Allah really listens to me. He cares for me. He’s there for me. Now at my lowest, He knows what I exactly need, more than I will ever know myself. And He sent me my two most important people in the world – my parents.
We never really get any encore.
You know, that chant for more — from a receptive, appreciative and passionate bunch of audience. Be it big or small, you know when the crowd’s happy, the quantity don’t matter.
Note: I’m going to be publishing some of the drafts I’ve kept in my Posts Dashboard, bit by bit. This is the first in series of my Plus Size Style #lateblog – collection of unpublished blog posts I’ve kept for almost a year. This post was first drafted around August 2014.
I was on the train to work when a corporate looking kakak in her mid-30s who stood next to me in the sardine-packed Kelana Jaya line coach asked a random question, “Pergi kelas ke?” (“Are you going to class?”)
It’s 1:05 am and I’d like to talk write about borrowed confidence.
Some of my biggest motivations in life usually come from others. When we have others who believe in us, who bring out the best in us and help bolster our confidence.
For someone who works in the digital scene, my failure to update and keep up with this blog is a shame. Yes, I can continuously come out with excuses to my lack of commitment to TFTPG — of the fact that I spent a lot of hours a week on work alone (and actually loving what I do) — but that is still a poor excuse.
To be honest, I’m just tired.
I was aiming for the lazy Sunday chic look which is pretty much… just another lazy Sunday chic look. I translated the whole idea into a loose-fitting style that is definitely a breather as compared to my usual fitted/skinny jeans look for my first breakfast session with the amazing Sarah Rostam.
Since I can’t seem to come out with a (slightly more) creative posting and I’m way too tired to be putting on proper thoughts on what I should be writing this time around (oh well, it’s already 1:30 am in the morning – I’m tired, sleepy and have to wake up early later in the morning), let’s do the 5 pointers-posting ala Chedet:
I’m gonna begin with a rambling of sort. A story, quick one.
A friend asked me if I’m ever concern about the look on my resume with me jumping around jobs from one to another in less than a year – particularly in 2013, with two new jobs in the same year – trying to figure out what I actually wanna do in life.
For once I choose not to answer. She has a point, no doubt. Disloyalty is the one thing those peeps over at HR particularly hate, no matter how good you think you are. And 2013 saw me at my lowest, career-wise, and those couple of facts could shatter my opportunity in future and why shouldn’t I be afraid, no?
“Pakai sampai lenjan.”
Let me translate that for you non-Bahasa Melayu readers. That sentence literally means, ‘Wear till it’s worn out’. You see, my rule of thumb when it comes to spending for fashion these days is to get something that you love too much, you wear it almost all the time. I’m a believer of utilizing something to the fullest especially if it’s the most expensive of stuff. Here’s how I see it: What’s the point of spending over a thousand ringgit for that designer shoes and not wearing it often, no?
Thaipusam holiday well spent with my friend the YB (read: Yang Best), Yong Yee. Awesome conversation, endless brainstorming, new ideas and heart to heart convo; while exploring good food across areas and culture; complete with an inspirational movie too (watched The Secret Life of Walter Mitty – so good!).