Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Wounds that turns into scars

I hate getting hurt. If you know me and how I am able to endure childbirth with no painkillers, then you will know that I am not the regular wimpy kid.

Today, I was trying to save a remote control from falling and ended up having the remote control slicing me in the process. A 1.2 inch cut!! In return for the good will of trying to save it, I got injured myself. And it's not just a small cut, there was blood!!!! Ok, Ok, so I am a Drama Queen but I have a good reason for this. I have sensitive skin and with age catching up, I don't heal that well. And most of my wounds, even small ones, ended up in scars. Sigh, just a bit upset because each time I look at my hand, the scars reminds me of the unfair returns of doing good ending up being the most hurt/wounded. And there's no cure for it... I have to carry the scar for life...

Boo hoo hoo.... but this wont deter me from doing good.... perhaps these are challenges that God lay upon my path to help me grow and build my character.

So help me, God, and all the good people with scars, to a speedy healing and recovery.  Amen.

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It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.”Rose Kennedy

Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”
Khalil Gibran

Ouch! 1.2 inch cut. :(



Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Hold your head high

It is hard to hold your head when all the rest around you are losing theirs. This is so true when you see vices being done by people you know are indulge in what they feel are small negligible vices but you know these are significant breaches to audit and compliance.

Well what do you do? Join them? No... You hold on to your good name and continue to do what is right. Your name and integrity is the only legacy which truly belongs to you and no one else, so guard them with your life. Once you have lost your name and integrity, it is as good as losing others trust and confidence in you.

Just some food for thought...

Thursday, November 24, 2011

little b at camp

Little b is at the camp today and being a paranoid parent, I have to tag along (also to see what kind of fun I am missing). There is a briefing about rules and safety and the presenter was trying encourage all children not to be picky and finish all food that is served. Presenter: we serve you good food, so they are tasty. You must eat it all. If it is not good, then what must you do? The answer he was expecting was : "still must eat it all". But the children answered, "Complain!!!"

Sunday, October 09, 2011

In Memory of Steve Jobs (1955 - 2011)

This is good. I copied it from Guy Kawasaki's blog as I didnt want to lose his lessons.

Guy Kawasaki - Yesterday 5:12 PM (edited) - Public


(Sat01) What I Learned From Steve Jobs

Many people have explained what one can learn from Steve Jobs. But few, if any, of these people have been inside the tent and experienced first h...and what it was like to work with him. I don’t want any lessons to be lost or forgotten, so here is my list of the top twelve lessons that I learned from Steve Jobs.

Experts are clueless.

Experts—journalists, analysts, consultants, bankers, and gurus can’t “do” so they “advise.” They can tell you what is wrong with your product, but they cannot make a great one. They can tell you how to sell something, but they cannot sell it themselves. They can tell you how to create great teams, but they only manage a secretary. For example, the experts told us that the two biggest shortcomings of Macintosh in the mid 1980s was the lack of a daisy-wheel printer driver and Lotus 1-2-3; another advice gem from the experts was to buy Compaq. Hear what experts say, but don’t always listen to them.

Customers cannot tell you what they need.

“Apple market research” is an oxymoron. The Apple focus group was the right hemisphere of Steve’s brain talking to the left one. If you ask customers what they want, they will tell you, “Better, faster, and cheaper”—that is, better sameness, not revolutionary change. They can only describe their desires in terms of what they are already using—around the time of the introduction of Macintosh, all people said they wanted was better, faster, and cheaper MS-DOS machines. The richest vein for tech startups is creating the product that you want to use—that’s what Steve and Woz did.

Jump to the next curve.

Big wins happen when you go beyond better sameness. The best daisy-wheel printer companies were introducing new fonts in more sizes. Apple introduced the next curve: laser printing. Think of ice harvesters, ice factories, and refrigerator companies. Ice 1.0, 2.0, and 3.0. Are you still harvesting ice during the winter from a frozen pond?

The biggest challenges beget best work.

I lived in fear that Steve would tell me that I, or my work, was crap. In public. This fear was a big challenge. Competing with IBM and then Microsoft was a big challenge. Changing the world was a big challenge. I, and Apple employees before me and after me, did their best work because we had to do our best work to meet the big challenges.

Design counts.

Steve drove people nuts with his design demands—some shades of black weren’t black enough. Mere mortals think that black is black, and that a trash can is a trash can. Steve was such a perfectionist—a perfectionist Beyond: Thunderdome—and lo and behold he was right: some people care about design and many people at least sense it. Maybe not everyone, but the important ones.

You can’t go wrong with big graphics and big fonts.

Take a look at Steve’s slides. The font is sixty points. There’s usually one big screenshot or graphic. Look at other tech speaker’s slides—even the ones who have seen Steve in action. The font is eight points, and there are no graphics. So many people say that Steve was the world’s greatest product introduction guy..don’t you wonder why more people don’t copy his style?

Changing your mind is a sign of intelligence.

When Apple first shipped the iPhone there was no such thing as apps. Apps, Steve decreed, were a bad thing because you never know what they could be doing to your phone. Safari web apps were the way to go until six months later when Steve decided, or someone convinced Steve, that apps were the way to go—but of course. Duh! Apple came a long way in a short time from Safari web apps to “there’s an app for that.”

“Value” is different from “price.”

Woe unto you if you decide everything based on price. Even more woe unto you if you compete solely on price. Price is not all that matters—what is important, at least to some people, is value. And value takes into account training, support, and the intrinsic joy of using the best tool that’s made. It’s pretty safe to say that no one buys Apple products because of their low price.

A players hire A+ players.

Actually, Steve believed that A players hire A players—that is people who are as good as they are. I refined this slightly—my theory is that A players hire people even better than themselves. It’s clear, though, that B players hire C players so they can feel superior to them, and C players hire D players. If you start hiring B players, expect what Steve called “the bozo explosion” to happen in your organization.

Real CEOs demo.

Steve Jobs could demo a pod, pad, phone, and Mac two to three times a year with millions of people watching, why is it that many CEOs call upon their vice-president of engineering to do a product demo? Maybe it’s to show that there’s a team effort in play. Maybe. It’s more likely that the CEO doesn’t understand what his/her company is making well enough to explain it. How pathetic is that?

Real CEOs ship.

For all his perfectionism, Steve could ship. Maybe the product wasn’t perfect every time, but it was almost always great enough to go. The lesson is that Steve wasn’t tinkering for the sake of tinkering—he had a goal: shipping and achieving worldwide domination of existing markets or creation of new markets. Apple is an engineering-centric company, not a research-centric one. Which would you rather be: Apple or Xerox PARC?

Marketing boils down to providing unique value.

Think of a 2 x 2 matrix. The vertical axis measures how your product differs from the competition. The horizontal axis measures the value of your product. Bottom right: valuable but not unique—you’ll have to compete on price. Top left: unique but not valuable—you’ll own a market that doesn’t exist. Bottom left: not unique and not value—you’re a bozo. Top right: unique and valuable—this is where you make margin, money, and history. For example, the iPod was unique and valuable because it was the only way to legally, inexpensively, and easily download music from the six biggest record labels.

Bonus: Some things need to be believed to be seen. When you are jumping curves, defying/ignoring the experts, facing off against big challenges, obsessing about design, and focusing on unique value, you will need to convince people to believe in what you are doing in order to see your efforts come to fruition. People needed to believe in Macintosh to see it become real. Ditto for iPod, iPhone, and iPad. Not everyone will believe—that’s okay. But the starting point of changing the world is changing a few minds. This is the greatest lesson of all that I learned from Steve.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Fat + Me = Gym

Yes... these past one year has seen me becoming a couch potato ....but not watching TV though... Watch the computer screen .... I had been busy catching up on everything that there never seemed to be enough time....

Oh well, with everything getting more convenient like mobile payment and all kinds of apps, there should be more time in our hands to rest. But hell no.... they are advertisting more and more new ways to steal away your time.... (not to mention money too). And the worse thing is, we willingly let them ....

Your truly recently indulged in a pain-inflicting and self torturing activity and is starting to like it....Before you start thinking that I have taken up S&M as my new hobby, let me clarify. I have joined the Gym!!! It's been a few weeks now since my first class in August and I still can proudly say I have deligently gone every week at least once. And I am quite happy with myself. And before you comment that you dont see any difference in me, let me just tell you that I am taking this slow and easy. I mean, I have not exercised for what seems like billions of years. I think the last I went to a Gym was back in Uni days. And those who knows me will say, "Now that's a VERY long time ago..." So let's not risk being knock out and burnt out.

Anyway, the whole point I am writing this is to remind myself why I sign up for the gym. I hope it motivates me back to the right track each time i read this.

A lot of people go to the gym to lose something that they found in abundance....
Ironically, the purpose I go to the gym is to find something that I have lost.


I will leave this hanging here for a while for you to ponder upon... mainly because this author here is tired and aching all over.... and needs to get her beauty sleep. Cheers to a healthier and fitter lifestyle.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Quotable Quotes

"Things don't go wrong and break your heart so you can become bitter and give up. They happen to break you down and build you up so you can be all that you were intended to be." (Charles "Tremendous" Jones)

This quote came just in time... Was a bit bitter these 2 days over some trivial incidents at work, and it caused quite a bit of unproductivity. As I think back now, I was a fool to lose focus of the bigger picture and felt slightly embarassed to have throw tantrums (even though subtly within the four walls of my room).

Alright, no time to lose....Hurry back to the drawing board to strategise and catch up on lost time.

Monday, June 20, 2011

Happy Father's Day

Sis is wondering what toy to buy for little b, coz she's trying to find a toy that's both "child-approve" and educational at the same time. Incidentally, Carmen got him a toy that I totally approve (2 thumbs up for being educational), but given a big "Nah..." by little b... You see, Carmen got him a "Human body" science set that comes with a real sethoscope and a human figurine with all the organs detachable for examination. Plus it comes with flash cards of question and answers about each body part, eg, "What creates the "lub-dub" sound that the heart makes?", "Apart from helping digestion, what is the other main function of the liver?, "How long does food stays in the stomach?", etc...I betcha didn't know those answers off hand, eh?

When I brought little b to choose his birthday gifts, did you know where I found him hanging around? The Bop-It shelf...!!! For those who have never seen a "Bop-It", it looks like this:




The Bob-It is meant for toddlers, to hone their motor skills, even though it is stated on the toy that it's for children aged 8 and above. Little b loves it because he has played with it before at a McDonald's party. And each time he plays with it at the toy store, I tell him that it’s kid’s stuff, to which he will cleverly retort, “I know, Mom, I just want to play here… not buy it!!!” He says it loudly, with all sincerity and innocence, and in front of other customers and shopkeepers… making it quite embarrassing because everyone will think that I taught the kid to play there and not buy....*^v^*

Talking about teaching, we went for a movie yesterday . And there was this kid, (umm, about 4-5 years old), sitting right behind little b. This little kid was a bit sick as we can hear him coughing away throughout the movie. And then, all of a sudden, he sneezed and coughed very hard (probably choked on his popcorn which he inserted through his nose)..... And with that sneeze, thousands and millions of his saliva droplets (probably with pheglm and do I need to mention germs) flew out from his sick mouth and nose, and conveniently dropping onto little b and myself!!!! It was so gross. It felt gross. Even thinking of it now makes me get goosebumps and my reflex automatically signals me to wipe my hair and arm again now.....




Bryan shouted “Yuks” and rub the back of his short hair in a vain attempt to clean himself of "cooties". My eyes took a quick dart to the back to catch a glimpse of the kid and his dad, and I noticed the parents just didn’t care and continued watching movie. So I took the cue from little b and fussed loudly, “Yer, so dirty! So much germs!!!” and started wiping little b and myself vigorously and frantically (on purpose). But the parents still didn’t care, especially the father.… just “buat tak tahu”. So I turned my head around to look at the parents, and the father pretended to be so engrossed in the movie that he did not to see me. I turned my body around to stare at the mother and I see her poking the husband to do something. I was aghast that the obnoxious father still didn’t care and continued watching the movie, without even caring to teach their son about hygiene and closing their mouth when coughing or sneezing. And one wonders how H1N1 spreads so fast in this country.

Only after I turn around to look at the mother again, did she manage a feeble “Sorry...” But still she didn’t reprimand the child and reinforce about hygiene. By that time, it was already too late, as the elapse time was already too long and the kid wouldn’t understand what he did wrong even if you scold him.




And best part is…the father still didn’t budge and was totally glued to the big screen, probably oogling at Mystic's figure. I guess he was just too engrossed in his Father’s day present (to watch X-men uninterrupted) to bother about anything else in the world. I wanted to shout at him “Happy Father’s day, I hope your son grows up to be a better father” …. But of course I didn’t…. coz I know better to care about other people's life.

Instead, I just turn around and told little b about the importance of hygiene and how yucky it would be if he was to sneeze like that kid… and just at that moment, a sneeze crept up into little b's nostrils.... and he covered it with 2 hands before he let go of a soft sneeze.




Bless you little b. Atta boy.... you made your Father's day happy just by being a good kid. :)




Happy Father's Day to all you dads out there.