Love and no mushy stuff

Apparently my top posts are mostly about relo and sex. To be exact, I do have a lot of anti-male ego stroking and "single ladies" theme topics. It's not always angry, maybe a slight hint.But I do wonder sometimes, whether my candor is being excepted esp by the male species. Let's move on.

I just thought of sharing this picture. Such irony. Just thought of escaping the stereotype. Hmm... Nah, why be a kill joy right?

It's not really about relo or sex this time but it's based on a song entitled Love by none other than David Choi. I would like to share this particular verse.

Left here undiscovered
I want to share this gold
With people of the world

Abundantly filling
Every single heart
And here's the best part

Okay, as I'm typing this, I'm finding it hard to grasp the meaning of this entire post. It seems meaningless but I'm trying to find an opening. I just think it's such a wonderful thing to do, to be able to share, and add value to people's lives. Just because we're struggling doesn't mean other people don't.

We try not to burden ourselves with worries of the world, but at least we try to empathize, and remember the next time round, when you're feeling down, you will know that we all struggle together. Keeping a job, keeping your family together, keeping up with school work, keeping friendship and making decisions; big or small.

I think it's good to reflect on 90/10 principle and live life, love more, and the most important thing is be happy.

Did I find the opening?

Pamper Yourself Day

Okay, I just made that up. But, always, for a reason. I just came back from the supermarket, because I decided to restock my shampoo, from the fiery red L'oreal to girly pink; maybe I'm thinking my hair needs more shine than usual, and I figured out it wouldn't hurt to add some girliness while I'm at it. Okay, that was just a couple of BS, but I do have a point there. And my point is, I realized we should pamper ourselves sometimes, once if a while, at least.

I was just standing at the sinful indulgence corner (read: ice cream *heavenly music*); deciding on which ice cream to get (okay, actually "whether" I should get some or not?), and an elderly woman standing by at the same time and yes, she does have the same cheeky, thinking look on her face. I just asked her whether she would want to get some ice cream, and she chuckled like "i-don't-think-i-should" kind of chuckle but stood there, still glancing at the ice-cream.

And then I decided I should just get a tub, thinking it would make a great after-dinner dessert; and yes, I grabbed one and made my way to the counters. No surprise, my "partner-in-crime" at the ice cream did not take any and just walked pass me as I made payment.

Okay, that lady wasn't any stranger. In fact, I know her. Also, she is someone that I have been observing of late. She is a wife, a mother, a grandmother and someone who doesn't pamper herself. Once, we passed by a Chinese eatery with an orange interior, and you could see her eyes lit up. I didn't know that she has been wanting to go there for a very long time, and when we finally went, you simply cannot imagine the joy.

And I know there are a lot others out there. Personally, I have no problems in pampering myself and spending (haha) but often you find yourself starring at the price tag, and go "Oh, I really shouldn't". We have all been there but if you don't pamper yourself, really, who will? I'm not saying splurge every time you find yourself go, "Just this one time! Go for it!" but don't stop enjoying yourself just because you cannot afford it.

What you can do is to get your own "Play Jar", like how you used to keep your change in your little piggy banks. Put some money in there, and spend it every month on something you've always wanted to do and within what you have in that "Play Jar" of yours. You will find that life is more fulfilling when you can pamper yourself, even though it's just a tub of ice cream.

Learn to Love Yourself, Olivia Newton-John