Fitting In

What a tiring week! Cooking, eating, travelling, watching tv, more eating.... All just to usher in the CNY.

We went for Malay style ikan bakar for lunch on Monday at TTDI. Andy said a Malay couple were staring at us. I was busy tucking in, cannot multi task, food + food is ok, food + others is a lost case. Why they were staring at us, I have no idea. Minus the mata sepet, Andy can easily pass off as a Malay.

Reminded me of the time when we were in a Houston restaurant. That time we were stared at by some white fellas. Rednecks... Oh, give us a break! There are 1B plus of us in the world, thought people would get kinda used to looking at us by now???

We will probably never fit in no matter where we are. But I have never thought differently... I am Malaysian first, Chinese second.

Happy As Happy Can Be

Feels weird. I feel happy as happy can be... I catch myself smiling every now and then. I honestly cannot remember a happier time in the past 3.5 yrs, let alone 7 yrs. Me smiling? Frightening thought right? haha... Most of the time I walk around with a thunderstorm cloud over my head, with lightning bolts flashing.

I am effectively jobless, with no opportunity on the horizon (nothing that I would want to do). Yet I am going on everyday like a happy little bird flitting around enjoying the sun and the flowers. Weird. Maybe I should leave? I doubt I would be happy if someone offered me a band promo on a silver platter right now.

I wish I could see my future. Then I can just execute per plan. Wishful thingking. I guess life is to be discovered, not executed upon...