four words. i love my mum. there can be no other person in the world that understands me best at anything or everything i do or gone through. i proudly admit that my mum is my best friend. my saviour. my needs. my love. to some it may sound corny but if you were in my place, you would understand how i feel towards my mum. words don't do justice to convey what i feel towards her.
no doubt there is ups and downs. but isn't it true when they say that blood is thicker than water. she is seriously an angel, personified. i just love everything about her. from her cares, loves, tantrum and anger.
i learn alot from my mum and i'm still learning. i love every minute i spent with her. we never fail to share thoughts, suggestions and advises. spending almost every night with her, talking and telling each other how our day went by, what are our problems and how it can mould and affect our future, made me think alot about circumstances.
she's so supportive. in every single thing i do. from my passion/interest to my occupation. it's hard to see a mother watching her son grew up in enigma that evolves meddling with women. be it handling them or be part of it. not every mum can tolerate the son involve himself in dance, make-up artistry, fashion creativity even up to femininity. she always give me words of encouragement and advices when i want to venture into such arena. yet, she will always advice me not to forget the Creator whenever i step into such vice.
to her, when i can actually voice out reasons and show her the trust she needs, whatever i want to do, i have her full support. she never lay a finger to any of my decision when she thinks its right, truthful or to the best of my needs/liking. never even question me the people that i mix with. to her, befriend with anyone but don't follow the characteristics.
to the extent, sometimes, i don't know what i will do if she's not around to guide me anymore. we even share secrets. stuffs that i want her to know, her point of view and her advices. all thanks to her that made me a strong persona that i am today.
she is phenomenal.
I Love You.
toodles
Izhan Shah
p.s: you've crossed it. i just let it be. see how far you can last.
picture this. on the lovely 4th of january is the start of a new job at TrueColours. the day went well. then continue with 5th of january. still doing the job. but then, something rude has happened. my body aches, my mind blanked and i got cold sweats. next thing i know, i got two days MC and down with stomach flu! all those vomitting and past-motioning and can't eat. next thing i realise, i lost alot of weight but my stomach is so full of gas (due to not eating) i started to bloat where my tummy is as big as my ass! like WTH!!
there i was not worrying about my health but my job. i've placed it in such a jeopardised position. but thank god all went well and i'm back to work.
but you know what's bothering me? of course me being the practical individual, theory is so not my type. so when i have to desk-bounded myself in the office for five days for theory studies on product knowledge, taking down notes and doing theory test, i got my brain all wired up! i just can't believe i have to face all this. luckily, tomorrow is the last day at office and i will be on shopfloor the day after.
it's so not fun getting stuck at tanjong pagar. with all those barbaric people who claims to be in the business district, is so unflattering. them being the typical singaporean. the kiasu and kiasee. it's tiring trying to catch up with them. talk about getting into trains or even a seat for lunch and there you have a wonderful display of the typical ethics and etiquette of such bozos.
since i survived four freaking days, what's a day gotta to with it, rite?
anyway for all those countryside people who don't know what TrueColours is? let me share with you. it's the most prestigious, luxurious local company in singapore under the beauty department. think brands like laura mercier, glo minerals, philosophy, izu, hourglass, egyptian magic etc etc....they are the exclusive company that brings in such brands. and i'm part of it. god bless this is the kinda work place i'm looking for.
hitting the sack. have to wake up early to slap the bitches in the train so i can get my seat!
toodles
izhan shah
p.s: can it be that.....?
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Monday, January 04, 2010
it's a new day. it's a new year. it's a new chapter. a year passed by and even though some questions still left unanswered, it's time to leave it all behind and strive for a new beginning. a beginning with all hopes in hand that it will turn out well. with all the wishes waiting to be granted. praying for a revolution.
prayers are one of the most essential thing in my life. i can never think of any single moment when my heart never prayed. be it while walking, roaming around, working, chilling, and all the miniscule details that i do. it may be such a cliche considering the kinda attitude/character/personality i portrayed to people. but those who knows me best, know what i am.
since making a resolution is so much of a hassle for i don't remember when was the last time i made one and fulfilled it. but this time, i won't call it a resolution, i want to do something drastic for a change. something that's worth the wait. worth the time. worth the effort. i prayed i be strong-willed enough, like i know i am, to do it.
browsing the blogs of some of my worthy friends, really worth the keep and memory, i'm happy that they had a blast 2009. i'm sure whatever ups and downs are a lesson learned. an experience that is worth the experiment. and i prayed that 2010 will be another year for them to cherish to. it maybe too early to predict but let's just hope for the best.
families, friends and acquaintances are part of what we are today. love it or hate it, it's who we are. can't change the fate but can change the fact. but what's the point? facts are still facts. twist and turn but it's still the same. just have to accept for what it is. for better or for worst.
i think i'm blabbering too much now. let us pray for a worthy 2010. amin.
toodles
izhan shah
p.s: i "lost" it....
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