Wednesday, May 21, 2008

A call from an unfamiliar person...

The salesman called me yesterday and when his name appeared at first I was surprised and wondered who this person was. Then a chill ran through me cause it dawned on me that my car was here. Oh my God! Thank you. Thank you. I am just so excited. I could not stop screaming. I will be able to drive my car by this Friday. Can you believe it? My car is 2 months early. God must love me very much. I thank him for His grace over and over again.

I am so happy, I am over the moon about this. I am thinking of my new car registration number. I think I found the perfect one. Hopefully I get it. We shall see. Everything is done. The loan agreement has been signed, the downpayment cleared, insurance set and lastly the car registration number. Oooh. I am so happy.

Come to mama baby rush. This news came to me on the eve of my PTK exam. How did I manage to concentrate in studying. I tell you eeet wuzzzz veeerry ard. Ha ha ha ha. I just kept on repeating to myself if I do not want to suffer paying for the monthly cost of the car I should really score a Band 4 for this exam, I grew to become sooo stressed. Mrs Telipok said to me this morning, "you look stressed". I was. Hmmm very very stressed. My baby kept on kicking inside of me. My body ached everywhere. I could not retain any information at all. I felt like my brain was a sieve. However I regained some kind of fighting spirit and did not give up. I practiced all morning up the the exam time at two pm. My exam finally ended at five. I was so relieved. It is all over. I survived. I still have to write my reports but I should rest now. :)

I did it and my rush is rushing to me.
There is no better feeling than this.

The longest 10 minutes of my life.

Frying chicken wings and blanching kailan

Good morning, friends, panel judges and countrymen, lend me your ears. I think everyone here would NOT say no to a “fried chicken wing”. It definitely taste “finger licking good”. However most of us are aware that it has a high amount of oil content which is bad for our health. Excess fat consumption can contribute to obesity, coronary heart diseases and perhaps some types of cancer. This brings my talk to certain points that I do not think you know.

Did you know that the action of frying chicken wing not only make it safer to eat, taste and smell better but can actually improve the nutrient contents of it? Yes it does. Believe me, I teach the subject.

The frying action actually causes the outside of the chicken wing to crust over. This is due to the Maillard reactions with amino acids. The protein structure changes. The outside of the chicken wing hardens, sealing the nutrients within the meat. Therefore there is a high amount of nutrients within the meat. Nevertheless the fat content of a fried chicken wing is higher than chicken wing cooked using other methods. This is due to oil absorption and entrainment. The unhealthiness of a fried chicken wing can be decreased by using new oil for frying. Reused oil would be absorbed and entrained more in the chicken meat.

It is also interesting to note that the amount of nutrients in the chicken wing would be increased due to oil soluble vitamins. These oil soluble vitamins will be absorbed by the chicken wing together with the oil. These oil soluble vitamins are vitamins A, D, E and K.

In addition to that, fried chicken wings are usually consumed shortly after frying. This helps reduce the amount of nutrient losses. So ladies and gentlemen, remember not to try and keep fried chicken to be consumed more than twelve hours later. I will add that not only does the amount of nutrient decrease but the amount of the pathogenic microorganism within the meat also increases. Keeping fried chicken wings in the freezer will not destroy any of these pathogenic microorganism. It will only send these pathogenic microorganisms into hibernation. As soon as the chicken wing is taken out of the fridge or freezer, the amount of pathogenic microorganism will increase. Remember keeping the chicken wing in the fridge or freezer will not stop the decrease of nutrients.

Thus it is best to decrease our consumption of fatty food and increase consumption of the vegetables. Blanched kailan is a very healthy food.

Mencelur sayur 'kailan' adalah satu cara yang disukai ramai di kalangan kaum Cina. Ini adalah satu cara pemasakkan yang sangat sihat. Mencelur sayur kailan boleh membersihkan habuk dari permukaan sayur, memusnahkan mikroorganisma patogenik, meningkatkan rasa dan menjadikan warna hijau lebih terang.

Kita semua sedia tahu bahawa, penceluran sayur 'kailan' juga akan melembutkan sayur. Pada peringkat mikroskopik, sel-sel sayur kailan akan menjadi lembut akibat dari tindakan haba. Tetapi saya pasti tuan-tuan dan puan-puan tidak tahu bahawa warna hijau sayur yang bertambah terang selepas dicelur adalah disebabkan oleh tindakan haba. Ini adalah kerana poket udara yang terletak di bawah permukaan kulit sayur kailan telah dipaksa keluar oleh tindakan haba. Dalam pada itu tanpa poket udara di bawah permukaan kulit sayur kailan, gelombang pantulan cahaya diubah dan menjadikan warna hijau lebih hijau.

Sehubungan itu cara memasak ini mengakibatkan pengurangan jumlah nutrien yang banyak. Ini disebabkan nutrien-nutrien sayur kailan mudah serap ke dalam air, dan sel-sel kailan yang telah menjadi lembut tidak lagi mampu menyimpan nutrien-nutrien di dalam sel-selnya.

Kita harus ingat bahawa dalam penceluran sayur kailan, kita harus peka kepada kombinasi masa dan suhu pemasakkan untuk mengurangkan kehilangan nutrien-nutrien tetapi cukup memadai untuk memusnahkan mikroorganisma yang patogenik.

Sebagai rumusan kepada pembentangan saya pada pagi ini, saya ingin menasihatkan para hadirin untuk makan makanan yang seimbang, lebihkan sayur-sayuran dalam diet anda dan kurangkan makanan yang berlemak tinggi.

WOW that was a definitely exhausting long 10 minutes. The longest 10 minutes of my life. It is my public speaking speech for my PTK. I never realised how agonising 10 minutes can be until I had to stand up in front of a panel of 3 judges and my friends. Hopefully I never have to do this again. We were required to give a 10 minutes speech in English and Malay. Five minutes exactly for each. I had to improvise on both accounts. Hmmm I am glad I survived that. It was pure torture.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

The Apple of My Eye

Me and the Apple iPhone. I already see it in my hands. Hmmm... (hoping that "the secret" laws of attraction works).

First and foremost the iPhone is an electronic organizer or daytimer. Other types of organiser can be more expensive than this. I have always needed an electronic organiser but I need to save money as I have mentioned earlier and using paper and pen looked the economical. Yet after two years of working, I have learned that time flies by you so quickly and a yearly diary runs out too quickly. I lose so much information and I do not have the time to transfer all my information from one book to another. Which will be solved if I get myself an electronic organiser.

On top of that "the iPhone have combined three products—a revolutionary mobile phone, a widescreen iPod® with touch controls, and a breakthrough Internet communications device with desktop-class email, web browsing, searching and maps—into one small and lightweight handheld device."

It is a dream for me. Suits my lifestyle u see.. I work, I need self organisation and I want to be on the internet as well as listen to songs wherever and whenever. Furthermore, it is like a mini computer, I can compose letters or parts of a paper. Do basic spreadsheeting. I can always answer my emails at airports or on the trains when I am travelling (for I foresee myself having to do this in the near future for a long time). It does not hurt that it has a camera, but I prefer a proper camera for those. I appreciate that it is useful in viewing photos. Coz I love to look at photos of my Kiddo and future Baby when I am taking a break from work. Yikes I sound like a Yuppie Mother that's an oxymoron if there was ever one. Oh and you can view movies on this 3.5inch screen. Yahoo.

This item does have it's disadvantages you know. Like you can only have songs on it if you have an iTunes account (I dont care I can get an iTunes account it will not kill me). Apparently the internet connection is slow (Hmm worrying). The price is too high (it is cheaper than the normal organizer). The last snag is that it is the first of its kind, usually they need a few to smooth over these creases.

Hmmm.. I will dream on.. maybe I will get that BAND 4 for this PTK exam. *wink*wink Then I will get that pay increase. Hmmm... and waiting is always good. Maybe the price will go lower or the next version of iPhone will be better. Who knows.

Monday, May 12, 2008

My Christmas and Birthday wish!

It would be to early to state this but I am all ready to get my hands on this hot baby from Apple.

I have been keeping my eyes close from the moment I decided to become a mother of two. Let's face it children cost a lot. This is why, I have not purchased anything electronic since 2006 except for my laptop (which is important for work), and it is now 2008. Poor me... I am a techie girl gone on a diet. I need new techie stuff to keep me vibrant and alive. LOL. Okay I am exaggerating. I can live without these gadgets but what is a Sagi Techie girl suppose to do? I can hear myself singing the Janice Joplin song "Oh lord won't you buy me an Apple iPhone, my friends all have cool phones, mine's from the last ICE AGE. Worked hard all my life time, no help from my other half", ha ha ha ha.

Oh well, a girl can have her dreams and wishes. A mother needs to put her wants and need aside. Hmmmm... aw.... I will keep on dreaming. It never hurt anybody. Maybe if I save on shopping for clothes and shoes this year. Wait I don't buy those either. Hmmm Maybe there will be a big bonus for government servants this year. Yahoo. :) But then again with the present problems and government over expenditure on a trip to Space. I doubt it.

It will remain a dream unless My God would hear my prayers. :)

Friday, May 9, 2008

Happy Mother's Day!

To all Mothers. Happy Mother's day.

I heard from the radio that there was a research done on how much a Mother should get paid if there was something like that. They should get 30K per year. That is for being a cook, house cleaner, carer and at times a psychologist. :)

It is hard. I work but I also feel for the mothers who are homemakers. I salute you. I cared for my very sick son for one week at home and the work just does not end for mothers.

I am not belittling working mothers for running away from the original responsibilities. I am one myself. I am just saying we should appreciate each other wherever we may be.

A mother is a lover to the husband, a house cleaner, a laundry person, a cook, a dishwasher, a carer, a milk making machine, a seamstress, a first aider, a counselor, a giver of life, a DIY expert, and in our some places usually the Breadwinner.

Thank you moms for having superhuman strength to do all these. If your kids are still young and nobody thought of giving you a nice Mother's Day. Do it yourself. Bring yourself to the saloon, have a treat, a massage, a facial, go shopping, eat ice-cream (Vedablu.. nice rum and raisin for those having a tendency for alcohol.. like me), buy yourself a cake or that pair of shoe. But above all, don't stay at home and fret. Smile and love yourself because you are special. :)

300 +10

I finished the 310 exam papers yesterday. Yahoo. Guess what? I went through 2 red pens. Luckily I had spares. Hah. Today I have to start on my next 44 for another subject. Ugh.. but this one should be more fun. There are subjective questions mixed with calculations. :) Wish me luck.

I have been working myself so hard this week. My body aches everywhere. 8 hours a day marking 40 papers per day, I feel it. My hands are cramp. My legs hurt. My lower abdominal hurts. It is hard for me to walk. I feel like I jogged a marathon or just finished climbing Mount K.

Prof Andy Lydiatt would say, plug on. :)

Thursday, May 8, 2008


I was sitting at a coffee shop with KIL (kakak in law aka Sister-in-law) having a chat and marking the exam papers when a lovely old American tourist came over and said the unbelievable. Guess what he said? I could not believe my ears as well.

He said, "you are very beautiful, do you have a boyfriend?" My dear I am sooo pregnant. Was this old American man blind? So I replied to him with a smile and showing my bulging 6 month bump, "I am actually pregnant." And he asked, "Was it planned or unplanned?" Oh mio dio.... Cheeky old man. I answered, "yes it was planned".

Hmmm that left me flabbergasted and flattered. I smile widely. It was truly hilarious. KIL and I shared a hearty laugh at that incident.

Nevertheless, although this old American tourist was the first to actually come up to me to tell me I was beautiful. But it is not the first time I felt well... simply flattered by people who silently stare at me as if I was the most beautiful thing they ever saw. The first person who I noticed doing that was my Aunty Jambu Muda's friend Pete Hansen (still a pseudonym). He just stared at me non-stop. I could not stop staring back because he was himself a very handsome man. But I was really shocked to feel appreciated with just a look. You know those looks which says you are beautiful. Amazing. I think it maybe all the prayers said for me by people who love me and also myself. Maybe God has angels all around me at the moment. Maybe I am pregnant and it is the glow of pregnancy. Sigh*** I am so utterly surprised. I have not even put on any facial cream or make up.

At breakfast there was one guy who placed himself in front of me and stared at me throughout breakfast and came over to get an ashtray from my table when there were other ashtrays on other tables. Hmmmm.... Yeah another guy also stared at me non-stop at the coffeeshop just after I had lunch and was just sitting around marking the exam papers. I am certainly starting to get paranoid. LOL. Not that I do not appreciate being appreciated but it is a bit scary to be stared at all the time.

It is a normal occurrence to be a tourist in another country and be stared at. But to be stared at in your own backyard. Hmmm... weird. Anyhoo, I will look on the positive side and be glad that people make me feel that I am beautiful and appreciated even when I feel like a fat whale at the moment. It makes me think this Baby inside of me will be a beautiful girl or a handsome boy. :) Ahhh.. a what a lovely idea.

My mom used to tell me why she named me my name. During her pregnancy with me, people did not stop coming up to her to tell her she was beautiful and she looked like a particular actress called Raquel Welch. Pictured below from the movie "One Million Years B.C. (1966)". My mother must have been a looker when she was young. She is still beautiful now but imagine she had a pair of jeans of size 23 after giving birth to me at 24. I wish I did grow up to look like Raquel Welch. Wink*Wink* my students will never be able to study. However I was born a big fat baby at 4.2 kg and was the ugliest of my sisters. :) Really I am not being modest. My sisters are all beautiful.

Anyhoo gives me a smile to think if this baby is a girl. Aw she would break hearts everywhere. And if it is a boy then, I better make sure he does not turn out like MOH and be a good man to a very lucky woman. Oh little baby of mine, boy or girl, ugly or beautiful, I just pray to God you have health and you come safely into this world. I love you, you are my healer.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

Words from My Kiddo

To date at 17 months My Kiddo can say 4 words clearly and understand what they mean. Albeit the rest of the time he "mogulambang" (meaning he is doing this trial and error pronunciations). He is quite a talkative toddler in terms of baby talk. Talks all the time, we brought him to a picnic and another kid actually told him to literary shut up. Hmmm.

His four words are, mama (me or his dad), momom (food), nenen (milk bottle) and main-main (play). Cool eh? Oh and he calls everyone else Eah, his cousin's name is Leah. Precious.

Friday, May 2, 2008

Kidnapping, rape and death.

This things are worst situations than the one I am in. So I thank God for my safety and my family's safety. But God please forgive me for asking. Why did you let this happen to a girl so young, so much ahead of her and so innocent? It would not have been so bad if you took her from us. BUT did she have to go through that ordeal just before she dies? I do not know how she died but I just heard it from a friend. There are no news coverage which can confirm its truth. So much questions going through my head. Did she die from internal wounds? Did her terrible ordeal drive her to commit suicide?

Two weeks ago, on a dinner with Dr Herbal Malteser and Shell Lady, we heard that a UMS student got kidnapped in Kingfisher. My thoughts immediately went to praying for her safety and that she does not get raped. It seems my prayer was not heard. Furthermore it seemed that she went through a truly horrific ordeal. An experience even the worst type of criminal did not deserve to get. Why? Why? Why? It is an unfair world. It is not a just world. I said to MOH once upon a time ago, that when the big people take corruption money they get richer and the poorer get poorer. Innocent lives will be victimized. This things that happened are what I meant then.

This morning I saw two policemen at a junction coming out of Kg Sugud. Later on I received a call from MOH that a friend of his had just been murdered. The policemen are trying to catch the murderers. This is also another Syabu related crime. Oh I can get angry, frustrated and curse all I want. But something serious needs to be done. The government, the community and everyone. We need to do something!

One thing can be setting up a committee to think of firstly how these things had escalated from just Syabu to death, rape and kidnappings, secondly foolproof methods to identify the critical points of which these problems could have been stopped and lastly implementation.

It sounds so easy. But no one and no one dares to start solving the problem. Because it falls to who's job is it to start and who's job is it to initiate, pointing fingers and avoiding the responsibility. Grrrr... I simmer in anger. Imagine this problems are due to that easy money, that under table money, that small amount of duit kopi and that vote that you get. Please someone wake up. It might be your daughter, your brother, your son, your mother or your father next.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Why do good girls choose bad boys?

I know this happens a lot. My friends have all fallen into this. A shame. It usually ends with a lot of pain.

I will highlight a few words from a webpage I found which was very religious but touches the heart of "why good girls go with bad boys?".

Everything I have taken out has been directly copied and pasted from the weblink above. So please read the full text.

Definition of a bad boy

"A bad boy is a man who seems outwardly attractive, but is unwilling to offer sacrificial love in a relationship. He is too immature and preoccupied with himself to share genuine compassion, concern, or acceptance. A bad boy lacks character and might exhibit the following behavior: lying, aloofness, irresponsible dreaming, fear of commitment, sexual promiscuity, addiction to substances or pornography, selfishness, hunger for power, disinterest in surrendering to God, etc.

In addition, a bad boy is not interested in true love, because real love requires consistent sacrifice. A bad boy will only sacrifice for someone if it’s convenient for him or if he gets something in return. He expects the woman to do most of the giving, while he ignores her needs or takes advantage of her. "

I definitely agree with the definition above. So ladies wise up. Sending this word out to those really young hearted teenage girls. You are more precious than you realize. Turn your back to that bad boy and choose the Good Man.

The weblink said there are three common reasons why these good girls choose these bad boys

Reason #1 – He can be fixed. - "A nice girl may view a bad boy as a “project” or someone whom she can help “fix”." Sorry but do not even go there. If God gave these boys a chance to choose their life, why would you think they will change for you. Even God will take years to persuade them to change. :) If any of you out there are doing this now. Let go before you destroy yourself.

Reason #2 – He pursued me. - "Dating a guy with poor character, even if he pursues you, will still equal a poor relationship." I like this one. Been there done that. Left all those boys. Wink wink.

Reason #3 – He’s so exciting. - "Bad boys may be fun, but the party never lasts. Vain pleasure always wears off over time." Once you cease to entertain them or to be of use to them. They soon move on to "indulge their selfish heart".

Do yourself a favour break the bad boy cycle.
  • Love yourself fully REMEMBER you deserve the best, which translates to you do not deserve to be sacrificed for another persons happiness.
  • Understand yourself (your strengths and weaknesses).
  • You need to take the time to discern that man’s character before you give him your heart.
  • You must be willing to walk away from a man who is unwilling to sacrifice for your needs.
Be patient the good guys are out there.
How to spot a good guy? First you have to be honest about yourself. If you pretend you will attract pretenders. Actually developing yourself (emotionally, educationally and financially) is the best move to finding the right guy. Secondly set up a realistic criteria. Something substantial which will allow you to have a safe, secure and proper home (no broken families). Thirdly, a marriage is a partnership to bring up children. So find someone who is willing to be working as a team with you. Bringing up yourself is already a big job.

My personal confession
I married a bad boy. I have said I am not perfect you know. But respect me. He does not get any sacrifices from me. :) I love myself too much and I know what I deserve. Why did I not spot him. I have known all these information above years and years ago. I have been in that cycle and knew I was on my way out. I think I lacked the patience although I knew he was a bad one. My biological clock was ticking. I went into this marriage with my two eyes wide open. I knew I would not try to fix him or even wish him to change. I do not worry about being pursued by him or not. I can stand on my own. I can get myself excited anytime. :) I am no victim. All that I have done I vowed never to regret. This is life, I will survive it.

However I can not deny the presence of The Pain yet I knew I would be strong enough to handle it. My Kiddo and My Baby are worth the gamble. My life is perfect. :) MOH you can stay stupid and be a bad boy all your life. I am good. I have the will to turn my back on you. Choice is yours to fix yourself. A good life with me lies in front of you. God is always merciful and will always be there to help you change if you just choose to.

To all ladies and teenage girls. Self maintenance and self reliance are the mainstays of a strong character. Be strong. We are women after all.

Happy Labour Day!

I am a labourer. I laboured everyday since I returned from my studies. Recently I labour over exam papers. Woo hoo.. So I took a break today! I deserve a holiday.

I hope everyone else enjoyed their labour day as much as I did. My other half and I went for an early breakfast at my favourite Tj aru Kon Lau Mee. I do not know why I keep on going back there when I know I will only get to sit after shooing people off their table before they are ready and that I only get served an hour after I have ordered. I order at the counter not when I am sat down. Hmmm but I love the texture of their noodles and they way they mix this particularly yummy breakfast.

Then we went to pick up our kiddo, (yes we decided to leave him home so we can focus on enjoying our food) to visit his cousin at my parent's place. Seeing the two children play brought joy to my heart. :) What I mean by playing is fighting over toys. My sister's little girl is a very tiny dictator who I will christen as Lady Dictator. She would not let My Kiddo touch any of her toys. Would show off to get My Kiddo's attention only to get him upset by shoving him off the toys. They would end up wrestling each other. Sigh... Children. How fast do they grow up and start being those screaming teenagers we often see and cringe at. Hmmm... I do not claim mine would be any better or perfect. In fact he might be a terror to me for the rest of my life. So I will treasure these days. :) Hoping that he will grow up to be a lovable teen.

By half past ten, I was quick to tell my other half that we need to leave for the cinema. Early? not too early. The Iron Man started at 11.50 am. Ferrying My Kiddo back to my in laws was a must to again get to enjoy the next activity. I am crazy about Robert Downey Jr. There I said it. I have always been secretly loving his bad habits and bad attitude since I saw him in Ally McBeal. I hate the fact that I love bad boys. It teases the shit out of me. Hah... explains most of my pain nowadays, which I have fixit for. Anyhoo I am at peace with myself and I understand my weakness. Getting back to the movie. I of course loved it. It is perfect. I never really followed Iron Man until MOH introduced it to me last year in the cartoon version. I am more of an X-men and Spiderman fan. I never heard of Iron Man until my MOH. But the story line really rocks my world. I am a gadget nut. I loved inspector gadget and now with Iron Man I go gaga.

After the wonderful movie, MOH and I picked up our Kiddo and went for a picnic with his cousin and you know the day is just perfect.

Can't expect nerds to be funny!

Okay I admit I am a closet nerd. Geek. Whichever you wish to label me. I am boring because I found this page from tce dec 2007/jan 2008. It got forwarded in my email. I do not. I repeat do not ever read forwards but I did not know why I read this one and rolled about on the floor laughing. How sad.
It reminded me of all the days that I spent in the lab. My lab did in fact flood. Due to a rather mysterious unknown dark man who looks a bit like George Clooney but a character to actually booth out the door the instant you see him. Okay he was not all that bad but he definitely pissed off a lot of people.

About my literature review, it is true that it is always crap the first time it is done and it had to be redone. If you find anyone saying that they never had to redo theirs. They are either lying or they have not really grasp an understanding of what research they doing yet.

I did realize early on that what I was doing was NEVER done before and I felt totally alone. Actually I lie. The process equipment had been researched before. About 5 times. However in my own defense it my research was approaching from a very very different angle indeed. It did produce another 4 research grants (a little clap for myself). They LOVE me in my old uni. My nick name was Trouble.

The budget is a normal problem all researchers have. Not having any would make you eternally depressed because no work can be done without money. In spite of that your non existent supervisor (I had three, one was always busy, one was always in the pub and one, bless her, was my saviour) will always say that the best things were found on no financial support at all. Duh beats me where they get their information from.

Yes you end up being a coffee drinker and a computer is an attachment to the ends of your fingers. Yes your method always never worked. One of my supervisor had all four of her experimental method fail on her. Actually you would think this makes a PhD fail but she passed it with the highest qualification (NO CORRECTIONS!) Believe me I think she is a Chem Eng Saint, yet she had a pharmaceutical first degree. RESPECT TO ALL PHARMACIST.

Hmm that brings me to an interesting experience with this one supervisor who I call Dr. Saint. I did not like her one bit when I first saw her. In fact I despised her for being snotty and looking at me down her nose. We were the same age. Then one (what I thought was) unfortunate day. My main supervisor told me that he was getting Dr Saint to be my third and last supervisor. Aiyooooo.. I did not like the person. However I persevered and told myself to be professional. I did manage to irk her initially but I found that by being diplomatic and just plain nice to her. I got on her good side. Now I bless the day that she became my supervisor, she is so brilliant.

There are a lot of things I learned from my PhD. Not only from the academic side but actually on how to deal with people and how to improve my self management habits. Emotionally young before I started but it made me grow tremendously. I fell in love with the people I worked with. I will never forget all the people of Brumland Chem Eng Dept of 2001-2007. They remain still close to my heart and my thoughts.

I am like a bird - Eagle.. woo hoo..

Your Power Bird is an Eagle
You are spiritual and able to soar to great heights.
You are a true inspiration, and many people look to you for guidance.
And you are quite demanding in relationships... but you're worth it.
People know that you will become even greater than you imagine.

The Keys to Your Life - Shite! truth reverberates.

The Keys to Your Life
Anything good in your life comes from you having the strength to make good decisions.

You know how to assess a situation before you leap into action.

Anything bad in your life comes from fooling yourself or clinging to illusions.

Be strong enough to see the world clearly. Learn from your mistakes.

My Shoe Type - Oh I am common... :)

You Are Sneakers
You are creative, funky, and forward thinking.
You are cool, but you are still approachable.

You are stylish and edgy, but you aren't a slave to fashion.
You tend to put your own spin on trends.

You tend to have a fast paced, busy lifestyle.
Not a lot of people can keep up with you!

You should live: Near nature

You should work: In a job that keeps you on the go

The Sesame Street Personality Quiz - Who would have guessed

You Are Bert
Extremely serious and a little eccentric, people find you lovable - even if you don't love them!

You are usually feeling: Logical - you rarely let your emotions rule you

You are famous for: Being smart, a total neat freak, and maybe just a little evil

How you live your life: With passion, even if your odd passions (like bottle caps and pigeons) are baffling to others