Tuesday, February 22, 2022

Today's the Day!

22.02.2022

Just want to do an entry because of the nice date.

Traffic in may places would be busy I think, because many are getting married today (or are they)?

Personal life = I am getting better, but can't put my finger on it. Either I am going to break down, or something fantastic is about to happen. Feels similar somehow: both are equally impending and unsettling. I hope it is the latter. I MUST BELIEVE!

Life must go on and I will keep moving. I am worth it and I have so much love to give 💗


Sunday, February 13, 2022

The Most Overrated Day of all is upon us!

Tomorrow is Valentine's Day.

No gushing here, because I am one of those people who doesn't participate in this overinflated-ego-of-a-day. Maybe I even oppose it. The overpriced flowers, dinner dates, gifts. Why? Can't a person just be left alone? Isn't EVERY DAY Valentine's Day?

I completely subscribe to the latter. I celebrate love EVERY DAY. I try to believe.

With children, my love is unconditional. It can be one way for all I care, but I give with all my heart.

Love for a spouse, well, let's just say that I have learnt to keep some love for yourself. Never give your heart away. Grab some back. It is yours to keep, care for and nurture. And a strong heart will carry you FAR. I do believe that.

Till then, I hope you learn to LOVE YOURSELF with every micro nano fibre of your very being!

The hurt locker

What is important now, is to grow.

Be whole. You are whole, always. Don't be an empty shell.

I wonder how Yuzuru Hanyu is doing now. He inspires me to do better, not because of the gold medal but for the sport. He has honed his craft superbly well, he has worked and worked and worked, and I hope he will enjoy the remaining days of the Games as Japan's (and others') supporter.

This life is really wonderful my dear girl, you have no idea. How great it is to be alive, to be given opportunity to learn, teach. grow, ask questions, wonder, ponder, and push through the boundaries.

Why do I feel this way? I have to say that I am probably a bit stressed up about this postgraduate thesis that I have to write. On top of that I am easily triggered by talks of polygamy especially when hubby makes light of it. I really hate feeling like this. I really, really, really, really want to rise above. He can joke all he wants but there is no way that I will live in polygamy. I will die inside. Why live in shackles when you can live free, alone? Being married is not all that people shout about. They have their issues I'm sure, but you're not likely to see it shared on Facebook or Instagram. What is for public consumption is beautiful and perfect and kosher. The pain, the confusion, the immense patience, the lack of understanding, the challenge in communicating, the unbearable habits (and lots more issues) do not get broadcasted to the world, for obvious reasons. I know who I am and I know my troubles. You do not see me complain but that doesn't mean that I do not have issues.

Well to those who are hurting tonight, I hope you seek and find the light inside of you.

A higher power loves us, beyond words, beyond reason.

We should reciprocate and love ourselves.

You are WORTH IT!

So many books, So little time

There are a 101 things to do, books to read, knowledge to be processed.

I love doing what I do: teaching, self-development, helping others... but sometimes I feel overwhelmed. I try not to be a drama queen about it all, because I KNOW for a fact there are at least 50 people in the same university doing much3 more beyond what I can imagine.

Why do I feel this way?

It would probably do me good if I see the counselor tomorrow. 

I am a capable person but I do not want to do everything and lose myself, or get anxiety in the process.

P/S: When it comes to personal relationships, especially when dealing with your spouse, just take it easy and let him love you. The uncertain bits are numerous but you have GOT to get it together! 

Trivia

We are immersing the fever of the Beijing Winter Olympics 2022 and this morning we saw a curling event. My daughters asked how is this game played? What is the stone made of?

The rules can be found here and apparently only one location in the world produced the curling stones for the 2022 Winter Olympics. The from granite that made the stone came from one island in Scotland (incidentally, Scotland is also where the game originated from). How about that?

I have always watched curling one way or the other when the Winter sports are shown on TV. I may have looked up the rules before (perhaps literally every time I watch that game), but what the stone is made of I never thought about it.

Apparently this granite is so strong that the curling stone doesn't crack when it hits other stones. Another trivia for you 😊

So the next time you watch curling, you will be that much more interested, knowing these knowledge!

[I do not have it in me to be a sports writer]

Thursday, February 10, 2022

Choose Your Battles

One of my former colleagues said this very phrase to me once. 

Let's call him JC.

Context: I was sharing with him (in my usual drama-queen fashion) the challenges I faced with certain individuals in the office (who shall remain unnamed) and my inner conflict in wanting to telling them off (actually now I can't even remember what the issue was about).

JC is one of those people doesn't say much. He's a quiet person mostly, and a thinker. He speaks a lot when he delivers his lectures in class, but in person, he is mostly pensive and thoughtful. A man of very few words.

With people like these, whenever they speak (in very few words), the impact is great.

When he said "Choose your Battles", I felt that in those few little words I should not pursue my antagonistic stance. Cease and Desist. It is just not worth it.

* * * 

Now that the context is set [as you can see, I am a woman of MANY words] let me tell you a story.

A friend of mine married a Professor, who happened to have been married twice in the past with a number of children contributed by his late wife #1 and his late wife #2. For her, this is her third marriage too. Her first husband passed on and her second one divorced her. She has her own children from the first marriage, who happen to be smart, wonderful, adorable children. Hence, there is a mixed family situation going on here.

Long story short = her battle is in trying to wrest 'control'/ 'love'/ 'affection' from him (towards his children and grandson), to her. Obviously that strategy does not work well especially on a rational man who knows his priorities, so she creates a world where she dramatises the narrative and seemingly suffers alone. Frankly I am worried for her delusion.

Back to me, because I am a self-professed drama queen... my own hubby, despite him being a single person, has a family and particularly nieces and nephews who usually crashes at his house (one lives with him permanently). He is everyone's favourite single uncle, and when I came into the picture, I try not to disrupt the balance (although technically speaking, that is impossible). If I had taken my friend's approach, we will have a one-sided battle with me being on the offensive (hubby, the wise person whom he is, will keep quiet) and he will eventually becomes fed-up with me, and our relationship becomes uncomfortable, and maybe one day he will ask me to leave?

Well I am not too worried about leaving, but I would like to have a comfortable, mature, understanding relationship while I am here.

Hence my strategy is to keep quiet, respect his family relationships, and stay more at my own house. Being in that house with the locked room with another 'adopted' niece's things just create minor anxiety for me, no matter how much I console myself. So I need to try a new tack: she is not important to me, she will come get her things when the time is right, thank God that is not my house, and I can come home where I am more welcome/ where there is clarity (despite my past baggage, I have come clean with that relationship: it did not work out, I have snipped it off by choice, and we make good of whatever semblance of communication we have now).

According to hubby, a man is a simple being. He just wants to live his life in peace. If I continue harping on unnecessary things, his life will not be at peace (I think). So, in the circumstances, being mature is the way to go. The room and that person is so insignificant in our lives that we should not even think about it, and I should continue doing what is important such as TAKE CARE OF MY GROWING CHILDREN, teach my classes, finish my PhD, develop my online modules, write some papers, and essentially manage my life better. So much to do, so little time, so many temptations by insignificant things and people to derail my plans.

Another friend, let's call her FZA, said: Chin up. YES MOST DEFINITELY. 

We are mature, wise, independent ladies. All these little things are immaterial and are just dust. Wipe them off and move on. We have bigger dragons to slay! ♛

Of People

In any given room, I always consider myself the stupidest there. An empty vessel. Because then I can soak up the discussion, and speak less. [Note to self: practice this more with hubby and listen to him please!]

There are all sorts of people in this world. 

Successful people especially, have climbed to the top in many different ways.

Some get a bit of 'push' or 'lift' from connections,
Some work hard beyond any imagination and get where they want to be,
Some may not have intended to be thrown in the limelight but did, because he/ she have done something groundbreaking/ significant/ wonderful,
Some succeed from a little bit of everything, including luck/ tapping the right opportunity.

I also like to observe how people speak (about themselves, and their achievements), and you can really see how they feel about themselves, their view of the world, and at times about others. [Maybe this is why Prophet Muhammad PBUH advised that the lesser we speak the better, and I paraphrased].

Personally I hope that what I deliver (when I speak) is honest, humble and meaningful to whoever is listening, my students and my children particularly. 

Tuesday, February 08, 2022

School Uniforms: Yay or Nay?

The DJs on the radio this morning mentioned this topic, which got me thinking.

While I am ALL FOR self expression, I am in full support of the school uniform.

Why?
- equality, or at least the perception of equality, when wearing the same "uniform" outfits
- eliminate the pressure of choosing the OOTD
- it will rescue the minds of fashion-clueless kids/ individuals like me
- focus more attention in classes/ school instead of fixing the outfits, or comparing your friends' clothes
- while in uniform, kids will be more conscious e.g. if they play truant they probably will need to change into other clothes > makes it a little more inconvenient, although frankly if they put their mind to it nothing will actually stop them from skipping school
- nobody knows if the school uniforms are new or recycled or hand-me-downs, because they all look the same > this will help families in the lower income brackets

Perhaps what I can suggest to the Ministry of Education, as if my views matter, is to upgrade the fashion for school uniform. Maybe have 2 or 3 options of uniforms? Or allow the public schools to have 1 day of casual wear i.e. slacks/ skirt with school shirt?

Yay for school uniforms!

Saturday, February 05, 2022

Finding Myself

Who I am is not attached to my partner/ spouse
My job or achievements
My children
or My worldly possessions

I am not defined by my weaknesses
or failures  
or idiosyncrasies

I am weak at times
Sometimes I bounce back
Immediately
or Eventually

Me and my introversion
Me and my need to belong
Me and my need to be acknowledged
What of it?

What do I want?
What am I after?
Have I achieved enough?
or Should I have aimed higher?

How do I achieve the happiness I seek?
Why does my heart ache in numbing pain?
Will I be okay?
I would like to (be)

Am I easy to love?
Or too complicated for compromise?
Is this temporary
or will this drag on?

Is the answer in Gratitude?
Yes. most likely
Is this life worth living?
Yes and Yes, most definitely

So, Chin Up Girl
You still have a long way to go
A Journey that you must travel
And I promise that you will be alright
You know you will be 

💖

It is a matter of choice

I remembered this advertisement:

Why choose between:
- puppies and kittens
- husband/ relationship and career
- internet and TV channels

when you can have it all? 

First of all, all these are quite different choices that gives different outcomes.
In some cases, it is also a matter of personal preference. 

As usual, my feminist self was drawn to the husband-career divide.
A perpetual question, even on the second time round.
I am super-grateful that hubby is uber-supportive, and I count my blessings every single day. 
There is no one like him when supporting his wife for work or studies.

At the same time, being human, there is always an expectation that a wife cares for her husband.
More so in Asian families (and I have come to accept this, although internally I protest).
Why is there so much pressure on the woman/ wife, when the man/ husband could have as easily lifted his fingers and helped? The children are as much his as the wife's, and she is as equally tired coming home from work as he. Why does the cooking cleaning childcare responsibility rest solely on the woman, not the man? Is she such a superhuman that she has to do everything? (Maybe she is, or expected to be super-everything?)

This is somewhat my pet peeve, since Day 1. Many men are internally chauvinistic, it is probably their nature. I do not intend to change them and it is terribly unlikely that one woman's nagging will change thousands of years of nature/ conditioning. So I will let it be and toil on. It is a woman's job after all (followed by loud internal protest!!!!).

In short, one can have a career and a supportive husband, and a good marriage... however be prepared to put in some backbreaking work behind it. A man has his wife to support him. A woman has herself.

Balance | Symmetry

The middle child has many advantages.
He/ She will not be the centre of attention, hence the 'observer' instinct is honed. 
In contrast, there is too much attention on the eldest child who needs to be responsible and a good example to everybody; and the youngest child who is the 'baby' of the house.
He/ She would have learnt from the elder kids, hence not likely to repeat (or do) any dumb mistakes, because the elder ones have paved the path for him/ her.

I have noticed this recently: 

Child number 3 has 2 elder brothers 2 younger sisters
Hubby has 1 elder sister 1 elder brother 2 younger sisters 2 younger brothers
Incidentally Mr Ex has 1 elder brother 1 elder sister 1 younger sister 1 younger brother

What I have noticed about them? 
They are good with people, younger or older.
They make friends easily, and moves comfortably in a crowd.
They are good in persuading others and in negotiating terms.
They tend to maintain calm/ aim for harmony in tense situations.

Perhaps a coincidence, but I think being a middle child has something to do with it 😉

Why Learn Music? Why Learn Maths?

Facebook is filled with random uninvited comments.


2 comments about education that I read were: 

- Why learn music or learn to play the recorder?

- Lesson hours for Additional Maths should be reduced: dy/dx has no application in life


Personally I hated both Music and Add Maths. Super-thankful that for a law/ business qualification I didn't have to revisit either subject. I would have failed helplessly.


However, because I am a fair person, I would like to consider potential answers for these questions:

- Music is useful for us to appreciate the 'back-end' of songs: the musical notes, the instruments, and working together (harmonising); and why the recorder? because it is an affordable instrument, within everyone's budget;

- Add Maths concepts especially are used by people who develop our smart devices (this I paraphrase from the reply below); and anything from construction to automobiles to anything involving distance, speed, and accuracy (these were from Google, because I don't really remember this formula much); and

- Overall, school children should explore all subjects so that we develop interest in maths. science and music (among others); we surely need more girls/ women in science; and more artistic minds.


Below are the screenshots related to the dy/dx (Additional Mathematics) comment & its response:



Below is the screenshot of comment about music/ playing the recorder:


Why I Stayed On in this university

2022 is my 19th year in this university. 

Prior to this I had been in legal practice for a mere 4 years (should have stayed till 7!).

Why have I stayed in the university for so long?

- I found that I love teaching, and I happen to be quite an okay teacher/ educator

- I have wonderful colleagues

- The university is very close to home, 6km away to be exact

- There is autonomy in teaching and determining my career path (although I wished I could have had a good mentor to help me plan my academic career properly)

- lately, from 2020 to be exact, I found an opportunity for a new area of personal development = RESEARCH! (this should have been my bread and butter in the beginning, but I was ignorant)

So: is this a story of a person who left legal practice too soon & stayed in education for too long.. OR is this a story of a person who loves teaching and has developed strong skills in academia (research skills coming up!!!)

I believe it is the latter. I do happen to love teaching. The work hours are flexible. I do work too much sometimes, and my children see me working ALL the time. I hope I have given good examples to them (overworking is not one of it) and I hope they grow up to be well-adjusted individuals (even if their mum is not quite 'adjusted').

Context

The Indian Dream Hotel is a series shown on Discovery Asia. 

Often with series, I tend to watch whatever that is shown (unless of course you had planned to watch the series from the beginning). I watched the middle episodes first then the last few ones, then the beginning.

The series had Britt Ekland in it, a former Bond Girl from the 70s, together with a bunch of famous senior folks. They travelled across India to experience the sights, sounds, food and entertainment that the country has to offer. It struck me as "Lonely Planet" for older folks and did not think too much of it, until I saw the first episode months later. 

What the series was about: these folks were sampling India and deciding whether they would want to retire in that country. That context made a WHOLE lot of sense. Hence it explains why some participants were a tad 'critical' of the accommodation, the weather, the experience.

So it's not quite Lonely Planet, but "Will I make India my second home?". 

Context, is super important. It helps us make sense of what is happening, or what we're watching.

Had I seen the episodes in order, the whole series would have been a whole lot more enjoyable.

Hence this is where sometimes hubby gets irritated with me when I comment on or ask too many questions on the Malay dramas he's watching (when I haven't watched the earlier episodes). Will keep quiet from now on & just read the synopsis on google. That's my new approach 😷🙏

Perimenopause

This year I turn 48. 

Approaching the Golden Age of Five-Oh.

As I become an 'elder' in physique (but not quite in wisdom, or behaviour, or mindset), the body changes and prepares itself for menopause. This stage is called perimenopause, although I often (incorrectly) refer to it as pre-menopause.

Mayo Clinic's definition is as follows: 










The worst in my case is the mood swings... and I do need to apologise to hubby for getting me at this time. Not the best time to be married to a perimenopausal woman. 

I also noticed the hot flashes, and bladder issues, and the lack of interest in bedroom activities. Perhaps men suffer this too but at later ages (maybe their 60s?). There appear to be lack of literature on it. The focus tends to be on women, and it's a good thing too I think, because we probably can identify health issues better and make better decisions health-wise, moving forward. [Research gap: abundant literature on perimenopause & menopause helped women's health and hence women live longer compared to men? there is a research opportunity here 😁] 

How do I express it? Well, I am the same person now, only more crabby.

How long will this be going on? For another 2 to 7 years perhaps, I do not know when my ovulation will screech to a halt.

Does medication help? Maybe. One friend has been prescribed HRT to increase her estrogen levels. I should probably try exercising, and get over this 'meh' rut-ty feeling. Not helping me or anyone, if I am a sulking old lady. 

On another note, in this modern era there are lots of information available and we are more open to speak about things that are deemed 'taboo' before. There are also support groups available, to help us through this particular patch.

I'll try exercising and keeping a positive mindset. Will also include this in the discussion with my gynae during our routine checks. Hope this combination works. [Humans supposedly become more patient as they get older, but I am the reverse. Where is this angst/ anger coming from? God help me!]

950 Down, 50 more to go

No writer's block here 👻

Ironically, the more I write for the PhD, the more I feel I want to write in my blogs.

I read Prof John Cresswell's book on Research Design the other day, and he wrote about (and I paraphrase heavily) the discipline of writing >> Write a passage about something. Explain one thing in 3 different ways. Describe an event/ a person. When we write informally, we improve our formal (research) writing.

Maybe this is what's happening to me 👽

If I can JUST GET MOVING on the PhD writing.

I find the pace (of PhD writing) much much much slower compared to informal writing. For informal writing my creative juices flow quite freely. For PhD writing the process is at times tricky, feels unsurmountable but I will do it. I can do it. Because I must, and I do want to know the outcome of this research. It will be significant once it is done. I do believe that.

Onwards we go!

Life can be

quirky

cheeky

a mess

a maze

unexpected

a roller-coaster ride

wonderful

beautiful 

fantastical

a rut

funny

preposterous

superbly amazing

a thrilling adventure

outstandingly great

boring

mundane

a chore

monotonous

a humongous blessing

daily fun in the sun x 3000

great

magical

supercalifragilisticexpiallydocious  😆

an epic masterful creation 

like a box of chocolate...

nutty

crazy

difficult

endless

thriving

a constant battle

an opportunity to be a better person

giving selflessly

cherished cheerfully

reflected upon relentlessly, or kindly

embraced with so much love that it overflows

temporary

.

.

.

and it is ALL MINE to steer towards happiness 💌