Me Being Me

It's the end of the year. It is that time of the year where I usually go 'I don't know what the hell I've been doing all year long.' But this year is different. The whole year through has been about ME. Just exactly how it should be.

1) The Fitter Me - Enrolled into Angelus Fitness Gym. I've been attending the fitness classes : zumba, HIIT, Yoga and also using the gym facilities prior to the classes. My fitness and physique has improved tremendously. Though there's still a long way to get into shape, I'll get there. I fucking will.

That's What Squats Do To You

Saw What I Did There? ;)

2) Top Female Finisher Me -  Finished first in a 5km run. Nothing great but from not being able to run much to finishing first, I'd say 'Hell Yeah, I fucking did it'

I Ran & I Conquered

3) The Climber Me - I can finally be at peace for completing the Mount Kinabalu climb. The climb is nothing compared to Mulu Pinnacles but it was a great experience. Highly recommended.

4) Explorer Me - I went on a roadtrip to visit the main towns of Sarawak: Sibu, Sarikei, Bintulu, Miri. Explored Gua Niah, Tusan Cliff Beach and much more. A wonderful and eye opening trip.

That Horse though...

5) Cliff Jump - Did cliff jumping (twice) in Krabi. I should have jumped from a higher part of the cliff though. I was too tired to climb. But jumping off Pla Luang (the ship), also twice, felt great. Trip to Krabi was the most anticipated. After a thorough planning and dealing with crap, Shyam and I finally managed to get to Krabi and chill. Yeap, chill was what we did most.

The Most Anticipated Vacation : My Favourite Shot

6) The Girl In Me - Decided to wear a dress for annual dinner. Yeap, a fucking dress. After 16 long years. Just for the fuck of it, I took the trouble to get a dress and obviously a black one that is. And now, it's just lying there in the wardrobe.

All Set For Funeral Dinner

7) The Nape Undercut aka hair tattoo - Had my hair tattoo done just for the fuck of it and also as a little self reminder. My dad is against tattooing, so, yeah, my hair is the closest I could get to do it.

Precious

The simplest way I lived my life in the year of 2016 and would do so for many more years to come: Being ME. For all the dramas and crap, I held on to my beliefs, being Me. I believe I know myself better than anyone else. I do what I know is right. I'm schematic in many ways but that's what makes me, ME.

Being Alive

I Live For This

You 

Walked in when I least needed

A significant presence 

Made the beats dance to the rhythm

Sadistic and masochistic 

I

Flinch through my painful sleepless nights

Even when you left me sore

I smile at the thought of you 

I light up at the mention of your name 

I love the pain I am inflicted with...

Torture and torment

They 

Don't see you the way I do

Don't even like the mention of you 

Don't get the hype of you in me

All they see is 

Addiction and obsession...

I finally managed to execute my thoughts of you. I said finally because many times I have failed miserably. It feels good to think of you all the time. You make me feel alive. 

The Irony of 'I'm Lovin It'

So I asked...

Would you love me?
So She asked
Truly Madly Deeply
So He replied

Would you love me?
So He asked
With all my heart
So She replied

Love Me Would You?
So I asked
A burdening heavy sigh
Just enough for an answer
So My reflection replied...

*Triggered by a wallpaper at McDonald's*

What's Left To Share

Sharing is caring, 

they say...

Is it really? 

All I see is..

Sharing is splitting

Everything off anything...

Begins as a whole 

Divided into halves 

Then to a third

Gradually less

And nothing is left 

But desolution... 

Embracing Motherhood

Happy Mother's Day!! Yeay!*clap*clap*clap* Okay, moving on...

Dear mothers,

a) Nobody gives a fuck about your child's potty training routines. Keep that shit to yourself.

b) Unless you need to raise fund for your child, there is definitely no fucking reason to announce to the world that your child is sick. Get the child to the nearest paediatrician or some shit before it dies.

c) It is unnecessary to shove the camera to the child's face all the time in the name of 'every moment is precious'

d) Also absolutely unnecessary to post repeats of pictures that does not show ANY significant difference. Like what are you trying to prove???

Of course, it is your wish to post shit on social media. But when you overdo it, it turns out to be an eyesore. Seriously. Yes, I've unfollowed you and your potty training routines. I can't just sit and watch you ruin the child's life.

For those embracing motherhood in style, thank you for not being lame. I wouldn't worry about the child's future for you are a very civilised person. Yeay to Mommies like you!

This Is How It Feels Like. Every Fucking Time

You Deserve This!

My Dearest Shyamala Murugesan,

Thank You for all the times you have stood by me...
For the days I've mocked you,
To the days I've ignored you throughout your dramas...
I'm sorry for being the bitch that I am...
For not giving a fuck sometimes or probably most of the times...
That's Just ME
You should have known that by now...

But Babe,
Just remember that
As much as I am who I am at most times,
I look up to you, love you as I have told you so...
Thank you for the times you accompany me during the bad times at work...
During the bad times I have to deal with my assholic friends...
And during the moments I can barely breathe...
For a friend as such is rarely to be found...
I am glad our path crossed...
I love you, babe...
TRULY!
♡♡♡