I went for the opening night of My Lingham Speaks last night,
and it was really good!
Plus the lighting that was staged for different moods and settings was fantastic.

The only part i spaced out was when there were a few minutes of football jokes.
I’m sure most of the women in the audience spaced out too :p

But my FAVOURITE was the caning he got when he was a kid,
i could so relate to it! 
I’m sure many Malaysian kids can too…
the acting was superb and it was just like something i used to do, kinda, just that i wasn’t acting then.

I think i hid the cane from my mom once.
And oh of course i got into more trouble after that.
*harrumph*

Catch My Lingham Speaks yourself!
It goes on at KLPAC till 15th August 2010
and would be something great to do this weekend!

Ticketing details *here*

I’m wearing >
lace top; vintage from lapsap junksale
red pants; next
shoes; kurt geiger
bag; anya hindmarch
accs; pu3, me & zena

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I’ve been trying to keep positive lately,
so that things will start happening for me.
I know it sounds weird, but i was trying to think back to what i was like as a person when i was happily busy with work,
and it wasn’t difficult to pinpoint that i just plain didn’t worry,
went with the flow,
and things would keep coming.

Someone once told me that one’s biggest sin is to worry,
because why on earth should we worry,
when we have the greatest gift of life – just BEING on earth,
experiencing everything that we explore.

So i tried to stop worrying.
And it’s hard to not worry when you CAN’T HELP worrying sometimes…

What i can say is that i’m happy i can stop worrying a bit faster than others (i think)
and i know of some friends who worry and worry a lot,
and i DO feel awfully sorry for them.
Cos once you’re stuck in a worry rut,
i have seen how difficult it is for them to climb out of it.

I’ve still been a bit cuckoo (hyper and happy one minute, feeling for no utter reason like slapping someone anyone the next, and i would like to blame the pill but apparently since i’m already paying RM55 for Yasmin which is apparently the best with no side effects, i can’t blame it either -_-)
I calmed down more last week,
tried to busy my self with things,
and suddenly work started coming in from all sorts of avenues.

So i’m really happy about that.
I feel i have PURPOSE when i wake up every morning,
and have more than enough work on my plate right now causing me to run around every day for meetings and staying in front of the pc for ages,
but i love and miss that adrenaline and am glad i have something called deadlines again.

I know right, i love deadlines.
I love that feeling of OH GOD I HAVE TO FINISH IT
and that sensation of going to sleep while hyper on coffee + accomplishment it’s done at some ridiculous hour in the morning.

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