Sunday, June 30, 2013

down down memory bank

I don't usually look at old picture the way I did tonight. Hmm...familiar faces here and there. But tonight, even those old conversations are echoing right into my ear as I flicked through each photographs. I remembered the place, what we were celebrating, what I had for intoxicating alcohols, which cigarette brand I puffed away...yes puffed away are those memories in those photographs. Nothing ever seem to be a status quo, comparing that and today. Friends become acquaintances, colleagues become buddies, rich (in the heart) become poor, tall (ambitions) become short, partners become rivals, hi-bye become soul mates.... Whatever. 

Met as strangers
Parted as friends
Fated as lovers 
Faith belongs

I must really thank a group of people that moulded me as I am today. These people gave great karmic effect on me in the past lives that You have once again touches me in such special arrangement. I saw those pictures, how could you put up to a person so....chaotic? Or why would all of you willingly join me in this never ending crap? Thank you, you and you. I don't need to mention names. Crazy people knows crazy people. 

You only live once, some preaches. I say, you only die once. I have been. Dead. Once. Enough. It's not like I'd always get a second chance. Who cheats death more than once? Beats me. 

I have moved on. But not so entirely. I know somehow we'd cross paths again. I know when I need to run away, my hands will be taken. Together again. 

BKK-HKG-MNL-KUL. *wink,hugs,kisses xoxo


Saturday, June 29, 2013

trust, honesty or....?

I was given a battle between trust and honesty in my latest quest. There certainly was a fierce debate among all, and things falls apart..pretty difficult to comprehend. As I'm mostly known of, you fight the war, I'd stand by to analyze. 

Trust is prominent ingredient that shapes a relationship, almost all kinds of relationships. At home, at work, at play. You gotta trust to gain victory in a team. You better get laid or be defeated. So trust seems to top the chart. Where's next? Honesty? But this seems more like a prerequisite doesn't it? The honesty card is played way before trust gets laid. If not prerequisite, maybe fundamental? It takes years of genuine honesty to turn the table and get trusts. At one moment of dishonesty, does trust diminishes so effectively? So trust works wonders when it 'tags' along with honesty. Who's the big bang then? 

Here comes the brainer. The degree of distinctness proves no ultimate winner in this debate *opps... Who cares. This fella can be speaking million packs of lies and yet people chooses to believe, to trust. Same wave length brings two together. That other brat does nothing but preaches the truth and yet you decide to ignore. Humans, mostly, prefer to listen only things they like to hear. Or worst, there is no room for explanations where people are not interested about.

This is the chicken and egg discovery that bores children (and me). Chicken first or egg first? Let me tell you, chicken soup for the soul, while sunny side up with bacon strips *yayyy hubby getting room service! What, duh! You guys are still figuring which chicken and egg?

And so, I become very picky with debates. I don't spend (or waste) time in findings the unfruitful seed. I'd rather start planting seeds indeed. And whatever that comes out from the soil later, voila! As long I am cultivating (and cultivated) that very precious seed of honesty and trust

With this, I guess I'm never invited to forums again *chuckles and so what??!? They know me best. 

Friday, June 14, 2013

T.G.I.HK again

It's Hong Kong .... again. It was freaky cold the last time I came. Now, it's freaky cloudy and gloomy. Summer hasn't make its way here yet. 

Why TGI HK? I never fail to like this place. Yea it's like, not love. This is a pleasant place for visit. No language barrier, food is yummy, transportation is commendable. Some or most people I've met here are chatty. It feels like home, but never like home. 

But I'd rather not stay here like permanently. Nathalie says she lived in approx 400 sqf with her husband. She used to live in 200 sqf before she got a bigger home. Yea bigger home. I am not  trying to be cocky but I can't imagine how big (or small) is 200-400 sqf for a home. Do they want a home, or a house? Eventually? 

I want a home. Somewhere I'd like to stay in, don't feel like going out kinda home. Cozy, and meaningful. It is the content rather than the space. It's in the heart rather than outside. 

So maybe the Hongkie feels the same too. No matter how small, it's still home. I got you. *add oil hongkie!

Small house, big home. 



Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Boys vs Men

When I was in my early twenties, if a guy acted aloof, called back only sometimes and showed minimal interest, I would get hooked. You could say I was addicted to the bad boy/ unavailable boy/ player. I was drawn to what psychotherapist, Ken Page terms as “attractions of deprivation” – when we are drawn to people who embody the worst emotional characteristics of our parents. Basically, the theory explains that we are attracted to people who can wound us the same way we were wounded in our childhood, as our psyche tries to recreate the past void and save us by changing its ending.

“The child in us believes that if the original perpetrators — or their current replacements — finally change their minds, apologize, or make up for that terrible rupture of trust, we can escape from our prison of unworthiness. Our conscious self is drawn to the positive qualities we yearn for, but our unconscious draws us to the qualities which hurt us the most as children.”  - Psychology Today

So games used to work on me because 1) I had unresolved daddy issues and 2) At the tender age of 20, I was trying to figure out who I was and to top it off, I was ridden with insecurity and a low sense of self-worth.

But somewhere in between the passing of a decade, something changed.

I learned to love myself.  I became independent, confident, and started to value my self-worth. I went through hardships and heartbreaks and picked myself back up which built my strength and courage. Instead of relying on beauty as my source of empowerment, I focused on basing my empowerment on my intelligence, successes, values, contributions to the world and how I helped others. In a sense, I finally grew up. I went from being a girl to becoming a woman. And as a woman, you are attracted to very different things than you are as a girl.

A girl is attracted to boys. A woman is attracted to men. Now, this has nothing to do with the actual age of a person. I’m referring to maturity, life vision and stage of life. In fact, some people regardless of their age, will never really grow up.

If you are a girl (lack independence, are ruled by insecurity, lack self-respect, throw tantrums, have princess syndrome, don’t have strong values or boundaries and can’t hold yourself on your own) then expect that you will attract only boys. However, if you are a woman (independent, ambitious, knows your worth and value, has a strong moral compass, is considerate and an able communicator and doesn’t let insecurity dominate your psyche), then you should be dating a man. And if you can’t spot the difference just yet, here are some pointers.

1. A man knows what he wants, and goes for it. A boy may have somewhat of an idea, but not really. He doesn’t think too much about it, and even if he does, doesn’t exert much effort to get it. A boy is passive, a man is assertive.

2. A man plans for his future and is working towards building a foundation and infrastructure in order to have a family (at some point in his life).  A boy lives only in the moment and his plans are mostly around which bar he’s going to hit up on the weekend.

3. A man looks for a woman with intelligence, who is supportive, grounded and encompasses a shared set of values when choosing a partner. A boy cares mostly only for girls who are hot, wild and exciting.

4. A man knows a good woman when he meets one and will take initiative to get to know her. A boy may make an attempt if you’re lucky, but gives up before ever really trying.

5. A man has the courage to have uncomfortable conversations. He is honest with his intentions and lets people know where they stand. A boy avoids. He ignores confrontation or any serious talks about feelings. Instead of dealing with a situation, he runs away from it or creates drama or excuses to mask the fact he’s not that into you or a relationship.

6. A man knows when to invest in a woman and jump in with two feet. A boy is always “testing” – he doesn’t fully commit because he never knows if he is quite ready. But the truth is, because he is a boy, regardless of who he meets, he will never be ready due to the stage of life he is in.

7. A man knows how to have a good time and be social, but is often busy making strides in his career and building his life. A boy is getting crunk with his buddies at the bar every weekend.

8. A man takes the time to reflect on the type of man he wants to be, the example he wants to leave and the vision for his life. He has put thought into his values. A boy has not established his moral compass or values and consequently, is often inconsistent.

9. A man has integrity. He means what he says, and says what he means. He has follow through and actions his promises. And if he can’t he has the guts to tell you why. A boy makes promises but doesn’t follow through.

10. A man is afraid of rejection but will put himself out there anyway. A boy is afraid of rejection and acts passive so that his pride and ego won’t ever get too banged up.

Now, a lot of these differences require taking the time to know someone to figure out if the apple of your eye is indeed a man, or a mere boy. However, one of the quickest filters that you can notice from the beginning is this:

11. A boy plays games. A man doesn’t.

*To clarify, when I’m referring to “games” I mean mind games.


Monday, June 3, 2013

either or... neither nor

There is a difference between goodbye and letting go...says quote. 

There is no difference between forgetting and forgiving. It's all in the memory bank. It hurts, and it scars....says ar•te•nus\ 

My memory space works like a hardisk. Yea, it takes some time to forget the past, but it depends on how much new things keep coming to me. If I am enjoying life now, I gotta delete some old files to keep new ones in definitely! Or if I am really loving now, I'll just do a quick reformat! Guys are that simple, baby girl....says Shawn

*chuckles ;)