Archive for November, 2010

Obsession

Posted in Personal Preferances with tags on November 30, 2010 by eleenpor

I admit, I’m addicted.
I can’t seem to get enough of it. Over and over again, I keep going back for more and more.

This is my obsession.


Every few weeks, I go back for more.

Can you blame me?
It just feels so darn liberating!

🙂

Hey Stranger

Posted in Dedication with tags , on November 29, 2010 by eleenpor

Got your very brief and very cute voice message today.

As always, it left me grinning like a silly schoolgal for a good hour. And as always, I wish there isn’t half a globe separating us. And as always, I am reminded of how much I miss you.

Life swishes by so fast and we get caught in the wild ride, eh? How long has it been since we last spoke to each other, huh? Six months? One year? Or longer than that?

Every Christmas, I think of you and all those wonderful folks you call family. The memory of them so warmly welcoming me into their homes many Christmases ago will always, always stay locked in a special corner of my heart. I love you and every single one of them to bits. Remember that, ok?

Hope Life is as good for you over there as it is for me here.

😀

Lots of hugs & muax across 9000 miles,
Eleen

P/S – I still make eggnog on Christmas, thanks to your grandma’s recipe.

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Livin’ it

Posted in Celebration, Dedication, Fun with tags , on November 26, 2010 by eleenpor

When I celebrate my half century birthday, I wanna celebrate it like you did.

Because of you … we aspire to be hawt, free and wild-spirited! 🙂

Neverending Cycle

Posted in Rant, Recollection with tags , , on November 25, 2010 by eleenpor

For 3 years, I lived some 380+km from my hometown. I looked towards holidays with mixed emotions. Happy to get a break and to spend some quality time back home, not-so-happy to go through the mad rush trying to push my way through the thousands of folks traveling home for the holidays too.

I happily put all that behind when I came home upon graduation.

Against many odds, I stayed put on my beloved Paradise Island for more than a decade. People came and people went, I stayed on. Yes, on that tiny island folks thought would never hold me down.

Then one day, an Opportunity came knocking on my door. I thought it was like all the other opportunities that I’ve managed to flick off through the years but this one seemed different. Unlike the others, it stubbornly kept knocking. And wouldn’t stop no matter how hard I was ignoring it.

I thought long and hard about it. Weighed all the pros and cons. And decided that for this one, I’d open the door.

With the opening of the door comes a lot of changes. And a lot of sacrifices. I knew that once I open it, there is no turning back. Yeah, so I felt a little twinge of fear but the excitement of what’s ahead quickly overshadowed the fear.

As I exit this year and move on to the next phase of my Life, I walk ahead with my head held high. Knowing that what’s in store for me will enrich me in many, many ways.

So here I am. Returning to the headaches and heartaches of traveling home for holidays. But it’s ok. It’s just a cycle of Life. And I will embrace it with all that I’ve got.

Everyday’s Mother’s Day

Posted in Dedication with tags on November 24, 2010 by eleenpor

I remember the first time I told my mom that I love her, it was over the phone. It was a humid night in KL. I was tired from cramming for exams, homesick and just wanna listen to her voice. Back in those days (mid-90’s), mobile phones were luxury items that poor Uni students like yours truly never even dreamt of owning.

So there I was, hogging the public phone booth with a pocketful of coins to feed the machine every few minutes.

Mom: U eating well?
Me: Yes.
Mom: U sleeping well?
Me: Yes.
Mom: U got study well or not?
Me: Of course lah!
Mom: Good girl then.
Me: Erm mom….
Mom: Yeah? Everything OK?
Me: I love u.
Mom: Huh? What?
Me: I love u lah. I love u and I miss u.
Mom: Erm…ok. U sure u ok? Why suddenly talk like that wan?
Me: Am ok, mom. Just let me tell u how much I love u & how much I appreciate u, k?
Mom (uncomfortable silence) : Erm….ok lah.
Me: Ok, nite mom. Talk to you in a few more days.
Mom: Erm, ok…good nite (still embarrassed).

I smile a smile that reaches all corners of my heart every time I recall that conversation.

You see, I was brought up in a very conventional Chinese way where folks don’t tell their kids how much they love them. It seems there is this Chinese superstition that if one praises the kids too much, the evil spirits will claim the lives of the kids away from the parents. I never understood why my parents never praised me when I did things right or when I came home with stars from my teachers. They just mmm-ed and went on their ways. Only when I grew a little older and started reading alot, that I realized they do love me and are proud of me. They just show it (or in their case, don’t show it) in the most stifling Chinese way. LOL.

Then I figured out a way to ‘force’ them to tell me they love me. I keep telling them at every opportunity that I love them. That I appreciate them and the sacrifices they made for me and my little brother. Being Asians, my mom responded to me more (or better) than my dad. Daddy has always been very strict and very Asian. Telling the kids he loves them would be un-cool and unheard of. So, he kept his cool. As for mom, she’ll respond in her Asian way “I love u too lah!” and quickly changed the topic. Cute.

So, this post is dedicated to all the mothers in this world (especially my mom ‘cos she is the bestest!).

  • For having the courage to endure 9 months of physical torture & at least 18 years of mental torture
  • For the countless sacrifices
  • For the home-cooked meals and special soups
  • For the tears you shed from your eyes and your heart
  • For the torn dresses/pants/shirts you mended
  • For inspiring me to write this post

Thank you from the deepest crevasses of my heart.

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Posted in News with tags on November 23, 2010 by eleenpor

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