A Little Bit of Affirmation

Me : I won’t be competing in October. Too chicken shit to try 😦

Friend : And why are you chicken shit to compete. Nothing to lose except your pride..

Me : Well, I don’t have the most perfect of postures. Alignment still not there.

Friend : Nobody’s perfect. Competing helps you approach that level. Not to prove that you have.

Me : And I’m afraid if I compete, certain quarters won’t be happy about it.

Friend : OK, I don’t know about that.

Me : See my point?

Friend : Sounds more like an additional excuse actually, haha.

What wise words, coming from a non-yoga person.

🙂

M*

Quick Thought

A few weeks ago, there was a rumour flying around the blogosphere and twittersphere that the Greatest Wacktress / Trainwreck There Ever Was – Lindsay Lohan – was joining Fall 2010 Bikram Yoga Teacher Training.

I’m only assuming that someone meant it as a joke but it apparently got out of hand. Shock, horror!

I should’ve went in Fall 2010 😛

But it did get me thinking – if you took the towels from Ms. Lohan, dried it, scraped it and processed it nicely ala CSI style … you would have truck loads of meth / coke / weed / whatever the hell she’s on right now.

MAJOR WIN.

M*

p.s : I can use the money to pay for a boob job. [guffaw]

Competition

I have a hip injury, I can’t.

My back hurts, I can’t.

It’s in Singapore, it’s too far! I’m going to have to commute there to take advanced!

I don’t have the prettiest postures. Hell, I can’t even lock out in Standing Bow and can’t hold Standing Head to Knee for more than 5 seconds.

But at the end of the day, the only thing to exist are only excuses.

M*

What Do Bikram Yoga Teachers Do On Their Day Off?

Dexter
Chocolates
Sleep
5litres of water
Laundry

So wiped out for some reason. Might need to up my electrolite intake.

M*

I Am With Child

Yes , it’s true. There has been a new addition in my life as the result of a tryst with someone I met.

Let’s call this person … ‘Steve’.

I’ve known him for a long while, a very long while. I supposed a little flirtation here and there never really developed into something serious until about a year ago.

I’d like to have said I was either drunk, emotionally unstable or coerced against my will but neither happened. In fact I’d like to think about it as two consenting adults who had a little fun though I’m the one paying the heavier price.

So it was an on and off thing between Steve and I. I saw other people and he had his fingers in other pies. But after the news, I guess you simply can’t fight fate ( or biology for that matter).

Lesson : Always rubber up and don’t forget your pills and bills.

I have a feeling she’s a girl. 🙂

And here are some pictures of my bundle of joy … 🙂

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Floofina

Oh come now. Did you really think I’ll spill the super secret details of my tryst with Steve Jobs and announce it to the world? I won’t, for a price. Namely SGD$888 *wince

Floofina's back

[On a side note : Oh WOW I have really tiny wrists!]

Dock Protector. Kinda looks like she has a perpetual tampon in her half the time :"

I know. I bought a bright pink case. Honestly, it ain’t as bright as it seems!

MOUNTAIN OF APPS. MULTITASKING. FOLDER ORGANISATION.

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An attempt at being organised.

References, including one to predict when my next menstrual cycle is. Hah!

I suck at Angry Birds. So. Bad.

FACE TIME! In my pajamas. Ha!

Anyone has any apps to reccommend? Preferably FREE apps, that is. 😉

M*