All the broken dreams, they can take it away

Time and tide heals all (almost) wounds
Time and tide heals all (almost) wounds

Yes, my heart is broken to smashing smitherins at the moment.

But I have bigger dreams to catch. But that only means more storm to weather, extensive battlefields to hold my shield against. But whatever it is, I am ever-ready!

For the sum of my dreams and aspirations are larger than the problems itself and the tears brought upon by yesteryears shall be washed away with the bigger picture comprising of sheer joy, love and being loved.

I am WOMAN, hear me ROAR!

Somehow I can’t believe that there are any heights that can’t be scaled by a man who knows the secrets of making dreams come true. This special secret, it seems to me, can be summarized in four C’s. They are curiosity, confidence, courage, and constancy, and the greatest of all is confidence. When you believe in a thing, believe in it all the way, implicitly and unquestionable.

– Walt Disney

IMHO, self-confidence can make or break a first impression. Yes, it matters. No matter how jittery you’re feeling inside, you just have to sum up all the strength widen to fake it.

Fake it and you’ll be just it! Trust me, most of the people I meet tell me how amazed they are by my confidence level.  It’s really just the matter of simply tuning your mind to ease into your part of the play.

 

The Road Not Taken

It’s two minutes past 1.00 AM.

There’s a whole long list of to-dos written on the post-it note still stuck beside the control pad of my laptop, dated yesterday. And I’m thoroughly knackered from the lack of sleep last night and my meds.

But well, on the brighter side of life, I’m a happy busy!

OK, OK, c’mon, MC, buck up already!

Go, go, go!
Go, go, go!

 

 

 

The Journey of a Thousand Miles Begin with a Single Step

Tomorrow I’ll be attempting my first 5km walk/run. Honestly, to run a race has always been in my bucket’s list and I’m absolutely stoked at the thought of being able to achieve this with my best-est friend a.k.a. Mee Hippo; but at the same time, I’m terribly spooked too!

This is something really out of my comfort zone and I’ve not trained proper for this! Heck, I don’t even have a running belt! But this run is extremely important to me – it’s symbolical of a journey of life; my life. The peaks, and troughs; the excruciating pain and discomfort; the kiasu-ness spirit of always wanting to win. Every step forward counts as distance. And at the end at the finish line, sweet victory awaits.

Nothing else matters. If I can run this, I can do anything in life! Kick the coke lights; up my fitness level; pitch for more clients; the list of possibilities are endless and that’s why I love about my life. 🙂

#iruntoeat
#iruntoeat

But no time for any “what-ifs” or “buts” now!

It’s either DO or DIE TRYING for every step is worth it! 🙂

 

Invictus!

Three-month wait is finally over! 🙂

One of the things I’ve learnt over the past four years is that sheer unrelenting persistence pays off big time; it’s brilliantly greater and more extraordinary remarkable than the sum of its parts alone. To survive the corporate world, the cardinal rule is you’ve to inevitably embrace chronic “thick-face-ism” and that success or failure is much dependent not on fate, but how much you are willing to sacrifice in pursuit of your goals. Luck – OK, you need it, but that’s not edible. Nor tangible… And least of all, uncertain and ambiguous.

Some people are born lucky whilst for the majority, it boils down to nothing but blood, sweat and tears. Literally.

But if (yes, IF) I had a choice between the both, I’d rather still choose the latter.

The sweet taste of victory. It’s surreal, well, almost!

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