. last night he was doing his magical lane-switching, squeezing-into-tight-spots and brake-every-2-seconds tricks again right in front of me. sorry fella, the audience wasn't impressed. infact, we were rather disappointed that the whole performance did not come to a crashing end. i was right behind him all the way home and my driver, aka HD, did not even have to perform any of those stunts. sheesh! makes you wonder why mr stunt driver had to do it in the first place.
today was one of those rare days where i had to attend a
over the years, many have asked me if i missed the corporate scene. but of course. you get to dress up everyday and look glamorous and important. nowadays, the only function that i get invited to and have the excuse to be all dolled-up will be for barbie's tea parties. i won't be a hypocritical asshole and say that i will give it all up again in the blink of an eye for the love and pleasure of being with my kids. you know kids. they can drive you insane sometimes. but a choice had to be made and i don't think i am the type who can look myself in the eyes if i have not done my best for them.
still, i think i made a pretty good trade. sometimes, like today, i get to put on my mascara, lip gloss, welcome back my stiletto heels and play the part of a corporate professional.
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How come got choice to put on corporate suit wan? What's d occassion?
so did that brake-tapping rub off on your DH too? since you were following close behind.
I'm sure you missed putting on the power suits. 1/2-45 minutes each morning, or longer. then dap on a little of that power skunk perfume... right?
That driver is nuts. But then, it's norm in our Malaysian roads. ;-(
Maybe it's fun putting on your corporate suit once in a while and think about the +ve aspects. But sitting down and thinking rationally, it's not that rosy with all the bickering, politics, migraine and deadlines. :-)
Hey, motherhood is no easier task compared with work, right?
i want to come back as a rich, spoilt brat!
corporate suits are cool, but I'd much prefer my jeans and tee at work! don't think I could go back to the real corporate kind of life, too... hmmm, how shall I put it? impersonal, I think. just another employee number.
dear vincent: that's something to think about, isn't it? but let's just live for this lifetime :-)
dear imd: 'bored' meeting mah. everybody must look professional.
dear lm: HD kept his distance. we watched it like a circus freak show.
i don't miss the 45mins dressing up, and the traffic jam bit. the perfume is nice though. i miss the interaction, the intelligent conversations and meeting people. i like barbie and friends, but they don't say much.
dear helen: yah, i know. sometimes i wonder if they just want some excitement in their life or what?!
i guess there is the +ve and -ve in all things. i don't mind deadlines but i can't stand politics. that's why, besides the suits, i put on the icy-est look, the 'don't-tell-me-your-story' look. actually, motherhood is even more difficult. cos you have human lives on your hand. how someone will turn out and affect the rest of the world is in a mother's hand. that is a lot of responsibility. you have done a very good job :-)
wuching: hey, you can start with the spoilt brat bit first and work on the rich part :-D
dear may: cold? yes. but there is the adrenalin and the kick from being involved in $$$$ dollar projects. but i'm as happy in my tees and jeans.
I beleive in reincarnation! i believe that I am a the reincarnation of Julius Ceasar.
dear ah pek: hmmmmm....i wonder if ah pek finished reading the entire post? read first line already jump into the comment box ah, ah pek? no short cut ah *wagging finger*
AhPek: Ahahaha! This time kena caught already!
ME: Whoa... Switching from Housewife mode to OL mode. *ZZZIINNNGGG!!!*
thats what i always believe, these drivers are going for reinC and i will usually give way.
hei why never join us on sat, we sure would love to see you in your power suit!!
If someone is hiding something from you, be it a problem, an issue, a document or something... Is it considered as cheating or lying?
dear ian..atchoo: shazam! i also do transformation to sexy pussycat, demure housewife, goody daughter and wild aunty:-)
dear fei: yes, better get out of the way in a hurry lest they pull you along.
huh? eh, i only knew of it post-event, from you guys' blog lah. nobody informed me also *lips pouting* then again, looking at the reviews, i'm mighty glad i didn't know. all those sweet young things there?! *pengsan*
dear titoki: are you asking me whether it's considered dishonest or are you asking me to categorise under one of the two?
if the former, i will say but of course, my dahhling. how can it not be?
if the latter, i don't see the difference.
why? you know something i don't? *grins*
ask ME go along in her powersuit? yah, watch out the flying power stiletos too! that one can kill man.
dear lm: instead of flying slippers, i have now advanced to flying stilletos ah? eh, i thought you have given up on the topic of my leg and all things attached? :-) *wobble wobble on stilleto heels and collapse*
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