Beer and Burps at Brussels

After hearing much about Brussels at Jaya One, I decided to go check out the place myself. Though not very much a beer expert or fan, checking out something new is always exciting for me :P So there I was sitted with CY, Sook and Yen yen each trying to make our minds what to drink. After all, the list is long and it's not everyday we encounter foreign beers. After each of us picked our beer, I suddenly decided to ask em' what the promotion of the day was. Turns out a bucket of 4 bottles of Hoegaarden Forbidden Fruit was going at about RM 50 something, so we all changed our orders (which I'm sure frustrates just about any waiter/waitress, though the one who served us still did it with a pleasant smile)

Boy, it was definitely yummy. Sweet and flavourful, definitely irresistible. What have I been missing all this while.....? Anyway, I love looking at design and I think Forbidden Fruit's label is definitely interesting (which means I also brought home the coaster :)


Food is yummy, tried the German sausages my friend ordered and some bacon cocktail sausages I ordered, but price leans on the ouch side abit. My four bacon wrapped cocktail sausages cost rougly RM 14, definitely pricey for little stuff that you can woof at one go.

Oh well no matters, I'll still be back for another beer next time around :)

Reflections

A couple of weeks back I went home while the sun was still shining and arrived at the doorstep of my home to be greeted by the surprised face of my brother.
"Did you get fired?" he asked sarcastically.
This was my moment of realisation. I don't usually come home early, I just continue working as long as there is work to do (which is usually the case) but I certainly do not consider myself a workaholic. Few of my friends have begun to think I am one, after coming home late and missing some friendly get-togethers.
Workaholics thrive on work. I, on the other hand simply have work that if left unfinished will lead to certain miseries and doom. But it is rather ironic (or foolish) how before I started working I swore to myself to lead a balance life and not linger about the office. Haha.

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Today while reading Patsy Kam's article in the Star about the meaning of Christmas, I suddenly came to another realisation. Of course, articles pandering about what Christmas really means are by no means a fresh topic, yet funnily enough when Patsy wrote about how we're paying just so much attention to a Christmas tree, I realise I do the same. Will this year's tree be dressed in gold? Or silver? Or decked in bows and other shiny paraphernalia?

All the years of amusing myself with ideas on how to make my artificial, lifeless tree match the regal ones in Metrojaya, I forgot that in another corner in my house sits the altar where there is an image of Jesus and the Bible laid before it. How did I spend the last few years forgetting to figure out how to make the altar the centre of attention during Christmas? By no means am I doing a 360 and chucking the tree out, some traditions albeit commercial driven, are still fun to follow but I guess as a Christian I should have also thought more of Jesus.

After all it was His birth and not my fake tree.

U know when Christmas is near

Yes, the signs are eminent when Christmas is close by...The obvious ones would be a sudden influx of pine and fir trees all over malls with gaily coloured balls and reams of ribbons..

In the office I have started blaring some old Christmas oldies to the delighted glee of some colleagues :)

At home this sign comes up :
















It ONLY comes around just before Christmas, so go figure.. :)

What Am I Doing

It's like 12.08 am (took me 6 tries to type those words, kept on mispelling) and I'm up when I know I'd have another long day tomorrow.

I'm in my room on my sister's laptop since it works faster than my Toshiba, and out of the back window hyper happy Tamil music is playing from the mamak. It's times like these when I feel at ease, serene (yes with the whole Tamil music thing) when the night air is still and the only voice I hear is the one that belongs to me, talking to me, inside of me. Do I sound insane or what haha.

TO whoever who reads this post, I'm sorry if I've been cutting calls, MSNs, SMS, whatever communication short with the excuse 'I'm busy'. Work has been eating up a chunk of life, actually almost the whole chunk of my life and I hear many a wise man's faint echo 'Work, Life Balance.. GO slow .. DOn't burn'.

But how leh... when stuff keeps on streaming in ?

I'm in a reflective mood when I get home, now when I sneak some precious time to blog. What am I doing? Am I doing the right thing? Is it really work hard while you're young or is it Be smart and screw it while you can cos life's short. I really don't know. But you know how they tell you to trust your gut instinct? That small little voice inside of you? Right now the voice says things are not really all right for me. BUT then I have more than one voice. In the morning another voice says C'mon, this is it. This is life. We're going to seize the day. So which voice is right ah?

I hear the echoes of plastic plates being stacked in the back lane by the washer women of the mamak. I hear even more Tamil music going a few decibels louder than before... or it's just another singer who has a shriller voice, I'm not too sure. I hear the tapping on my keyboard. It's times like this when I feel serene after a hectic day :)

Which is which

Woman who leaves job and joins boyfriend in another country
Fool or Strong Faith?

Woman who works 12 hours everyday
Workaholic or Ambitious?

Woman who tries to work by principles
Idealistic or Strong Character?

Woman who decides to leave lover for career
Realist or Cold Hearted?

Woman who delays having a family to dedicate herself to work
Ambitious or Soul-less?

Woman who forgives unfaithful lover
Understanding or Foolish?

Woman who believes in finding The One
Naive or Optimist?

Thank you

Thanks for all the wishes guys :) I appreciate that you guys remembered and took the time to create some funky, heartfelt messages.

Walk

Reaching at this corner
I have to take a turn
Moving on and on
It's not a choice
No time to stammer
Just keep up my poise
And walk on ...

Looking over my shoulder
Was my journey all that good
Tried my best to keep the mood
At times I gave up
At times I wanted to stall
But thank You
You kept me renewed
I walked on
Walked on for tomorrow
Walked on for tomorrow

Now I take my stride
Here I come
Around the corner
I hear new whispers
I can only imagine
What awaits
Who will walk beside me
Who will dance beside me
Who will try to break my steps
Who will carry me forward
Let me sail and glide
In my strides

Can only look behind my shoulder
Footsteps seem to be heavier
But no time to stop or stammer
I'm moving on and on
This is life
And life's like this