tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24380798358980082672012-01-27T13:56:26.343+08:00Blog of a freelance writer, mother, performer, blog ghost writer based in Malaysia.marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.comBlogger8911100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-92121845285261643092012-01-27T13:52:00.001+08:002012-01-27T13:56:26.353+08:00

this is the first time that i am blogging from the bed, on this tab thing. turns out, it is no different from blogging from the phone. they dont frikkin capitalize the first letter of the first word in a sentence for me. sigh.... but i dont care. do you? anyway, the hamsters are dying one by one. the day before, buried two. last night, buried another. once they get sick, they die by one just

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...only so I guess it is not too late to wish you a very happy, prosperous, harmonious, healthy and fulfilling Chinese Near Year celebration. We have been going around from home to home, eating, talking, yakking and going absolutely nuts these past two days. It's fun! Every new year, I learn new things about people I have known for ages. Last night, I learned and found comfort in the fact that I

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I am fiercely loyal. That's the trait of a Leo. But if I feel that no one loves me, I will leave. If people around made me feel appreciated and loved, I will stay. Forever. Sounds emotional? Nah! =)))) This is actually a fan post. I was first into Sung Si Kyung, a South Korean ballad singer. But because he was in various variety shows, he was in contact with many other celebrities, and Shinhwa

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suggested by Bandpox "Confess one of your guiltiest music listening pleasures." I love music of all kinds. I sincerely, absolutely am in love with music. This is to bolster the fact that I am going to confess that I, sometimes....REALLY ONLY SOMETIMES....listen to techno music and actually enjoy them. Please stop calling me Ah Lian. There something about the repetitiveness that is...I don't

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Just dropped the kids off at their cousin's house for a sleepover and was just observing how they were testing out the fireworks. If you are reading this from the other side of the world, Malaysia is entering 2012 ALREADYYYY!!! Get ready for yours! About a few minutes ago, some 'testing' went off and it sounded like Malaysia was being bombed. Like massive explosions, I don't think I have

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Not really doing anything in particular right now. It's the school hols and you know how school holidays are, right? For mothers, I mean. The kids are home all day, bored out of their skulls, bugging you to death. I tried to smother one of them to death last night but failed because he woke up and knocked me over the head with one of the chairs. Nah. He didn't. I knocked him on the head with

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In the spirit of Christmas, here's me wishing you a merry, merry, merry Christmas and may you receive lots of blessings in the year to come and keep it real. I really love The Piano Guys and have recently become one of their 'founders' through donations. I did not contribute much because I am not rich but I did it to support their efforts. I love their music and here is one of their recent ones.

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suggested by Choosydad "What do you suppose you might be doing at this exact moment if the internet had never been invented? Hmmm..." I guess I would be watching television, the next best thing to the internet. If I am not doing that, maybe I would be out with friends either partying things up or just hanging out in one of their homes. I might also be swimming with my kids INSTEAD OF WORKING

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I don't really know how it started but I had this picture taken in a studio when I was still singing with a showband. I liked the picture and remember how it was taken. At first, there was no fan there and then all of sudden, someone decided to put a fan in front of me. And then someone said 'look over there'. And then someone said 'straighten your shoulders, don't slouch'. And then someone said,

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It's gonna be a pic-blog today. What? You can tell that I am lazier and lazier and lazier. Bugger off. Anyway, I love making patties because I am damn lazy I get to be creative while cooking. Cooking is all about being creative with taste, color, texture. Yeah, I got that from Asian Food Channel. But seriously, it is fun to come up with something to cook for the day. You hunt around for a recipe

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I sit in front of the computer a lot and you would think that it is safe to do so. Not so if you have been doing for a long time. I have been experiencing near life-threatening (according to ME, it is life threatening) pain around the shoulders and neck area. I'm OK during the mornings and through most afternoons but by 3pm, I can't bear sitting down anymore. I just wanna throw the chair into the

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XOXO, Marsha

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I am here to clarify something and I know you will read this. I AM NOT FUCKING CLOSE TO LISA OR LISSA or whatrver SA and I am not protecting her. I am not her friend. I do not have her phone number. At the point of writing the blog entry, I did not know she was married. I do not know her real name. I am not related to her. I have no clue where she stays or whether she is married or have kids, is

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I used to be this reaalllllyyyyyyyyyy huge Raymond Lam fan. Yes, used to. The fact that I have decided to blog about this means that my fascination with him has ended. Officially. I continue to be fanatic about all the other actors and singers instead...right now, it's Eric Mun, Adam Lavine (I mean, that is sheer HOTNESS or what?!?!), Rain and some others....actually, MANY OTHERS.  I hate

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This is the first time I am logging into blogger on this tab thing and attempting to blog. Man, how many mistakes did I make in that one single sentence?! Lol. And I missthe auto-cap thing when writing on wordpress or opensource. Hhhmmmm.... Lemme upload a picture of my current craze. My hamsters gave birth to a bunch (well...just 3, actually)of  tiny peanut shaped babies! They are absolutely so

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Just came home from Awards and Graduation night for kids' school. Wow. Bushed. Trying not to die on this chair. Anyway, I want to muse on something before I sleep. You know when the kids are performing and all the parents rush to the front of the stage, trying to take a picture of their kids. I always suck at that not because of anything, but it sucks that my kids are BOYS (boys always are

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Just came back from the 'old' wing 1 Utama which got epic renovations done which made me get lost and also sucked me of RM400 because I had to get formal clothing for the kids who are having their Awards and Graduation night soon. I should find out when. =) I can't figure out why I always leave finding out the exact date of things for the very last minute. It gets me into trouble, you know.

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I believe this is something most women out there are struggling with with age – rounder (sagging) bottoms. You can defy it with every single cell in your body. You can use the law of attraction to attract a firm albeit older bottom but it is going to hit you sooner and later. What is worse is that it doesn’t just happen to women who have given birth or women who are rounder overall. It is

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Frog pose source: YogaJournal So I was doing my morning yoga and decided to take on one of YogaJournal's sequences. I took the Hip Openers cause they said that we carry a lot of our stress and fears in our hips and pelvic area. Don't look at me like that...ask them, not me! The sequence was darn good except for the last one. One that I have never done before, something called the Frog

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Just found out what those singlets are called...from @annachew who tweeted 'Just saw a guy without chest or body tone wear a wife beater Singlet #uglysights' LOL!! So I hit Google images lor.... =) I wonder why they are called wife beater singlets? Maybe something for me to research a little later on but in the meantime, here are some yummy-licious pictures of #perfectwifebeatersingletwearers

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Went for lunch at a nearby mall this lazy Saturday and I saw the 'green indicator light' on on one side of the mall so headed there. There were two empty spots but the one nearer to me was....funkily parked. Why? So, I chose the 'other one', parked and went out to eat lunch with the kids, had waffles, went to the book store and repaired my crystal bracelets. After finishing up what we had to

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There are times that I am completely taken aback when reading what others are capable of. It is as if I have spent the past twelve years writing up stuff that means so little, made so little impact. I am humbled by how some people are capable of using psychological triggers in their writing to provoke either thought, emotion or action. Here are some of the things that I have noticed about

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suggested by Spelling Search "If tomorrow morning you woke up ten years younger, what would be the first thing that you would do?" Picture from MomBloggersClub I pondered over this for over a week trying think about it, reflect about things before writing. Assuming that I woke up today ten years younger and things didn't change, as in status quo but just me being 10 years younger. It

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I thought it was going to be a wordless Thursday but turns out, it's not going to be so....here I am!!  I was reading (hey, it's not cheating or being lazy, it is called...training. Writers have to continually read in order to improve, you know! And no one is in the position to tell me what I CAN and CANNOT read) something and chanced upon an article about how in some Asian countries, people

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My eyes have gone bongkers. I think I am finally aging. =)))

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suggested by Gothic Home "How would you like to be remembered when you are gone from this world?" Wow. Gee. I don't really know. I've not thought that far, really. I think I just want to be remembered as someone who was capable of love. Sooooo much love. When they think of me, I want them to remember their own capabilities, the miracle of life, the ability to reach out and heal. I want them

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I’ve been called many things before. Some really unpleasant names like ‘bimbo’, ‘airhead’, ‘loser’, ‘obnoxious’, ‘arrogant’, ‘show off’, ‘selfish’, ‘pretentious’, ‘bitch’ (but of course…affectionately and otherwise)…these are just some of those names. The one I like best is ‘hippie’. I’m like ‘OK. Hippie? Really? How so? But alright…I guess it means this person thinks I am kinda…funky?

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As far as ‘being nice to people’ goes, I know of people who are going to mention things about criminals, rapists and also mean-spirited people. Yeah, I know they exists and yes, I am disgusted with what they do too but I strongly…and I mean STRONGLY believe that it all happens for a reason and that karma bites hard. So instead of hating on them, I try to detach and let nature take its

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Am currently, yes, right NOW, extremely sleepy. So sleepy that I can't put my brain on to anything. You know when your brain is kinda slow (read: dead), writing serious stuff only makes it worse, right? I'm not alone in this right? To take my mind away from my sleepiness, TADA!! Here I am!! I've researched a bit about sleep, actually, because sleeplessness runs in my family. Did you notice

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I love watching bloopers. I REALLY do. When the kids show me a video that they really like and if there are bloopers there and they want to forward it, I will step in and FORBID IT! How dare youuuuuuuuu.... The final product is always so perfect, therefore, it makes me feel good to see that they screwed up and had many retakes. Here are 2 few of my personal faves! The Proposal

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I am having one of those wordless days. Nah, not really. I said quite a bit on Facebook and Twitter but instead of blogging today, I'd like to share a picture with you today. Funny things in life. One egg, two yolks. =) XOXO, Marsha

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Anthony Robbins, an all-time inspiring person that I totally find inspiration and motivation in once said this: ‘The quality of your life is in direct proportion to the amount of uncertainty that you can comfortably deal with’. Is that words of a saint or what, right? People can tell you all sorts of things when they are single but there is one thing I can tell you as a parent – you worry.

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Meditation is not for the crazies, that is my belief because if that is the case, prayers should be rendered for the crazies too. I mean, meditation is all about breathing and focusing on the NOW because the mind wonders and wanders so much, no? So, to me, it is like prayer, when Christians pray to God and when Muslims perform their form of prayer. It is a form of slowing down, release and

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It is so all the rage now for the kids. To me, honestly speaking, it is just a top. We played with tops all the time when we were young, didn't we? But they were just that. Tops. Here's the thing about commercializing something...all you need to do is to hand the stupid top over to some 'creative thinking people' and let them come up with all sorts of stories and ways to market it and then by

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Good movies usually have one-liners that when said, reminds me of the movie. I think for some reason Star Wars has the most lines that I can remember: 'May the force be with you' 'Never tell me the odds!' 'Do, or do not. There is no try' And of course, with famous quote used by condom companies, 'I am not your father'. =) The other movie with quotes I can remember is the line 'Show me the

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I am too tired and sleepy to blog today. Hang on.... Never mind. Good night and hope you had a good Mid-Autumn festival today, then. Since I'm already here. =.= Marsha

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suggested by Sunshine and Rain "Have you become more or less exciting as you've grown up?" I have to say that I have become less exciting. Can't be helped because we all grow up and older and as a parent, I am responsible for too many things. Shouldering so many responsibilities, I think I have to be more mature, think things through more than once, and also be more prudent with my decisions

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-59975524381673664442011-09-08T16:24:00.002+08:002011-09-08T16:26:46.325+08:00

I've been writing UNIQUE CONTENT all morning and afternoon. Unique to a point that I am completely disenchanted with myself when the search engine returned a check result of  'Please rewrite 40% of your article. They're not unique'. Oh yeah? @#&^$%# YOU TOO!  I don't know what it is that you do when you're bored out of your mind but I kinda mess around with everything around me. There was

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I do a bit of charity work sometimes...when I feel especially thankful for having food on the table and money in the wallet. So, when a friend on Facebook posted the following, I went a little like...HAHAHAHA. I don't do non profit work, the first rule of non profit work is that there is a shitload of profit, its an oxymoron like "reality" t.v. If you want to help Africans then lets fly to

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I am not a very shy person when I’m irked or feel strongly about something. It is not because I am argumentative but I just feel that people are entitled to their own sets of emotions and mindset (INCLUDING ME…and well, you too) and a clash is sometimes unavoidable. So, when something is wrong, I need to get it out. If it doesn’t come out, then it’s just going to end up as a blog post

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Many people initially thought the world had gone bonkers when Twitter was introduced, with some folks clearly thinking that they would rather have their toenails pulled out, one by painful one, than to join in the ‘Me Me MEEE!’ behavior of Twitter. Frankly, it is kind of true that Twitter is one of the most narcissistic tools in the world but here is the deal – it is also through

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This Saturday, I will say very little but I will only say one thing...stand up for your rights. Enjoy the video. Even if you are not a Chinese or understand Cantonese, there's subtitles. Have a fabulous Saturday, all! =) XOXO, Marsha

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-46581630301799746862011-09-01T16:22:00.001+08:002011-09-01T16:26:35.626+08:00

Whoa!! Came in here to post something short today and here I am, a new interface...in..my...FACE, y'all! Well, I'm kinda (kinda) tech-savvy in a very dinosaur way and so, I should find myself getting use to this ziggy new Blogger interface quite quickly. Anyway, I was saddened and quite shocked (despite some people telling me that Anthony's been cheating on his wife like a happy-hopping bunny -

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-35434646107205861822011-08-31T16:51:00.008+08:002011-08-31T20:29:11.201+08:00

Just a simple question that popped into my head (much like everything else that is in my head, anyway) when I was watching a Korean drama (surprise, surprise!). Guys, would you, under normal circumstances (read: without a gun to your head), carry a man-bag? One of my favorite pretty-boy Korean actors do and I am having trouble (grit teeth) sleeping because of this. Why oh whyyyyyyy??? I don’t

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suggested by Bandpox "Describe a recent decision that made a huge impact on your life, and consider what life would be like if you had done things a little differently." Mmmm...not have kids, I suppose. If I didn't have kids, I guess I would be still be a regular at some pubs, coming home drunk and waking up with strangers? Ack, is that too much information? OK. coming home drunk and waking up

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-6335106827052747602011-08-29T16:00:00.000+08:002011-08-29T16:00:53.626+08:00

Those on Twitter and Facebook knows this - my ancient dinosaur computer died on me this week and I have had to get another new one. So, here I am with the new CPU. As much love as I have for the old computer, I kinda (really) appreciate the speed of this one. Everything is so fast that I can't get used to it. Hahaha. I click on something expecting to wait it out and there you go! Here it is! LOL

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Sometimes I wonder how I ended being a writer/singer/dancer/graphic designer/web developer/copywriter/online marketer when what I studied was LAW. I seriously do not know how I ended up here...but the bottom line, it doesn't matter. I did what my heart told me to do. Did you notice how different law is from all the other occupations that I took on? They're on the complete opposite end of the

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People who know me knows that if there is one thing I am against, it is the fact that while we feast on our luxury food, paying exponential amount of money traveling and eating and having fun, there are children...KIDS...who are going to bed hungry. This is puasa month. Last year, I tried to to fast along with my Muslim friends and have felt the hunger and thirst for all of....THREE friggin'

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I feel very sad. One of my friends just passed away and it is still kind of raw. I don't know about the rest of you out there but I always felt that he was a teddy bear. I love to hug him coz he's so....huggable? Instead of hugging anyone else, I would hug him. The past 2 years, we've not kept in touch much. And now, I kinda feel the regret. He was a nice person....to me, anyway. Whenever we go

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This is so freaking brilliant that I want to punch someone for not allowing me to download the song (because of location and country - it's available on iTunes and Amazon)! Awesome Bach song with a twist. I am not a cello person, more of a piano person but now, dang it, wish I can play the cello too. Enjoy it. It's really Steven Sharp Nelson at his best. Flawless arrangement!

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I wrote this one time when I was really down and out. It is not poetry so, PLEASE DON'T LAUGH (hahaha...if you laugh, i villl keel yoooooo) but it made me get up and have a go again. It is my wish that when people read this, they can find some comfort that they are not alone and you can make it too.  XOXO,Marsha *** *** Everything is still in the darkness, No light, no sound, no joy, no pain,

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You won't believe me but I have benefited so much from....not reading the news. The only news I get is on Twitter, which is fine. I remember reading a Buddhist book once which said that people should refrain from reading the news first thing in the morning. In fact, people should try not to read the news...too much. Whatever news that is important to you will come find you. When you read the

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Guest post: Shala HebetsMy daughter adores the board book Brown Bear, Brown Bear What Do You See? She loves it so much that I read it to her every night, multiple times, and she never tires of it. In fact, she looks at it longingly when I put it back onto her bookcase prior to laying her in her crib at night. I'm always amazed by her concentration and interest in this colorful book, and I

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It's not that I am a fantastic writer. In fact, sometimes, I think I am far from it and can't help feeling humbled whenever a good writeup is stumbled-upon. But if people asked me what keeps my blogging going, I would say one thing. Talking to people. And reading. That's two things but they are related. A writer who stops reading or talking to people will eventually end up with a dry well. How

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Sometimes I just wanna drop dead because of the speed of things and the things that I ensure that I HAVE TO accomplish in a day. And sometimes I wonder how I ever managed to write 15 articles a day. Not all of them spanking good ones, mind you, but this was during the search engine optimization days. All you needed to do was to put the words together and not sound like an idiot. Simple enough,

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It's been madcap all week long and considering the situation Malaysian politics is in, it has added stress....more than I want to admit, into my life. It just sucks. My client's also been upping the ante on me and knowing me, someone who does not know how to delegate too well, it piles up on my work plate. The good thing is that I am now learning how to trust people to do their job. I don't

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The best thing about living next to a school is that if your kids are going to that school, going to and coming back from school is a breeze. You get to wake up 15 minutes before school starts and hurry your way in the morning and scramble to school without too much of a worry. The worst thing about living next to a school if your kids are not going to that school is traffic and bloody

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-13957612196281205002011-06-27T18:22:00.000+08:002011-06-27T18:22:44.896+08:00

I don't know why but it seems that many people around me have been telling me that I remind them of music. That, in itself, is not the surprise. It's as if they got together and in a couple of days, 7 people told me that when they think of me, they think of music. o.O (And no, it wasn't me going around asking, what do you think of me). OK, fine, yes, I am so in love with music that I like

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-65152359572795135692011-06-20T14:53:00.000+08:002011-06-20T14:53:42.979+08:00

Happy Monday, everyone! I know that is sooooooo such an oxymoron. Teehee... But was just rewatching my absolutely most favorite, favorite, FAVORITEST, FAVORITEST, FAVORITEST Ted.com video again and found that I never shared it on this blog. Shame on me. Anyway, this is Dr. Brene Brown talking about vulnerability, sharing with listeners her very own vulnerability ans struggles with breakdown

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-38098073822074387942011-06-17T17:40:00.000+08:002011-06-17T17:40:30.978+08:00

Edison Chen's photos shocked the world but I think it gave some Hongkies some really sick, absurd, insane, mad, unimaginably dirty ideas. Expose the stars. And it's crazy that it is coming to us all very quickly, in rapid succession too in recent months. Earlier, there was Vincent Wong and Yoyo Chen who are known to be dating (good on them that they actually came clean with the fact). There were

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Do you know why I love yoga? Some people unfairly label it as sissified sport - NOT FAIR. Try it (do it the right way) and you WILL experience the benefits. One time, I told someone to try it and she said, 'Cannot lar, I am not that flexible. See, I can't even touch my toes. I don't enjoy it, yoga is not for me'. I wanted to point out that she started on the wrong note. That she didn't give

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I regularly surf www.lovingraw.com because....well, I am (honestly speaking but please don't tell the world) a food Nazi! Oh, you knew that. Well, still, don't tell anybody! LovingRaw is run by Phillip McCluskey who lived a rather unhealthy lifestyle and in 2006, he decided to eat completely RAW. Not meat, mind you. Just the green and colorful stuff. He reportedly lost 215 pounds in weight and

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-68955264068299841312011-06-03T15:04:00.001+08:002011-06-03T15:06:10.624+08:00

It's been in the news for a while and you might have caught wind about this one if you're a tech follower like me. Google is set to rival Facebook's 'like' button. But I suspect that this is going to be bigger than anything. It is set to change the whole Google algorithm. I might be wrong but Google's always been looking for ways to firm up search results knowing full well that the results are

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Image source: http://www.istockphoto.com/file_closeup/?id=6863869&refnum=384524&source=sxchu04&source=sxchu04 I have right about 60 days to my birthday so, I decided to do something a little different. It's not that I think I can or that someone should give me birthday presents or anything like. It's not that I think I am important but I think HUMAN BEINGS are important as horrible as SOME

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-81548885021101549412011-05-24T12:18:00.002+08:002011-05-24T12:22:54.849+08:00

Yesterday was my father's birthday and we celebrated it a little earlier over the weekend over dinner. To me, dinners together is sooooo important to a family. We had the dinner at Uncle Prawn at Sunway Giza (the first time I am there because I hate Kota Damansara because of the traffic - blergh!). The food was good, FYI, but it was hardly worth the price. Why? Because the portion is ooooo

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-69673535704933849612011-05-20T11:43:00.000+08:002011-05-20T11:43:07.835+08:00

Kids love pizzas...naturally...name me a kid who doesn't like pizza. As much as I like making them, making the dough is kinda messy. At the end of it all, there is always a bit of a mess. Nevertheless, since I'd be making them as it is, might as well have a bit of fun, eh? I don't know who invented round pizzas...why does it have to be round, anyway? More delicious? I don't know. If you know the

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Conflict is inevitable. If we are alive and kicking, then we are bound to disagree with someone. This week, I am seeing that. Yesterday was Wesak Day and as I knelt down, closed my eyes in front of Buddha's statue, I asked 'Why? Why such conflict?!'. I even got a little angry. The answer came to me, 'Do you trust me?' I guess, in everything that we do, every person that we meet, there is a

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Once upon a time, I used to go organic and then I figured that I am not making enough money to go COMPLETELY organic. AND plus, some people's been throwing cold water on the fact that we don't actually know if the food is organic despite them saying that it is. Well, there is absolutely no way to know FOR SURE that the veg and fruits ARE organic unless you are plucking them yourself from your

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It's a Saturday and my fave fave fave day of the week!!!!! It's when I am not pressured into anything, don't have to wake up early and there is no rushing around! Oh, love it. Anyway, I just want to share a couple funnies with you on this wonderful, bright Saturday. First thing first, I did the health challenge again today and it's an easy but horrifying one. Clean out my bag and purse. Where

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Yesterday, I joined ANOTHER thing...apart from the blogathon (signs of moving onto the next stage, perhaps?) and it's called a well-being challenge. How happy are you, how healthy are you, are you working at the right company, do you have the right friends, are you staying in the right place.......that sorta thing. You can start your own one. https://challenge.meyouhealth.com. It's kinda fun,

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-56612901403718079932011-04-26T15:56:00.001+08:002011-04-26T16:12:17.618+08:00

If you've noticed, my blogging activities slowed down for a while. Hey, who can blame me!? Try juggling everything under the sun and tell me you have time for something as silly as blogging. pptthh...as if it's paying the bloody bills. =) But it's fun. Really, it is. Even if no one is reading it but what the hell, right? Anyway, came across this blog entry about a 2011 wordcount blogathon and

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Tried to blog from the massage chair just now but blogger won't let me hit enter to create a new paragraph, so, here I am....at the table. Not every Sunday can be perfect. And oh, Happy Easter to all of you out there who are celebrating it!! Have fun and be blessed. Anyway, you know what they always say...stop and smell the roses? Well, I think we should apply this to our yoga practice too, the

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I have friends who think they're really macho and strong. And they're not all men. Sometimes, I think it's a sickness (but I still love them for it!) Sick people make interesting friends. =) Kidding, kidding. But the truth about strength is that...sometimes, it's about letting things go. I'll give you very good examples. A man leaving his job.I know it's silly to do so in the face of the fact

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There's something really funny about swearing. Why is it cool to swear on someone's mother? Moms are the ones who carry the kids within their bodies for nine whole months and then spend excruciating number of hours delivering the baby. They raise the kids and when the kids grow up (when moms are, apparently, no longer cool), people ask about 'your mother' all the time? There is something

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I'm not one of those people who...like....go woohoohoo or boohoohoo about aliens and stuff. Ghosts? Yeah. Creeps me out but generally speaking, I don't go hunting for aliens or stand on the balcony looking for UFOs. But I gotta tell ya, they're here. =) I don't know, don't ask me!!! Fine, ask me. Some two weeks ago, I saw some lights from the sky. I thought some mall was having a party, you

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If there was someone else's life I would like to have, it would have been Catherine Zeta Jones. This woman is da bomb coz she's beautiful, she's got amazing kids, has got a stunning body and is an amazing actress. I'm stopping here not because it's all I think of her, it's because I might sound like I have a crush on her. Anyway, it was a shocker for me to find out, first, that her husband had

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This is as much as I am going to brag: I help people. The end. Me, my friends and my family do this quite often...reach out whenever we can and just do things then hope for the better. We don't keep count and say we have helped blah blah blah blah blah blah....so that we can list it down and boast about it later. I mean, if you've done your part, then be happy about it and forget about it. Maybe

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-276476649323439272011-04-10T16:38:00.002+08:002011-04-10T16:38:54.657+08:00

Just teaching my kids how to create blog entry. Testing testing.

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Listening to the song 'I wanna know what love is' (yes, the 80's song and yes, I'm THAT old), it makes me think back about all those times when I was a teen asking the same question. I mean, it's inevitable. Everyone's done that....haven't you? Just like all other teens and young adults, we equate LOVE with...ahem, the opposite sex...and sex. Please tTell me I'm not alone in this. =) Love is

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-16938594548565603202011-03-23T13:09:00.000+08:002011-03-23T13:09:54.387+08:00

I know I've not been blogging much. I know I know I know....bad, bad, bad. But so much has been happening, you know. Around the world and in my life. My brother got married, FUWAH!! Can't wait for kids to start popping out. Teeheehee.... The event itself was one major....back-breaker. I did not know that there was so much to do and spend on when a family member is getting married. It's so much

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-76945094151801383472011-03-13T21:19:00.001+08:002011-03-13T21:27:32.071+08:00

(Image from CNN.com) Ever since Friday, since the disaster in Japan struck, I've just been completely glued to the computer and TV, hoping to find a 'GOTCHA!! Early April Fool's Joke!' but none was to be found. In fact, by Saturday, I knew but didn't want to know that the morning light will only bring on worse news. Frankly, the disaster affected my work mainly because I have friends in Japan

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-6799973340832438492011-03-11T11:27:00.000+08:002011-03-11T11:27:31.915+08:00

The kids are so in love with the hamsters despite the fact it has been two weeks since we got them. I am glad because I mentally gave the kids about three days to get over the fact that they have pets. But they have been consistently looking after, checking, feeding and playing with the hamsters. Looks like the hamsters are here to stay. =) The kids love to place the hamsters in this

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-24753517163422884342011-03-10T13:04:00.000+08:002011-03-10T13:04:29.853+08:00

There is no chance of me working while standing up...it's just not possible. Trust me, I've tried. So, I have accepted the fact that in order to make money, I need to be in this sitting-down position. But you see, I have a couple of problems with sitting down. One, it makes my butt flat. Two, it makes me fat. Three, I now have a problem with my spine because I tend to hunch when sitting down.

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-24553543996118025312011-03-07T12:39:00.000+08:002011-03-07T12:39:31.174+08:00

You know why I love yoga? I wake up every morning bursting with energy (.....right), and basically can't wait to see what happens. But as the day roll out, I begin to feel a little bit more dread and upset that things are not perfect or as good as I thought it should be. The client who's not paid me yet, some crappy writer that I hired sent me sub-par work and I go to the mailbox and collect my.

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-87146020883727726962011-03-05T16:51:00.000+08:002011-03-05T16:51:10.049+08:00

This is a bit of a somber post but that is because I've been listening to, hearing, trying to understand a type of phenomenon. I knew that men abandon their families before. They've abandoned their wives, yes, but families is quite another thing. When it happens to someone else, you hear about it and sympathize with these women and kids, it's different. When you see it happen to a friend or

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-38917188263882110802011-02-25T14:20:00.000+08:002011-02-25T14:20:49.530+08:00

When I look at my blog and previous blogs, I suddenly realize that I used to be so much funnier and more regular with my postings so, I sit down wondering what the problem was. The problem is Twitter....and Facebook. If you are a blogger, you will also be familiar with a problem we call laziness. Sometimes, we just have nothing fancy or funny to say so, instead of making ourselves sound really

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After having two boys who are, by now, pretty grown up and think that Barney is a sissy dinosaur, I don't relish the idea of having to be responsible for anything else. No more babies. No pets, thank you. But fate has a very funny way to kicking you in the rear end. This morning, after sending the kids to their homeschooling center, I came home, parked the car, opened the door, step up, walk to

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I just read that Jennifer Aniston, a keen yoga practitioner, gave Oprah Winfrey...yes, THE Oprah, a yoga mat for her birthday or something. How interesting...and I am wondering if Oprah is ever gonna be using the mat. Hope she does. Why? Because considering the fact that Oprah leads a (multi million gazillion dollar) hectic life, it would do her wonders, I am assuming. You know why I love

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Happy Monday, everyone. *groan* I want to blog about a video today. A wonderfully written song but a terribly made MTV. 'Just the way you are' by Bruno Mars. If you've not seen it, here's the video. Why I don't think much about the video? Well, listen to the lyrics, they're beautiful. I think the makers of the video should put more effort into making it. Instead of all the visual effects and

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I've not blogged for some time because....life's been kinda insane. But I figured that I am going to be insane whether I blog or not, then I might as well share the insanity. =) Gonna do a quick picture blog instead of a time-consuming blog post. This is how I remind myself when work starts and stops. Without this sign, I would be even more insane...if that is at all possible or imaginable.

marsha maunghttps://profiles.google.com/102962538906285733432noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2438079835898008267.post-52917658648799336972011-01-29T16:26:00.002+08:002011-01-29T16:41:46.659+08:00

I know a lot of people are skeptical when it comes to Crystals and what it can do for people and their lives but I, for one, am a believer. I'll tell you why and share an experience with you. No, this is not gonna be one of those woo-woo-woo fantasy stories. It is based on experience and it changed the way I looked at Crystals and about human life form. I was like you, thinking that crystals

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When I first started blogging, little did I know the kind of impact it would have on the world that I live in. Back in those days, a blog is merely an avenue for you to share your thoughts and experiences with everyone...anywhere across the world. Back then, the idea was simply unbelievably magical. Over the years, I have made many, many, many friends online, most of them (thankfully) genuine

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Till this very day, I am still in complete awe with the power of the internet. Even halfway across the world, I solve problems for my clients. Take into account the fact that I am 12 hours ahead of them (NYC => Malaysia), it's actually quite astonishing. Top it off with a time-sensitive online tool like Facebook and Twitter, which means that I have to be timely in my response and postings. Can't

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I've often ranted and raved about the injustices in Malaysia and the sub-par improvements in the country but come to think of it, there are MANY things that I love about Malaysia and here's a blog post for that. So, today, I am going to talk about things that I really like here, in this home country of mine (if some people will let me call it my home country and not ask me to GO HOME). Space -

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Headstand instructions from Yoga Journal I've never been able to do the headstand...at all. After one (rather) bad experience which involves (no injuries) a red-faced me hopping back onto my feet, tucking my shirt back into the top of my track pants and scuttling it out of a roomful of yoginis left me rather wistful about ever performing the headstand again. But there was this page out of Yoga

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I don't know what the critics are going on about, really...I loved it! Totally, totally, totally. And that is because it is such a fresh change for both Angelina Jolie and Johnny Depp. Frankly, I've not watched a single show that Johnny's been in ever since...what, 21 Jump Street?...because....he makes strange choices. I love him but his choices...nah-ah. Mad people, crazy people, unreal people

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...my body starts aching. From hair to toes, everything aches. The funny thing is that the very moment I stand up and walk to the kitchen and start cooking, nothing aches anymore. Funny, isn't it? I first thought it was the chair's fault. Then I thought it was my posture's fault. I fixed them but continue to face the same aching problems. It could be anything....too much coffee, not enough

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Nah nah nah....I didn't make this video ah...and I feel that the joke is a little....disrespectful but I think the team of people who wrote the (adapted) script did a very good job. Please watch only in presence of a good sense of humor and not from the 1Malaysia team. If you are in the 1Malaysia team, don't try to sue me. Go after the producers of the clips. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

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Every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, I will drag the kids to the nearby field for a round of jolking. New term - Jogging + Walking = Jolking. That's because despite our best intentions and efforts, we end up walking more than we are jogging. Such determination, I know. But from the various experiences, I think the jolking sessions really benefit the kids in more ways than one. Yes, they (

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