*YAWN*

Hallo. I am back. I have been back since Sunday, 4.25pm. (Unless, of course, you consider being in Malaysian airspace as 'back', in which case I have been 'back' since Sunday, 3.25pm. Inaaaaaane....)

Who sez working with your mother is lelaxing?? For all you people out there who think I've got a cushy job, you obviously don't have a mother like mine, who roped us into working the very day after our arrival, even though we 'officially' applied for leave till Tuesday.

Hence, I am exhausted. Travelling 'back' in time is okay. It's travelling 'ahead' that leaves me no choice but to prop my eyes up with paper clips at 10am.

Updates must wait. Bringing my body clock forward takes precedence. Give me .. till tomorrow? Heh heh.

Mekah, Here I Come!

It's 11:19pm, and I've only just come home from a whirlwind absolute-last-minute shopping expedition. Heh heh. It's amazing how much you learn about what's available in your neighbourhood after 10:30pm. ;o)

I have yet to start packing. Haha! Looks like I'll be up all night stuffing my bag. I figure there'll be ample sleep time on the plane. ;o)

Will therefore be A.W.O.L. for the next 10 or 12 days. I could probably find Internet connection in Saudi, but it's hardly likely I'll log in. You understand. ;o)

I'm ;o)-ing a lot. I'm hyped! I'm excited! *G*

Intinerary: KL-Dubai-Jeddah-Madinah-Mekah-Jeddah-KL. Two days (of shopping! eh eh heh) in Dubai. Heard lots about the city. Can't wait to go! I hear the Burj Al-Arab is something else. Am planning to check it out. Will they charge me for walking over their foyer carpeting?

Whatever awaits me in Mekah, I am ready for it. See you in 12 days.

;o)


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Anonymity Is Underrated.

There's a lot to be said of the benefits of being anonymous. Like, DUH, Jas! *D'oh!* <- Homer Simpson style. People use blogs (or online-journals, or whatever it is you choose to call it) for many different reasons. Some as an actual diary, some to practise their writing skills, some to inflate their own egos, and (like someone said) some simply to tell the world about their screwed up lives and blacken other people's names in the process. (!!!) Huh.

For me, like I said in my very first entry (I think), this is a place for me to share my thoughts, vent my frustrations, and share my joys with others. Someone, anyone, no one. That's the beauty of publishing on the Internet. Nobody necessarily reads your writing, yet it feels as if someone does.

Another beauty of the Internet is the option of anonymity it offers. Sometimes I wish I had opted for that.

While I don't mind sharing my thoughts and joys with other people, it's sometimes hard to write the things you want to write about without intruding on the privacy of others. Because people know you, they also usually mostly know who you're talking about. Sticky. She would know exactly what I'm talking about.

Thing is, honestly, this is a good place for me to rant and bitch and complain whenever I need to. Well, 'good' here being totally relative, of course. It's definitely good for me. Heh.

Unfortunately, sometimes, I can't. Much as I need to rant and let it all out, I cannot ignore the boundaries of other people's privacy, no matter how much the rant-ee has pissed me off. And it all makes me wonder why the hell I didn't just be anonymous from the start.

But I know why: because otherwise, who would read it? lolz. Yes, ladies and germs, it's Ego, screaming for it's time on the soapbox. *Sigh* Yes, I also realise that my logic is chasing its own tail somewhat, but pteh. I never claimed to be logically coherent. :o)

So I'll just have to suffer the pains of my Ego. Maybe I'll start another blog as an Anonymous. Hmm .. yes, maybe I will. I'll be sure to give you guys the new address.


p/s: No, I'm not pissed off with anyone. Just musing. :o)

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Yes, yes, I know that it is unacceptable to begin sentences with 'and', 'but' and 'because', but frankly, I never understood it, and they fit, so nyeh.

A woman is in labour delivering her first child, and her husband stands by her side, holding her hand. A contraction hits her unawares, and she starts yelling, "Can't! Don't! Didn't! Won't!!!"

"Doctor!" says the panicked husband. "What's wrong with my wife?! Why is she yelling like that?!!"

The doctor looks up and says, "Contractions."

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Unkymoods! They were too cute to resist. Thanks to MzMin, MrsNads and HoneyR.

A Penny, A Pound.

A .... lot .... has been happening, but as is typical, nothing of monumental significance. Enough to make me think about things, though. Maybe I'll share them later, when I'm feeling more ... articulate, or lucid, because despite having a lot to think about, nothing really seems really important, and I'm not really able to express them well right now anyway.

I'll be leaving for Mekah to perform umrah next week. Will be leaving on Thursday evening, to be exact. I am looking forward to this trip, I have been for a while now. Excited is not the word, Eager might be better. It is an eagerness which almost borders on the verge on urgency. Almost.

At a time of great confusion in my life, I seek answers. I seek clarity. I seek resolution.

I seek to understand the meaning of it all. I'm going with the hope that I might find peace. While I realise, realistically, that a miracle is unlikely to occur while I'm there, I'm hoping to find solace in the only Place I have left to turn to.

This last week saw a .. change, of sorts, in the way I've been looking at things. While much of the same things have been running through my thoughts, I've been viewing them in a very different manner - totally devoid of emotion. Very objective, very impersonal, very clinical. It's very strange. You know how sometimes your eyes skim over the words on a page, and while you're reading the words, you're not really comprehending it? That's what it feels like.

In a place where wishes should not be made lightly, it's as if I'm trying to put my priorities in order - determining what is truly important, what might be frivolous, and which are just plain foolish. I must admit that I had an almost desperate wish to make. Yes, it might have been all for the wrong reasons, but it honestly wasn't my main motivation for making this journey, and it was a desperate desire all the same. Now I wonder, is it really so important? As the saying goes: "Be careful what you wish for. It might just come true."

I'm not a very religious person. I try to be the best person I can be, in all aspects, but I'll be the first to say that I'm not very religious. Yet Faith and Beliefs are something so unseperable from what you are, whether in excess, moderation or lack of it. It cannot be denied, and sometimes it's the only thing that keeps you going.

I don't know. Whatever. I'll not bother you with this mystical-ish mumbo-jumbo. In short, I'm just a girl looking for answers - on a semi-expensive trip. :o) Wish me a safe journey?

Hurricane Ahoy!!

This was the funniest thing I've seen today! Enjoy, compliments of Jay's Party! *G*