Archive for January, 2007

The Super Villainess for François Cordeau ;)

Posted in Archive - All Entries on January 30, 2007 by meera

Your results:
You are Poison Ivy

Poison Ivy
Dark Phoenix
The Joker
Mr. Freeze
Dr. Doom
Lex Luthor
Green Goblin
You would go to almost any length for the protection of the environment including manipulation and elimination.

Click here to take the Supervillain Personality Quiz

Note: I want to be Mystique!!!


Sure thing.

Posted in Archive - All Entries on January 28, 2007 by meera

Your results:
You are Supergirl

Wonder Woman
The Flash
Green Lantern
Iron Man
Lean, muscular and feminine.
Honest and a defender of the innocent.

Click here to take the Superhero Personality Test

Lean, no.
Muscular, no.
Feminine, maybe.
Honest and a defender of the innocent, hell yeah! :)

Grapefruit & Pinkness.

Posted in Archive - All Entries on January 24, 2007 by meera

Guess what made the Highpriestess very, very, very happy today?……


 Sitting pretty on my bathroom shelf now.
And I’m going to go to work smelling and feeling pretty tomorrow morning and the whole day throughout. :)


The Highpriestess is so happy, she is speaking in third-person.

A Dream Come True.

Posted in Archive - All Entries on January 20, 2007 by meera

Ah. A nice, refreshing change.
I have exciting news.
I bought Cat A tickets for the Phantom Of The Opera!

I waited eight years, and damn is it gonna be worth it.



(no really, it’s the freaking Phantom of the Opera!)


Posted in Archive - All Entries, Reflection on January 18, 2007 by meera

Either that, or I’m too tired to think.
Work, dinner plans, home, or, Work, slack at home.
I love my life.
Job’s great. I go crazy at Borders. Good dinners.
Can’t ask for more.
Then you realise something, slowly the trivial worries that used to rule your world start to disappear subtly.
For example, a nitwit who once threatened to ruin my reputation by telling the truth.
I mean, go on. Really. I don’t care anymore. I just don’t care anymore. (Other than the fact that it came off looking very, very stupid to people and unbecoming of the said nitwit’s age and persona.)
Maybe it’s because I’ve seen the worst bullshitting anyone can do, and after the shock, nothing else shocks you as much anymore.
And when you really have a job, don’t have time to think, busy with the nation’s defence (*cough*) and are surrounded by family and friends who love you and care for you, nitwits and the like are equivalent to the scum of the planet. The ones you really don’t care for. It’s sad when you reminiscent but it stops there. And you’re busy again.

There used to be a time of course, when your adoloscent angst and rage acts out. Can’t bear that people are gossiping about you. Wonder why creatures like that actually exist. But then, as you grow older, you stop giving a damn. It’s funny. I’m not sure if it’s age, or if its just me.

Advice to those wrought with problems such as the above: Stop, take a deep breath, evaluate (since sometimes there just isnt smoke without fire), if unjustified, chin up, stomach in, laugh at the stupidity then walk on.

Met up with one of my close friends the other day.  Told her something that I believe in. I can’t judge you for leading your life the way you have. People make mistakes, they learn, they move on. What I can’t stand are bullshitters. These are people who make mistakes and then justify themselves with bullshit that only their mirorr images will agree with.

:) Then again, life would be much less interesting without the above-mentioned. Again, I’m tired and am off to bed.

Six Updates.

Posted in Archive - All Entries on January 6, 2007 by meera

Before anyone complains how absolutely tacky and untimely my template is, hey,give me a break! It has been long and I just realised they have this lovelytemplate. I mean, if you think about it, the holiday season has hardly passed ver. Uhm, has it? Anyway, I have so many things on the top of my head, I don’t now where to start. (A problem I face quite a bit, so let me reorganise my rain.)

1.A Decade and More of Everlasting Friendship
10 years with my girls. How fast, absolutely fast, time flies. I can hardly begin in imagine that it has been ten years. Ten years of roller-coaster lives, but our friendship never wavered. Yes, little misunderstandings here and there, but at the bottom of it all, a kind of trust that is stable and unwavering, one that warmth washes over us upon hearing their names or seeing them. Raji & Lav. Lav and I, close only in the recent years. And Raji, always overseas. Even though we hardly meet up or speak often, seeing them is very much like homecoming. Coming back to a home where you’re accepted and loved, and back home to those whom you love and adore. Thank you, Girls. From being there during the roughest times of my lives, during dance performances and then graduation, life would be incomplete with you. Here’s to more decades ahead of us!

Man. There is a huge write-up on my work place on Straits Times today. I felt this wave of pride. I am really blessed because I feel that where I’m working, is one of the best places that anyone can kick start their working life. The job load is quite a bit, but I like it. I actually like it. There are secondary appts, and the role you play is quite big. You feel part of it, and important. Having amazing colleagues is another thing. It is just such an excellent experience. Another thing about working, it is hard to go back to trying to continue your education. Before I started working, I had the opportunity to help write a book for my Uni professor. I will get allowance, but that was not the point. It was very interesting and it was an excellent opportunity, plus he was an amazing lecturer. It was extremely difficult choosing between that and my full-time, both of which came at the same time. But I went for the full-time job because of other factors surrounding me at the moment. Do I regret? Well, once in a while, I wonder what would happen if I did take up that opportunity. But do I regret? No, I don’t think so. I am happy where I am. I want to do my Masters, but I’m suddenly in a comfort zone. It’s an interesting feeling to walk into a car showroom, and know that you can drive away with one on the spot (we’ll figure out the payment later.) ;) It’s this financial independence. Sigh. And yes, Mel, my cubicle. *grin* Neatly plastered with photos of important people, air crafts, squadron badges, flight name tags. Hee Hee Hee. I’m just afraid should I leave, I won’t be able to find a job that makes me this happy again. Tough.

Nothing fantastic to blog about this, but I have to put aside my golden 180 deg spinning Nokia baby for a practical, black, camera-less Nokia. Simply because I can’t bring any photo taking devices into work. So yup, I am officially a boring phone person.

4.Camera died
Yes. My one quintessential techy thing died. As a friend put it, I got the black screen of death, and while it used to come out of its comatose state once in a while, I think it has passed on. Canon. I miss you. You have served me well. Now, what model next?.. :P

While out with my two darlings, I bought an impulse purchase. A pair of killer heels. They killed me flat out. I have come to a conclusion. There are three different categories of footwear. The first, the harmless. These are basically the flatties. They don’t hurt, it’s like slipping your feet into sand. Then there are the naughty ones. The ones which have kitten heels. Look pretty, but bite your feet in all the wrong places, and leave you with painful blisters. Then the last ones, the evil ones. They don’t cause minor irritations like blisters or sore feet. They go straight to your bones. They contort your ankle and kill your knees. And yes, that’s the shoe I bought. It is so high, it feels like walking on stilts. And I finally have a view from the top. No blisters. No sore feet. Very comfortable. But my bones, oh my bones… It’s going to be a while till I take those babies on a walk again.

Saddam, hanged. Lots of things to say about this. I have already bugged so many people about this. But, I am hungry now. Working has given me a routine meal pattern, but weekends see me very hungry if I don’t have breakfast. So, I’m off!

Hope all of you had fantastic holidays!

Happy New 2007 Celebrations!

Posted in Archive - All Entries on January 1, 2007 by meera

It does smell a little musty and damp here, but I can’t help it. It’s not so much that I am busy, but I don’t seem to have enough time to even think, let alone write down my thoughts.
Work is great. But it may be too early to tell.
And I’ll make a mental note/resolution not to complain.
I do have a list of resolutions, but hey, aren’t resolutions a little too  overdone??
Who really follows them?
So, I’m going to draw up a list of Celebrations instead.
What I am going to look forward to and celebrate for 2007.
It may sound a little like resolutions, but the concept is different.
It’s not a chore, or a resolve, it’s an exciting personal celebration to look forward to. So here goes:

My 2007 Celebrations:
1)I will celebrate my weight loss of 7kg early 2007. (has to start with this really.)
2)I will celebrate my successful career/education path the whole of 2007.
3)I will celebrate for faith and spiritual guidance as I am fully aware of God’s guidance  
    and larger patterns.
4)I will celebrate for loves lost and won, for I am completely alive and human to be able to
    experience man’s roller-coaster rides.
5)I will celebrate each and every day I spend with my loved ones, for they are the ones
    who truly matter.
6)I will celebrate friendship, and make sure I do, for they matter too.
7)I will celebrate life, for we often overlook the big picture, in our mercenary and social
    rat race.
8)I will celebrate love, for this is what makes the whole ride worthwhile. :)

Well, I’m done.
I wish all of you a Happy New Year.
A quiet thought goes out to those injured in the Bangkok blasts,
how awful and malicious. But this serves as another reminder, why we should all remember to celebrate the above reasons (minus no. 1).
Thanks to all who text-messaged me Happy New Year.
And very special thanks to Arun who called me all the way from Las Vegas.
You lucky thing. :)

Happy Holidays!