Biting off more than I can chew

A very hungry deer! (Miyajima, Japan)

One thing at a time now. Slowly but surely.

Nice weekend getaway

Hubs and I equipped ourselves with a GPS and drove up to Desaru, Malaysia for the weekend. The sun, the sand and the sea. It was nice. He swam while I read. And I got myself a 60 minutes aromatherapy massage *bliss*. Food was so affordable and oh, the lobsters at the nearby Sungai Rengit town were so fresh and yummy! We really should do this more often! =)


Clear roads on our way there

Our resort

The beach

Hubby building a sandcastle by the sea?! Men...they never grow up. ;P

Wit

This was our department's lunchtime movie this week in line with our oncology theme for the month. A poignant and powerful film about life, death and wit. Vivian Bearing (Emma Thompson) is an uncompromising English professor battling with stage 4 metastatic ovarian cancer. She engages the audience in a narrative monologue as she reflects on her life and death while undergoing rigorous treatment for her cancer. Terribly depressing but a film that I believe all health professionals should watch.

Holy Sonnet X

DEATH, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy picture[s] be,
Much pleasure, then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou'rt slave to Fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy, or charms can make us sleep as well,
And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And Death shall be no more, Death, thou shalt die.
- John Donne (1572-1631)

A Good Workout

(Chipmunk in India)

I have started an exercise routine and I am going to stick by it. =)
(Nevermind the aches and pains I have to endure for now!)

Nighty night

(Night Lights, Hong Kong)

I need more time...

(Mamallapuram, India)

It dawned on me last night that 7 months is approximately the time I'm left with to complete all the projects I have at hand, conduct a workshop, train my successor to take over my work and to get all my things sorted out at home. After that, it's adios and off to the land of the free! (And full time bumming!)
All of a sudden, I feel like a giddy goat with a huge weight on my shoulder...*pant.pant.breathe.*

Just do it!

Nike, Goddess of Victory (Ephesus, Turkey)

Goddess Nike shall kickstart my random travel photo series (...and my ass to start working!). No more procrastinating. I will finish my poster presentation today and clear up the mess I have created on my computer!

A digital mess

Am currently trying to re-organise my files on my hard disk in preparation for their migration to a new laptop soon. My housekeeping skills obviously do not apply to my computer. The desktop has become the default saving location for most of my documents and my digital pictures are all over and sucking my hard disk space dry. Need to learn to utilise google docs more and find an alternative storage space for the pics - photobucket sounds promising. Am also going to be posting random pics I've taken from my past travels from now on. What's the point of taking all those photos and not sharing them, right? =)

Ah, fresh air!

Suffocating past week.: Late night pole practice. Early morning talk. After work meetings. Catching up with old friends. Shopping for friend's b'day gift. Department's family day gathering. And not to forget - work, work and more work.

I'm just sooo glad it's the weekend ...and I get to sleep in today! :)

Simple pleasures

Great weather.
A satisfying long afternoon nap.
The Sopranos.
A nice hot cuppa flavoured tea .
Just hubs and me and our darling bunnies.
What more can I ask for? :)

Advancing in pole

I finally succeeded in performing one (yeah, just one) good caterpillar crawl invert yesterday. Woohoo!

Drained of happiness

“For every minute you are angry you lose sixty seconds of happiness.” (Ralph Waldo Emerson)

I spent 90 minutes utterly disappointed, upset and blowing my top at a staff who just could not deliver the other day. Need to work on topping up my emotional bank now. *sigh*

Me Encanta

Have you done something nice for someone today?

Losing control II

Everyone copes with stress differently. I know I'm not doing too well when I find myself waking up in the middle of the night with things nagging my mind. Usually, the only way I could get back to sleep is to pen down those thoughts on my PDA and then do a few housechores to tire myself out before trying to hit the sack again. You can sometimes find me folding my laundry or mopping the toilet floor in the wee hours of the morning. :) The other thing I tend to do is binge on junk food. Good thing I don't balloon up easily but I'm sure the arteries of my heart are all clogged up and ready to throw an emboli anytime now. Then, there is retail therapy. A spin in the malls [almost] always makes me feel better. I am generally pretty controlled with my spending but lately, I've exceeded my usual threshold. The thing is I'm not feeling particularly stressed out at this point in time. Perhaps it is subliminal stress. Or it could just be our great Singapore sale beckoning my weak [spending] heart. Whatever it is, I am determined to curb that spending habit and channel it into something healthier...like exercise. It is embarrassing but I do not practise what I preach on a daily basis "Exercise is good for you!". So yeah, I guess that's what I'll do. I will head down to the gym starting this week. Wish me luck! :)

Losing control

Had to skip pole class yesterday due to my sniffly nose. With this H1N1 thingy floating around, didn't think anyone would appreciate me blowing my nose in front of them. Besides it's not the smartest thing to be performing pole stunts in my lethargic state of being - particularly after my close call last week. Was in my hand stand position, facing in on the pole and was just coming back to position after doing a front split when my leg securing the pole suddenly unhooked itself. Next thing I knew, I had lost complete grip of the pole and was falling backwards (pretty much like the Leaning Tower of Pisa). Would have had a really nasty fall if not my partner's quick save, grabbing me by my ankles in mid-air and lowering me slowly to the ground. *phew!*
My friends think I should choose a less dangerous sport. But really, isn't every other sport out there just as dangerous? I could be struck by lightning simply by playing golf. And hell, I'm enjoying this too much to stop. ;P

RIP MJ

I thought you would live forever...

Look what my mummy did to the poor dog! =(

The furry thing that he was...




The bald kid that he is now...







Well, on a lighter note (literally), I'm sure he welcomes that new bounce in his walk and oh the [not so] cool air!

Avant-Garde

A new life in black and white.

My little bro is getting married!

Tomorrow. Black and white theme (To my mum's dismay). Even our dog gets to wear a black tie. I am suspecting the guys are all going to come dressed weird (most likely gothic). It is going to be an interesting wedding. :)

Where do I begin?

It's great to be home early from work today. Now I've got all these plans: work on my poster presentation, clear out my home clutter, sort out my wardrobe, do my laundry, fold my clothes, reorganise and label files on computer, find a reliable online photo storage (any recommendations?), clean my bunnies' cage, clean my shoe rack, prepare ingredients for tonight's dinner, sleep.

Hmmm...SLEEP.