Life's challenging
would it be 'days of my loser life' or 'days of my loser life continues' would the script change?
Wednesday, March 02, 2016
Out of curiosity, i decided to do a google of my name and wow... not bad.. i am still remembered.. though not much records. Guess the records were all gone. lol.. though.. another search showed my worse showing in the international scene! what a waste. That was also my learning point.. the more u want it.. the harder u really do fall! These still form parts of my memory bank.
if i was to turn back the clock.. i will be likely be on the same path. ARCHERY!
http://worldarchery.org/athlete/4337/kuan-huimin-jennifer
http://rcherz.com/ar/users/viewProfile/025b2828/huimin_jennifer_kuan?forcePublic=1
Monday, February 11, 2013
Define this..
u only know the meaning of the meaning of the words when u experience it..
pain--the after effects of a fall or trauma
sickness--the opposite of healthy when u cant seem to do your daily routines
loneliness--when u have no idea why u are stoning but w a void..
care.. when will that be?
pain--the after effects of a fall or trauma
sickness--the opposite of healthy when u cant seem to do your daily routines
loneliness--when u have no idea why u are stoning but w a void..
care.. when will that be?
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Bravery or plainly.. i asked for it
new injury to the list.. pinched nerve.. and let it just be this condition. i had seen the doctors in many specialized areas and had even taken upon myself to read up on my potential diagnosis before mustering the courage and overcome my pain to visit the doctors.
the 'stories' i had come up with to tell the docs are just getting plain.. i cannot bear to tell the real truth as it just shows how dumb i had been in sustaining the injuries. Fell on blocks of ice when im a noob at snowboarding, slipping on lighters on flat ground, choking on CHICKEN BONE, getting my blood clot from using a rubber band, having my toe nail cracked while brushing my teeth...
its laughable.. but why me? i am that clumsy.. and with such more stories, i cant help but to think i am truly a mutant.. with the extraordinary talent of being a self destructing, walking disaster..
my butt hurts.. and i'm writing this while fidgeting for the best position in the chair and standing to ease the pain. i've 5 cup suction... not by breastfeeding.. but by TCM.. the treatment is sometimes more painful then that momentary pain via my many falls.. i guess.. its the prolong pain and suffering i have to endure while seeking treatment and delaying my treatments..
the 'stories' i had come up with to tell the docs are just getting plain.. i cannot bear to tell the real truth as it just shows how dumb i had been in sustaining the injuries. Fell on blocks of ice when im a noob at snowboarding, slipping on lighters on flat ground, choking on CHICKEN BONE, getting my blood clot from using a rubber band, having my toe nail cracked while brushing my teeth...
its laughable.. but why me? i am that clumsy.. and with such more stories, i cant help but to think i am truly a mutant.. with the extraordinary talent of being a self destructing, walking disaster..
my butt hurts.. and i'm writing this while fidgeting for the best position in the chair and standing to ease the pain. i've 5 cup suction... not by breastfeeding.. but by TCM.. the treatment is sometimes more painful then that momentary pain via my many falls.. i guess.. its the prolong pain and suffering i have to endure while seeking treatment and delaying my treatments..
Honesty is the best policy? why my stumble..
I've questioned myself many times if i am blunt, honest or just plain ignorant and took the defensive move of not admitting to my ignorance and claim that im blunt. have i been the most honest abt things? or have i been hiding behind this facade that i-know-alot-of-things?
things range from my true feelings and about managing others feelings.. which ones comes first? do we not live for ourselves but no man is an island and i do live alot because of relationships. yet, i am not the most successful in maintaining or prolonging them. for every failed one or discontinued one, i have felt the impacts. i have been hurt but i chose to ignore the effects. am i oblivious to such effects or do i learn to live through them. memories have haunted me so many times, tears were close but never shed.
my admiration goes to those who can express and finally move on. have i stayed stagnant in the past while time goes pass me mercilessly? it did take 50 yrs for even Jodie Foster who has so much success ever since the age of 3 to come out and be daring to the world that gave her that fame. im a nobody yet, i have no courage to do anything really honest. many have moved on and started chapters.. am i just trying to rewrite them?
i am a product of norms. my pain, it seems, might go with me to the grave. must i be constantly bugged and saddened by them?! Direction.. guides.. in search...
things range from my true feelings and about managing others feelings.. which ones comes first? do we not live for ourselves but no man is an island and i do live alot because of relationships. yet, i am not the most successful in maintaining or prolonging them. for every failed one or discontinued one, i have felt the impacts. i have been hurt but i chose to ignore the effects. am i oblivious to such effects or do i learn to live through them. memories have haunted me so many times, tears were close but never shed.
my admiration goes to those who can express and finally move on. have i stayed stagnant in the past while time goes pass me mercilessly? it did take 50 yrs for even Jodie Foster who has so much success ever since the age of 3 to come out and be daring to the world that gave her that fame. im a nobody yet, i have no courage to do anything really honest. many have moved on and started chapters.. am i just trying to rewrite them?
i am a product of norms. my pain, it seems, might go with me to the grave. must i be constantly bugged and saddened by them?! Direction.. guides.. in search...
Thursday, August 02, 2012
Works of life?
Life’s a
routine. That is why no one wants a breach to their life’s if possible. We hate
changes but we should have known that changes are actually the most constant
thing. Another catch-22. So what I am experiencing is a huge change. Something that
I have to adapt and experience to carry on with my life. For others to move on
with their ways. The world doesn’t revolve ard me. That much I know. But neither
should I revolve ard the world. I want to live like the way i want to. I am hurting myself while at it. This shows that i am who i am.. no?
Why cant I be
selfish?
All shapes and sizes? no.. its a circle.
I had
always been so sure about myself when it came to dealing with bad stuff, I would
surely come out stronger. Just look at my ‘chronicles’ of my 20 odd years thus
far. I haven’t been the luckiest person but I believe if there was an Olympic event
on being the not-so-lucky-person, I strongly believe that I will have the
chance on the podium. There are times, I give even myself the shivers on how
cold-blooded, how heartless I am, how oblivious I can be to situations. I felt
that if I am not hurting anyone, including myself, I can totally be at peace
with myself. Does this mean now, I was living in a life of denial?
This is a
real reality check now. A crisis that I hope to overcome. Its ironic that while
i know that I have to overcome it, I also
wanna indulge in this self-pity. Because, to move on, it means-- to forget. I cant bring myself to forget my fondest
memories. If there was one thing good about my life, it was Tiny. I am losing a
grip on myself that I suspect if I am suffering from bipolar disorder though my
extremes now are at the most negative of feelings. I am falling so deep now
that it hurts me so much. I had endured so many types of physical pain so often
but I am not ready for such a tear in heart. Just like every other wounds that
heals; my skin just toughens itself for the next cut; my ankles just gets
bigger every time a new sprain comes about; even heart aches are restored by
just hardening it. In short, I try to
prevent the pain even if I cant prevent it, I felt that through every pain, a
lesson is learnt, good or bad, I can move on. Why then for this ordeal, I cant
seem to pull thru now? I fight with myself that theres nothing to learn from
this. Its death.. its irrevocable. It’s
a scar. I am unable, unwilling to let go of this good thing…
In life,
there really is no bed of roses. As much as I want to avoid the bad stuff, they
will come to u, in one form or the other. Life is a full circle. We all
actually go through the same things. It is the magnitude that differs. Hunger,
have we all not experience it as well? Sadness? Happiness? Even the
very final thing that we all ‘look forward to’ is death. Its just a matter of
time.
I am
writing this now.. as an expression of my flying thoughts. I cant organize myself.
But like a hole in the tree.. I need to vent this. With this, I create my
space..
Sunday, July 29, 2012
My happy vitamin.. my mood changer.. Tiny..
how do i move on.. when i fell so hard in love w her? from the day
she was born, she laid on my palms, so small, so frail, so adorable. already so
small, she would move ard w her eyes still closed, so picture her running up
and down when she was given the freedom... for her puny size and spunky
character, we wanted to call her chilli padi but she was such an angel w no
spark of a temper.. small in size, small in temper but big in heart! we named
her TINY.. together with her brother, i knew my life was in for a great
change..
what a change it was to be. my happy pills. Tiny was always there
for me. yes, she was my co-habitat-or during my growing up years. Regardless of
my mood, good or bad, sad or happy, being in a bitchy mood and all, she never
failed to comfort me. she would just come by my side and be herself. she just
came, offering herself defenceless to me.. Her senses went beyond
her sight and smell, she just knew when I needed her… most.. I was always receiving,
never returning.. I need her a lot.. and now..
she was the smartest and cutest dog one could ever have. We taught
her tricks and toliet-trained her. But given my kind of temper, I wasn’t the
most patient but she borne w me and rewarded me with her intelligence. She led
her brother, Teddy, along to learn as well.
1) I wake up to her greeting me at the stairway
every day.. she would wag her tail and wait for me eargerly to come down. She attempts
to go up the stairs but she knew that that was the no-oundary sign for her..
but as I get nearer the ground floor, she’ll just dash up a few more steps just
to come to my lap.
2) When I head out, she peeks at the doorway
to see me off..
3) When I’m home, she makes her way to the
door to wait for me to open it and see her face once I open the door.
4) She comes only when we are seated down on
the floor. She wants equality as well. Then she’ll go onto your lap and lets u
rub her tummy.. then she smiles so
happily with her tongue out playing w her paws w u.
5) She only goes to your lap.
6) She loves playing ball, walk walk, apples
and tomatoes. She actually knows these words and responses with complete enthusiasm
when u say them. You start by saying.. ‘what do u want?’ and Baby girl will
prick up her ears from even her most sleepy position and come to u. this greedy
girl…
7) She sleeps like a human being with all her
four paws upwards at times
8) She sticks out her tongue when she sleeps
9) She hate the sound of thunder and always
acts cosy w u when she sense that rain is coming
10)She comes to u when u are the only one at
home.. she just rubs her back against your legs and stands on her 2 legs and
reaches for your knee
11)She is knee height and so tries her best
to scratch u for attention
12)She walks on her 2 legs to beg for her
treats
13)She actas all sad when u try to hut her or
when she knows she might have done something wrong. Her ears goes down, tails
between her legs and walks towards her cage. To make up w u, she’ll crawl and
sit on your lap.
14)She’ll walk over u when u are lying on the
floor.
15)She sniffs at you when u smell her.. she
just smells so good. Her fur is top grade! Soft and shiny,.. beautiful.
16)She has natural curls behind her ears..
the curls are whitish brown with a braided wave.
17)Her tail opens like a fan.. opening out
the whites in it…
18)I use her wagging tail as a fan and as a
blusher..
19)When she is coming to ucause u made her
to, she’ll sit in front of your face with her butt facing u.
20)Her ears drop back when u pet her head.
21)U ask for kiss kiss and she’ll give it to
u
22)She endearingly licks her brother clean
between his eyes and ears.. everyday
23)She will even lick u when u are all
smelly..
24)U can carry her up and down like a baby..
and she’ll resign to fate and let u have her…
25)She jumps ups your shoulder when she is
excited.. she will even pounce on u.
26)She hates u to put a sock over her face..
the way she takes it out is super cute
27)She loves scratching the pillows on the
chairs.. her form of pillow fight
28)She can walk wo a leash.. she’ll be right beside
u.. she wont walk beyond your shadow.. u stop, she stops.. she’ll run after u
if she is too far.
29)She wont let others walk her if u are ard.
Even if u tug at her leash.. she wont let u move her..
30)She hates being in a car
31)She knows home when u say, ‘let go home’..
she’ll prick up and head towards the direction.
32)She knows the time to eat.. 6pm everyday..
she’ll start to act up and wait at 5. She’ll ‘break’ thru the kitchen doors. Once
she knows the maid is done w cooking, she’ll bark for attention that its her
turn to be fed after the humans. She knows she’s not allowed in the kitchen
after cooking but still goes in.. and when u go in and stare, she will look
remorseful and go out.
33)U nv can get angry w her when she smiles
at u. she’s always happy.
34)She has her favourite spots at home where
she sleeps and relaxes.
35)She knows papa is home by hearing out for
the car sounds.. and starts to wait w teddy at the door. Teddy will bark while
she walks super happily to the door.
36)She has a happy stride when she’s happy
and excited
37)She grabs my attention by putting her 2
paws on my knees or on the chair that I am sitting on.
38)She runs after her own tail.. in circles..
that’s her trick for u.
39)She barks only to guard her territory at
home from strangers
40)She is so mild, she nv bites.. even if u
put your hand in her mouth, she nv bites it. Even with food, she gently takes
it from your fingers
41)She goes to mummy for her breakfast bread
crumbs
42)She’s our doorbell at home. If no one
comes to the door, she’ll be there to get the attention for u w Teddy
43)She’s one of a kind dog, a special breed,
my limited edition dog..
44)U could just squeeze her.. cause she
looked like such a soft toy
45)Baby face.. my baby girl
46)She gets jealous when u show more
attention to Teddy.. she’ll squeeze into the gap between u and Teddy to get u
to stroke her
47)She’ll go the toilet for her bath time
48)She’ll let u cut her hair even though she’ll
struggle w u once in a while.
49)U just wanna hug her and kiss her when u
see her
50)She hates brushing her teeth and cutting
her nails
51)i like to disturb her by saying
she's ugly and stupid.. and all.. but she knew otherwise.. i wanted her
attention too..
52)She scratches my toilet door when I am
inside. Funny how she likes my presence even when im in the toilet. She doesn’t
allow me to shut the door at her. Well,, I guess I ‘punish’ her by shutting her
w me when I’m doing my ‘big business’. When im in physical pain of having a
tummy ache.. she was there..
53)Tirelessly, she’ll be there.. so many so
many..
She loved me… so unconditionally, everyday.. in my worst days and
happiest hours, she’s there… nv argues w me, nv fights w me.. only playfully
waits for me.. finds me.. always so positive..
Im not prepared to let her go, there were no signs.. just suddenly,
she had a seizure after making her way home from the docs after a check up. How
can I accept this. She knew who I was even though she was in a daze, she was so
excited to see me when I came into the room.. I knew I had to step out to calm
her down. In her final moments, she was so weak, she found the strength to look
at me.. she still looked happy.. she just had that happy face… I couldn’t do
it.. I couldn’t let go.. I let the doc keep going to keep pumping her heart,
her lungs ad giving the shots. But I knew… when I saw the fluids turning red
coming out from her small frame.. she couldn’t even hang on to me when I tried
to carry her.. she felt like jelly.. she just gave way.. her body.. then. I knew..
I had o let her go..
She was the only 1 good thing that happened to me.. I can take all
the unfortunate accidents, the physical pain, the heartaches that are momentarily,
because, she was my pillar.. how do I now.. move on.. w/o her. Shit… I needed
her so much more than she needed me.. as tiny as she was.. she was my
everything.. i loved my days because of her.. I knew she’ll always take my
side... only..
Void.. I do feel useless w/o her..
I miss u.. TINY.. why?!!!
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Its been a year!!
Gosh.. I've not been updating my blog. Its a mixture of laziness, bussiness and forgetfulness that its been left fallow for 1 year. Like what one of my friend would say, 'no news from Jen is actually gd news'. Well, this is so not true here. I still had my fair share of woes and falls in 2010, just that i guess, its no longer interesting and has 'tire' me mentally and physically to wanna jot it down. I have surprised myself too many a times with the kinda falls and injuries that i can inflict myself on a yearly basis. If i was to write it all down, i might be leading people to think that its all just a hoax!
So, its the start of 2011; passed March; so i am effectively and really getting older.. I am back.. Recoreing from... yes.. a fall...
aHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
So, its the start of 2011; passed March; so i am effectively and really getting older.. I am back.. Recoreing from... yes.. a fall...
aHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Wednesday, December 01, 2010
How True...
A friend pointed out that by not saying something doesnt mean one is lying. It just means that it wasnt made known to all. Its a secret. Why would one equate that to not being honest?
Honesty falls under many definiation. Of which, I personally feel that one should be open about what they are, how they feel etc. Maybe there is some truth that one not saying it out means that they wanna hold their thoughts and feelings to themselves. However, this shows the lack of trust they have for others and the insecurities they might feel should they share it. is this how we are? we judge but cant be judged?
People dont lie because they want to but rather they want to cover up their mistakes. Once you start you cant stop either.