The dread of Long-haul flights and Jet lags...

It's almost 5am Malaysian time and I just had at best 5 hours sleep in the last 35 hours. Some on the plane and some back home. It was dinner time for me 2 hours ago in UK time, so my internal clock woke me up telling me that it's time for some food. My brother was actually kind enough to bring me to the famous nasi lemak stall near my house for some nasi lemak with samble sotong and fried chicken.

It was a looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong flight. And to top it off, it was a full flight with tonnes of babies and kids, just like a nursery. Just imagine trying to sleep when there's a least one child screaming on top of his/her lungs. Also, flying economy means trying very hard to get comfortable enough to sleep in that bloody bucket small seat. How I wish they let me stretch out and sleep on the wider area near the emergency exit door. I might just get in a blow-up bed ,some ear plugs, pop a Nytol and Bob's your uncle.

I actually saw a couple that I knew, actually they are more friends of SK. I was in no mood to go over and acknowledge them. Then I thought to myself, there's 2 of them and there's just one of me, if they decide to ignore me, why should I approach them first? So bugger them, I just decided to go along with my mood swing. The problem is, I actually feel bad about it now. Sigh, it's hard being me.

And the worst part is that have to be back on that plane to get back to the UK in 5 days time...boohooo...I am trying very hard not to think about it and enjoy this SHORT trip as best as I can.

I miss SK :(

Formula to Happiness

Nothing to do with the pic above, just like to decorate this space.

BBC is running this investigative series on the 'The Happiness Formula'. From the 15 mins watched, I gathered that they were trying to tell me that the key to UNhappiness is simply by wanting more all the time, by constantly keeping up with the Joneses and by setting an unachievable goals for ourselves...blah di blah da...all should just chill on the beach ...you know the drill...

Funny enough, I stumbled upon an article in the Daily Mail last Sunday that claimed that having poorer friends around is the key to happiness. It went along the line of something like if you own a new BMW doesn't mean a lot if your neighbours all have the same car, or even less if they have a Ferari or a Rolls.

Very Human. Although I know of many that could swear that they don't do or feel any of the above at all, I don't believe them. I think that wanting more is in our DNA. It's an inbuilt self-motivation mechanism. But knowing when you have ENOUGH is the key. When one doesn't recognise, let alone count them, the blessings he or she has and start enjoying them, then that person will be on a quest for the unachievable happiness.

This is what I love about this place. ABSOLUTELY every issue is up for discussion on a national level. Every debate is like a passing flash. For a moment in media history, both the television and newspaper would cover it extensively, then it's gone and onto the next issue...I suspect the next would be about who is who's love interest in the upcoming Big Brother .....haha...just when you thought we are deep...

Blossoms...