scarcity, schmarcity.

Heya there, people!

So anyway, in (very basic) Economy class, we learn about scarcity, and how there will never be enough resources on our planet to satisfy ALL of our needs, and apparently that's a problem. Well, everyone, the way i see it, if we got every single thing that we ever wanted, then we would stop wanting, and then that takes the freshness out of everything.

I have a lot of fun wanting stuff. It's gotta be a slow procedure, really, because if we get everything just like that, then all the fun kind-of just dissipates. When we want something, we're moved towards a certain point of action, where we do something just so we can fulfill our desires. From there the process of change unfolds, and you watch things fall into place in the most bizarre, freshest, incredible ways. It may be long and hard, sure, but in the end you'll find that it was all worth it -- because you know how they say that it's not the outcome that matters, it's the journey you make to get there? Well, they were right ;)

The realizing, the wanting, the desiring, the doing, and of course, the getting. The process in itself is delicious, and i am in love with it. Stop being so impatient, and just enjoy it all.

Have an awesome day, lovelies.

Precisely Malaysian

Hey people! You HAVE to read [this], even more so if you're Malaysian.

I feel that as children, we’re born into a country which is so rich with beautiful things. Your teachers tell you good things about the country in moral or religious classes. You have co-curricular activities with different races. This was my experience, there were no problems.

And then, children grow up, and at university or pre-university, thoughts suddenly creep in about how we’re treated unequally. And then, to be dramatic about it, the torrent of dirt just descends upon them as they become exposed to the realities of Malaysia. They realise that there are things not right with the country. And it is that moment of awakening which is the saddest part of someone’s life. Everything you’ve been taught is challenged.

I want a day where that moment of rude awakening doesn’t happen, whatever race, religion or socioeconomic background you come from. I would like to see a Malaysia where everyone can continue feeling fully accepted as 100% Malaysian based on their citizenship.

I somehow cannot agree more. Well, what about you? What kind of Malaysia would you wish to be living in one day?

choices and such

Howdy, awesome people!

Clearly, it appears that this project (blog) has gone into abandonment -- but i'm not giving up yet! I refuse to remove the link from any of my online profiles despite this site having gone un-updated for weeks, because i know that i still have way to much to learn, and i want to share all of this with you guys. I love this blog, and am thankful for the existence of a space for me to express and expand the best of myself.

Well, yeah, i've been cheating :( i'm sorry guys, but of late, i haven't been being 'love', or grateful, or 'fresh'. No, i haven't been being miserable, neither have i been stricken with negativity, i just seem to be unable to grasp that invigorating sense of energy. It's gone ... somewhere, and this has been preventing me from signing into this account and updating.

So i wait for it to return -- the power. I wait to be inspired again.

Today, here i am, and i have something to say (!). Just recently i was granted the privilege of choice, yet again. Now, i am eternally grateful for the fact that i have always been fortunate enough to choose how i want to direct my days and my life -- i get to chose what to wear and how to present myself, i get to chose what i want to do with myself (although i admit, i barely have an inkling of that), i get to chose what of my favorite food i want to eat later, etcetera.

But this is a different kind of 'choice'. This one here that i have on my lap, this is scary. This is a dilemma, and the reality of it is that this is the kind of choice that, if chosen wrongly, would be looked upon with regret for many, many years to come in the future.

What if i regret my decision? How am i to face everyone else after this? What if i don't get what i want? What if i'm letting go of something invaluable? What if i hate myself for this?

Yesterday, i cracked my head trying to figure out what i wanted. It kept me from sleeping, and had me feeling nervous the entire day.

Today, i realized that there's really no need for me to be so torn up over this. I have been terrifying and doubting myself in so many ways that it has already taken a turn towards negativity, and that is simply not sustainable at all --which is why i'm going to let go. I haven't come to a decision yet, but i am not going to be afraid anymore.

And i will not regret my decision. Because regret is only a fantasy that your insecurities craft, a nightmare of sorts, a song that you sing to yourself when you are unhappy or dissatisfied with your current environment -- and it never helps a single thing. Three years from now, wherever i find myself then, regardless of what i have chosen this week, i have faith that it is nothing but meant to be. All this while i was trying to protect myself from the regret that i would potentially feel, but today, i see that this is ridiculous. This is life, there is no right or wrong decision, everything just is.

So, all you awesome people, i haven't been around much, but i have something to tell you -- don't regret anything, ever. Yeah, so things could have been different. You could be living in a bigger house right now, be married to a different person, have a different certificate of your degree, etc. Your life could have taken on millions of different paths, but open up your eyes. Take a look around at the room you are in, and the people you are now surrounded with -- this is where it has led you, and this is where you are now.


Regret ain't gonna change a thing. And it's such a pain in the ass.

Let it go. Your life is perfect. Believe it.

With much lurve,
J ♥