Monday, October 20, 2014

App : Routinely

I have been using Routinely to help keep me on track with my goals. The app is simple, to the point and is devoid of any unnecessary fuss. Just create the small simple tasks that you want to complete, set a reminder and you're off.

It works for me, so far, and I have been using Routinely for more than a year now. Admittedly, I can do better at achieving ALL the routines I want to do every single day but the thing is that you don't have to if it is not what you want.

There are important things, there are unimportant things. Whenever a routine is left not done, the bar turns yellow. You are, hereby, given a yellow card. Buck up. If you continue to ignore it, it turns red. Red card. To make you feel even guiltier, it shows you the last time you paid attention to the task.

Something will gnaw and chew at your conscience when you see something like 'Clean your desk' which is followed by 'Last done 239 days ago'. LOL

Anyway, if you know of a better app or something I might want to check out, let me know. I am all ears.

Staying focused,
Marsha


Friday, October 17, 2014

If I Were Bieber, Bieber, Bieber...oh

I am not a Bieber fan although I think this spunky kid has grown up pretty fast and furious. Justin is an incredibly good-looking guy but I feel a little sad that he has to grow up under Hollywood's spotlight this way. He is a young man deserving of a normal lifestyle, devoid of all those negative attention.

Yes, I am beginning to feel sorry for him...and his parents who are doing their best to give Bieber the correct direction in order for him to grow up and at the same time, keep to his dreams of being a singer and star.

He is a Hollywood star so, naturally, there would be papps everywhere. Like friggin' flies. They look and behave like it too, I guess. Sorry, flies.

After the most recent ATV episode with the law, it seems like people are being really mean and nosy and being creeps. A couple of years back, I saw on an Entertainment website, a video of a celeb walking out of a pub with papps following closely behind. Initially, the celeb just walked ahead and maintained a cold smile.

Not good enough for the paparazzi. No violence, no swearing, no punches, just a pretty face....simply not good enough. The 'reporter' said some really mean things and provocative things to the celeb and (after having some drinks) true enough, the celeb lost his smile for a while.

Thankfully, only for a little while. He took some really quick steps towards the photographer, in a slightly menacing way, before someone pulled him back from behind. Then the stoned smile was back on.

If I were Bieber, I would take a similar stance. We can only hope that all those under intense spotlight would have this kind of Super Human resistance to general stupidity and desperation. Or keep good, sober friends around at all times. Maybe hire a few more bodyguards, or some special agents armed with rifles and wrapped up to their necks with bombs. Or maybe go live in a transparent bullet-proof bubble. JK. >.<

Source: SXC.hu

Well, that's what you get for being famous, I guess. I don't even want to remember what happened to some TVB artistes some time back. Or maybe YOU do, but I don't.

It's a rainy Friday over here and I plan to finish up some stuff before hitting a restaurant for dinner. Have a pleasant weekend ahead!


Love,
Marsha


Thursday, October 16, 2014

All Rolled Into One

This is too true. Think about it, 10 years ago, we had to carry around a whole load more. Now, we only have 1 device. This is how far we have come, tech wise, that is.

By the same token, this device is also partially responsible for the aging and death of common humanity.

Just saying, no hating, i love my phone.


One day away from weekend,

Yesssssssss,

Marsha

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Excuse Me

A short one from the phone because i have to complete this task. Yes, to write something. Anything.

So, i am short on time because i am hungry as hell and rushing out of the house.

Anyway, if u r a foreigner anywhere in Malaysia or Singapore and u hear someone say this to u, if u r a stranger, be offended. If u hear it from someone u know, be pleased because it can be an affectionate phrase.

It basically means 'f to one side please'. Without the 'please', actually.

Have a great Sunday,
Xoxo
Marsha

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Writing and Blogging, Anyway

I have been writing and blogging for ages, much like the writer from Zen Habits who wrote something about this and I completely agree with him when he said that even for experienced bloggers/writers, you can never escape the fear of being judged.

Worse still, the fear of being caught writing lame stuff for a perceived learned audience.

It is a fact that I no longer enjoy the kind of readership that I used to enjoy. But it is all out there, the (lame) and (good) stuff that I have ever written since the dawn of the internet. A large number of blog posts I wrote were wiped out when Wordpress took out my earlier blog for being a little 'politically incorrect' but it is a fact that once you get yourself out there, you are subjected to fear, judgement, and rejection.

But isn’t this what life is all about anyway?

Writing in public, especially about your own personal thoughts, opinions and life is scary as hell. It is pretty much like public speaking. And there are very few of us who can confidently declare public speaking as our forte. This is just an assumption but correct me if I am wrong - many people would rather air their dirty linen in private as opposed to posting it on the IN-TER-NET. Gasp.

It’s a pity too, sometimes, because some of favorite bloggers have stopped blogging altogether, saying that they have run out of ideas. Other reasons includes ‘nothing more to say’, ‘it’s all so lame’, ‘I am scared’and ‘I don’t have the time anymore’.

I have quite a list of blogger sites bookmarked as my favorites and I continue to anticipate their revivals and comebacks. Still waiting. Hope I don’t have to wait till I am 90. Not sure if I can wait that long.

As mentioned, I have been writing since forever. This shouldn’t be a problem for me. But do you know the number of times I tried to convince myself to run really fast into a wall after those ‘early works of art’? After reading them, I would hide in the toilet and the internet for at least 10 minutes. LOL.

The fact is this....I have grown. I was young then. And the internet of those yesteryears was so different from what it is now. But I continue to write.

What is really different is that back then, I wrote for an audience and fellow bloggers. Now, I write for no one in particular. Or just one person. An imaginary person sitting right in front of me, like I was chatting with him/her/it over a cup of coffee.

Let me share something with you that threw me off my feet and got me into a panic attack.



It took me 12 minutes to write a heart-felt message in the blog post and it was called ‘Dear China’ after the disappearance of flight MH370 and I expected it to be just like my any other ‘I write for no one in particular’ posts, which sometimes get 13 views, sometimes 100, others 500.

Dear China’ post was read over 30,000 times a day and shared over social media sites over a week. My profile page views suddenly had hundreds of views a day.

It is no biggie for most people who enjoy 30,000 views every few seconds but for me, it felt like a noose around my neck.

OK, here’s how it looks on this side of the computer screen. Me, hunched over my laptop, hyperventilating, refreshing the stats, hyperventilate, had an emergency meeting with my manager (my sons) and asked them if I should delete the post. I swear, the numbers were up every time I refreshed the stats update.

It was shit just took over moment. All those ‘I write for no one in particular’ moments suddenly took a sharp turn towards the South East.

The reason for this fear is that it was still a sensitive topic at that time. Feelings and emotions were still raw. One friend warmly took my side and said ‘This should teach you when not to write about current issues’. *GeeThanks, LOL. The only thing that stopped me from deleting the post was the fact that most of the feedback I got were positive ones and I thank those people who shared their positive feedback with me so that I didn't feel so scared for voicing out.

Petrified, I did question my decision to write such an impromptu thing and I think it made me think a little more about the stuff I share out there. Especially when it is something sensitive.

Did I entertain thoughts of ‘maybe I should stop blogging if this thing hits the fan’? Absolutely. For those with stronger hearts, I have a weak one. Please forgive me.

But the decision was made....that once all that sharing stopped, I will just resume my ‘I write for no one in particular’ posts. By then, they will realize what a boring person I really am and stop reading. Then....I am FRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE again. Hahaha

You see, writing transforms and touches people. Instead of taking the feedback and sudden attention in a negative light, I think my stance became like ‘yeah, I wrote that. Let’s listen to what problems you have with what I had just said and I might change my point of view’. That is the only way to NOT stop writing. In fact, this way, I get to write, people get to (if they at all) read and it is a win-win situation if I decide not to take it personally.

If there is anything I am good at, it is being stubborn. My weakness happens to be....also my stubbornness......unfortunately. And I am stubborn about wanting to write. Some call it persistence, I think. LOL

Anyway, Friday’s approaching again and I heard that there is going to be some kind of Foodgasm thing going on in a nearby park. I am going to starve till then. I mean....they better give me Foodgasm for my effort.

Have fun and be healthy,
XOXO
Marsha

Wise Men

Wise men are not always silent, but they know when to be.

Sunday, October 5, 2014

Friday, October 3, 2014

Optimist turned pessimist turned realist

Told myself i have to blog about something today so, here i am. I am on my phone so if u r a grammar-correcting activist, dont continue reading. Lol. I am not sure if i have the patience to manually capitalize each and every 'I' and i am not really sure how to spell apostrophe w/o autocorrect.

I hope the spelling is correct, oh hell. Lol.

Anyway, just wanna share an article i saw on Time about the advantages and disadvantages of optimists and pessimists.

I was born a natural optimist. How else would one explain a legal officer jumping ship from a desk job of suing people to a rock band member, right?

after becoming a mom, the reigns of control in my brain turned me into a pessimist. A parent is supposed to be an all-knowing being, choonow so, in an effort to know everything, i had to be able to read the future. Like predicting the next time my kid is gonna want to poop, fall or is he going to be a doctor.

This type of thinking naturally turns people into control freaks, me thinks.

I thought it was a terrible type of person to become. Like being turned into a natural b***h because of something u r required to do.

I am glad that after reading the article, it has given me more peace of mind and a lot more self understanding and acceptance.

Have a good read, its Friday and Monday is a hohohoholiday!!!

Xoxo,
Marsha

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Book: The Heist (Janet Evanovich + Lee Goldberg)

I am a fan of Janet Evanovich. I had no idea who Lee Goldberg was.

OK, that's out of the way. People who read Janet Evanovich's books are surely fans of Stephanie Plum, the clumsy and sometimes smart bounty hunter who keeps getting into trouble and finding herself in seemingly impossible situations and yet, somehow, manages to triumph over evil.

Evanovich is no stranger to co-writing stories with others and I have read a couple of them. Can't remember which but they are sitting somewhere on my bookshelves and I am not up to pulling the books out one by one. Each of those co-writing projects are good because it gives the stories and the writing a different feel.

With The Heist, I think the 'co-writing effect' is so much more obvious because it reads like a movie. A film that you can conjure up in your head, all by yourself.

The usual way Janet Evanovich writes is to write it so that we can see things from the protagonist's point of view. We don't see what we are about to see until the protagonist sees it for herself. With The Heist, it's like what you would see on a movie screen.

OK. I will illustrate. This is hard.

Novel Style
Jane walks across the bridge. Bridge is shaking and she knows she is about to fall off. She looks up and sees Jack on the other side of the bridge, hanging off a vine. She sees him swooping in and made a grab for his hand and they safely on the other side of the bridge. Jack tripped upon landing and Jane knocked her head on a huge arse rock. He quickly carries her to his car and rushes her to the hospital.

Movie Style
Jane walks across the bridge. Jane finds herself waking up from the inside of a car, dazed and confused about what happened. *flashback* *minutes before* Jack, the handsome sidekick flew in Tarzan-style, hanging off a vine, and swooped her off her feet but carelessly, he knocked her head on a big arse rock and she was knocked unconscious.

Not that I am complaining because it is extremely fun and exciting to follow the adventures these people take on.

Instead of having a sexy but clumsy female protagonist as the main character, we have FBI agent, Kate O'Hare, who is all seriousness, supremely kick-assy, don't take shit for answers, will break your skull if she doesn't get her way. She will defy her own limits to find, track down and bring behind bars, Nicolas Fox, a handsome conman who is extremely smart and have managed to outsmart Kate O'Hare by nano-seconds in the past. She makes it her life mission to sneer at him from the other side of a jail cell.

Nicolas Fox, on the other hand, is not muscled-up, armed and dangerous nor is he a nasty character with toilet-mouth. He is a smooth criminal. I can only think of 'Face' of The A Team. He knows he is good looking, he knows he is intelligent, he knows people get hurt when they fight so he finds ways to get other people to fight each other instead, while he gets away with the big stuff.

So, you have a She-Woman who knows guns like the back of her hand and she's got access to explosives. And then we have smooth guy who works his face like nobody's business.

The story is fine and I loved it all although I wished Kate would really soften up a little towards the end but there were a couple of things I would like to note. The other characters. Too many of them with unnecessary roles and touch-and-go character development. In fact, the way the couple found their 'team members' and convinced them to join up with their massive scheme was very movie-y (I don't care it's not a word - LOL). It would be better if there was more time spent on them.

I guess it is because the story line is very big and it stretches the canvas across several nations (some fictional ones too) and using many tricks which would have made it a good movie made it that way. You know what, if it is already a movie, I would want to watch it. It's just extravagant like that.


Only after finishing the book did I read the first page of the book which says...

'Lee Goldberg is a screenwriter, TV Producer, and the author of several books, including King City, The Walk, and the bestselling Monk series of mysteries. He has earned two Edgar Award nominations and was the 2012 recipient of the Poirot Award from Malice Domestic.'

Oh. I see.

Have a great weekend, ok?

XOXO,
Marsha