Valentino Lace Fairy Shoes

Saw these crazy-pretty (and pretty crazy) fairy shoes on Pinterest yesterday. Instantly thought to myself: If I had somehow gotten married in a short wedding gown or had taken any of my on-the-wedding-day-pre-wedding couple shots in a short dress with a poof skirt, I'd have totally wished I had me one of these. After all, you can only get away with wearing one of these babies during a fashion show... or on your wedding day. HAHA.

New Obsession

Minute Maid Pulpy Orange Juice.

Tried it for the first time last Friday (thanks, Chatty Lass!) and just couldn't get it off my mind. I wanted more!! So The Husband and I took a drive to a nearby mall today, and he bought me two bottles of it. Haha.

Yes, those are ice chips you see floating on the surface. Not the ideal way to consume any sort of fruit juice, much less those with pulp, but... I just couldn't bear the thought of having to wait for it to cool in the refrigerator before taking a nice long swig of it. Patience is not my strongest virtue. Haha. Anyway, I think Peel Fresh can close shop already lah. Minute Maid Pulpy FTW!

So Not Made For Each Other

While I don't play Diablo III myself – I don't even see the fun in it – The Husband has been making me sit by his side every night just to watch him play. The man probably thinks it constitutes as "spending quality time" in his male psyche. *rolls eyes* Well, after 2 nights of watching him slay ugly-looking demons from the sidelines, I can safely conclude that I was not made to play this wretched game. I prefer Cut The Rope or Scramble to this any day, thank you. So here are three good reasons why Diablo III and I are just not made for each other:


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3 Reasons Why I Was Not Made To Play Diablo III
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1. I am super kiasi. I hate losing, I hate seeing my life level go down, and I hate dying. So what if I can be resurrected after a restart?? I don't want to die in the first place! >(

2. I am so kiasu I'll smash every crate, barrel and cart in sight to find gold, and then I'll waste time running around picking up every gold piece, weapon, armour and chipped jewel I can find... even if I don't need any of it. @_@

3. I am so kiam siap I would never spend hard-found gold to change the colour or design of anything cosmetic that doesn't improve my skills, bump up my armour, or make me stronger... though according to SOME people, looking good while fighting is important. -_-

Do Unto Others

"Do unto others what others have done unto you."

Is that what the Bible teaches us?

No.

Instead, it says in Luke 6:31:

"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."

Life would have been a whole lot easier if God had commanded His believers to do the former instead of the latter. I think that it would have been a whole lot fairer, too. Oh, what I would give to release my wrath on those who have been devils on Earth to me.


Fight fire with fire. Rub me the wrong way and I'll carpet burn the crap out of you. Make my life hell and I'll make you wish you were in hell cos that would be a heck of a lot better than the life you're left with to live after I'm done with you. Think that's bad? Oh... I'm just getting warmed up.

Cos I'll tell you this:

I'm naturally headstrong, I'm highly choleric

and I can hold grudges that last until forever.

So if I was left to my own devices, I'd be the kind of girl you wouldn't want to mess with. I'll make you regret ever doing anything to hurt or harm me and the people I love. Cos I'll make you pay for whatever sh*t you throw at me and them... pressed down, shaken together, running over. >(


BUT... I choose to leave Vengeance, Bitterness and Hatred behind when I decided to follow my Saviour. Even so, that doesn't mean I don't fight human nature every day. It's tough being smiley, and kind, and gracious, and understanding when there are people out there who are all out to back stab, bitch, slight, overthrow and intentionally try to pull you down, mess things up, and screw with your plans.


And if you didn't already know, in a fallen world, Evil reigns supreme. The fight for good is exactly that – a fight. Day in and day out, Goodness only has its chance to prevail if we beat the odds and fight in its favour. But... (yes, there's a but) ... here's the catch: The battle belongs to our God.


Take it in my own hands and I lose without even trying. So, over the years, I have learned to "do unto others as I would have them do unto me", and trust that in the event that things go awry because of others' evil doings, He will fight my battles for me. All I need to do is surrender them all to Him.

"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."

This verse tells me that God is not concerned about the behaviour of others; but of our behaviour toward others. It is what you do that matters in His eyes. Do what is right, do what is good, do what is holy, seek His kingdom instead of revenge... and all these things shall be added unto you. (Luke 12:31) The fight for justice is not my own. My just and righteous God will handle it. And if my God is for me, then who can be against me? (Romans 8:31)

The Bible teaches me to "turn the other cheek" (Matthew 5:38-40) instead of retaliate in anger. So, in spite of my human urge to strike back 10 times harder, I bite my lip, swallow my pride and prepare for another blow. And another, and another, and another. But I have no fear for I know my God has got my back. And already, He has proven Himself faithful over and over again this year. <3

Diablo III

After less than a day of going back and forth between "Should I get this?" and "IMUSTGETTHISNOW!!!", The Husband finally gave in to temptation and succumbed to the darkness that is DIABLO III. "THIS IS THE RPG THAT BIRTHED ALL RPGs!" he claims. "Issit?" my brain answers silently. "Ho hum," it continues, thoroughly unimpressed.


Took him long enough to download it after paying online and even during that few hours of waiting time, the man just couldn't sit still. He kept getting up to check on his comp! 64%. 71%. 73%. @_@ Oh em gee, you'd think he was anxiously awaiting the birth of his first child with all that eagerness! (He'd better be AT LEAST this eager when it is his first child or else... somebody's gonna get hurt real bad. *grunts*)


I'm not big on computer games. The only one I ever played was WARCRAFT III and even then it was cos he was playing it and I somehow got roped in in his effort to convince his then-girlfriend of two years – me – that what he was playing was actually fun... and intelligent. @_@ "Must think of strategy wan!" "Cannot just fight wan!" *snorts* Ok, if you say so.


So anyway, before he made the purchase, he watched a bunch of the promo videos online and I was made to listen to them as he went through them one by one. Lots of slaying, lots of sound effects in the background. But all I heard was some weird robotic woman's voice talk about demons coming and bla bla bla. (Didn't really pay attention.) So, tried using it to psycho him out of playing.


Pam Song: Yerrr... Why you wanna play this game?? Demonic wan!

The Husband: What?? I KILL demons wat. 

Pam Song: So that makes it ok? 

The Husband: Yup. Not demonic... heroic.

-_-'''

The man thinks he married a two-year-old.

Life Is A Gift To Be Treasured

I woke up feeling sad today. Not for myself. But my heart breaks for a friend very close to my heart, who is currently going through an incredibly difficult time in her life. I can barely imagine how difficult things are, or the extent of emotional turmoil she's going through.


I feel her pain. I so want to visit her in the hospital to offer her my love and my support but I can't. For I know that I'll just break down and dissolve into a puddle of salty tears. And I won't do that to her. Not to my friend. I won't break her spirit, bring her doubt, or remind her of her pain.


So, I stay home and do what I can do. Pray. I pray that God gives her peace and comfort through the storm. I pray He gives her strength to brave this trial. And I pray He answers the desperate cry of a new mother's prayer. God be with her and her loved ones, big... and small.

Awaiting The Arrival Of June

There's finally a silver lining behind the clouds!

June holds the promise of bringing all things new my way. New experiences, new environments, new comforts and new conveniences. GOOD newness, that's for sure. And we all know that I could do with a little bit of new and a whole lot of good right about now.

But of course, there's a catch.

(There's always a catch. *snorts*)

Cos, NEW = CHANGE.

And you guys know how much I hate change right? Well, surprisingly, this time around, and especially after all that I've been through and had to endure these past 2 to 3 months, I'm thinking: No amount of change can be worse than the suffering I've already put up with. It can only be uphill from here on out.

So yes. Change is coming. In my home life, my work life, and even my personal life. All three, all at once. Sai lang semua. But... I'm so looking forward to every bit of it. May the middle of the year usher in a better third quarter, and ultimately a better second half to 2012. Here's to change; cheers to change! =)

A Fortune For A Laugh

So, The Husband and I joined the madness and jumped on the Russell Peters bandwagon last weekend. After seeing me so down in the dumps lately, he decided a good laugh was worth the effort (soooo much effort to get tickets!), time (jammmmmmeddddd all the way there!) and money (no cheap tickets left so had to buy Gold 1 tickets!) it would take for us to be there.


After a couple of weeks of waiting with just paper printouts of our RedTix tickets, the Russell Peters Notorious World Tour 2012 finally took place last weekend at Stadium Malawati, Shah Alam. We didn't get the first round of tickets that were released (sold out in 4 hours or something!?) but all's well and good. The last shall be the first. Those of us who bought tickets for the second show ended up watching it EARLIER than those who fought their way into the first show. Haha. A day before the early-birds, bay-beh!


The Friday night jam was as horrid as ever and as soon as we got into Shah Alam, traffic pretty much reached a standstill. Even so, we made it there just in time and even found parking in the official parking lot. Miracle! Walked in and got assaulted right, left and centre by DJ Spinbad's not-so-good music. -_-''' Thank goodness it didn't last long after we arrived. Made our way to our seats and got comfortable.

The two red Xs you see on the Yellow area mark the spot we sat in.

His opening act was some sleazy, second-rate, ex-boxer dude by the name of Joey Medina. I didn't appreciate his jokes one bit. All dirty and totally inappropriate. It was word porn through and through. If they ever thought of banning Russell Peters, it would be because of him. Shan't waste any more time talking about people I don't like.


Thankfully, Russell Peters took the stage about 15 minutes later and that's when I really started to have fun and enjoy the night. The jokes were good and spontaneous. Some old dude up front kena teruk from him. Haha. "Fizzy" – Russell called him. His two sons – one's 16 (underaged!!) and one's a doctor – also kena. Ah, but it wouldn't make sense if you weren't there so... whatever. Haha.


Bottom line is that I had fun. To be expected, I got tired halfway though and the seats were downright crazy uncomfortable but... on a whole, it was a good show. I'm glad we went and I'm glad The Husband decided to splurge on this one. Now to keep our eyes out for more comedy acts in KL. Preferably those with tickets under RM100 a pop this time around. Hahaha.

Hi

So you must be wondering if I've been lying in a ditch somewhere, rotting my skin off my bones. Well, I'm not. Although some days, I feel like that could be an easier fate. Haha. But today isn't one of those days. In fact, today, I feel... better. Sure, my morning started off rough. But after two super lousy days... cummon, a better day has got to be lying in wait for me somewhere. Why not today? =)