So far, the most important lesson I've learned from work, and I believe that many will agree with me, is that..

nothing is personal.

Yesterday I excused myself from work at sharp 6pm and drove a long drive, more than 20 kilometres, from Damansara Heights to Puchong to visit a very very dear family member, Uncle B and his family.

I turned my radio off during the drive and drove in complete silence (very rare because I am always blasting the radio) because I felt like I needed some time with myself to clear my head.

In the afternoon, sometime before lunch, I realized, that sometimes, all of us can be so occupied with our work, and our own hectic schedules that we forget about the people around us.

Like me, for instance, I could have easily popped by Uncle B's house after work or during weekends but I didn't. I kept putting it off because I convinced myself that 'I need to get home as early as possible because I need 8 hours of sleep' or 'I am going to stay in and read a book this weekend' or 'I need to finish this before tomorrow because the clients/boss need this'.

In fact, I assumed that my family, my friends, they will always be there if and when I feel like I want to see them so appointments were always postponed, dates were cancelled and dinner plans, well, I have not made many.

The truth is, people don't always stay. When we're too busy to just pick up the phone to say hie or just make plans to meet up, they will leave us and we wouldn't even know it until it's too late.
And nobody really NEEDS to sleep for 8 hours it's just something that we all like to do but no we don't need it, at least not everyday.

And that was why at 5.55pm yesterday I told my Master that tonight, I can't be working till late because I have a very important engagement. She wasn't very happy, I think but well, I've been working late enough for the past month so one night of leaving work punctually, wouldn't result in the world coming to an end. And I came in the office an hour earlier this morning so please no complaints.

My point is, us, working young adults, we carelessly let work consume our lives that the hours in the day are spent either working, sleeping, eating, or 'spending time with myself' (definition varies from one individual to another).

So ask yourself, when was the last time you really spent time (being just physically there doesn't count especially if you are just stoning or dozing off. I mean really listening and enjoying yourself) with those dear to you?

A very kind gesture from a very dear colleague.



Sometimes, all it takes is just one very simple act to make someone else's day.

While we are perfectly capable of being nice and polite to our peers, there really is no need for us to be obnoxious, arrogant, or superior because regardless of whatever status or position, we must not forget that a long time ago, we started from the bottom too. We were once not very wise. We once had to ask for directions, pointers and guidance. We all encountered that good samaritan who helped us along the way. And sometime in future, perhaps we should be someone else's helping hand too.

Today I am reminded how fragile relationships can be, whether among family members, friends or between lovers. What may seem to be fine and dandy one day can be so easily shattered into a million pieces the next second, which is precisely why we need to always remember to not take the blessings and the wonderful people in our lives for granted.

Have you say your 'I love you's lately?

Oh dear. I feel like a stranger in my own blog! To those who are still in the dark, I've started working. Yes, I've joined the rat race. Before I started working, I made a resolution to try my very hardest to maintain a healthy work/life balance but look where I am today. Three weeks into work, and already, I hardly have any time for myself, my family or my friends. I eat unhealthily, have dark eye circles, dry and dehydrated skin, hardly read the papers, hardly read anything non-law related actually, and drive like a mad woman on the road.

This has got to change.

This is to remind everyone, myself especially, to always, always check your side mirrors when you're in indoor carparks.

Now, after a whole morning of agony and guilt, I am off to inspect the damage :(

Remember this?

Yes. So I made a hasty decision to snip off the front. I have been trying.very.hard. to get this look again.
But today, because I was fed-up of hair poking into my eyes constantly, I decided to go to the hairstylist again and snip off more hair.

Now, I am living with regret.