“You’re cray cray, girl!”

The naysayers and “negative nancies” in my life often say something similar to me.

Why would you train so often?

You’re too old already lah you…

Why are you doing so many activities?

Why are you racing, you don’t even like running?

Why are you planning such crazy things?

and so on.

So what do you say to such things?

Because I can.

Because I do not subscribe to the misconception that curvaceous means that you are unfit or can’t achieve anything in sports or anything else for that matter. It takes all body shapes and personalities to do whatever you want to. It’s a mindset.

Because I try to step out of that all too easy comfort zone once in a while.

Because I plan to age disgracefully and live life as healthily and kick ass as long as I can.

Because I can show my kids that perseverance and dogged determination can help you in the long term. It is the journey that counts, that you know that hard work, “grit-your-teeth” ‘tude and a positive mindset can set you in good stead. And you can do this with a cheerful grin and without losing your humanity at the same time.

Because self-confidence and self-esteem comes from within, from overcoming challenges, big or small.

Because having your #skuadsokong/#kampungnetwork cheer you on, kick your butt when you need it, and “suffer” alongside you is something that you should have, and always be grateful for.

Because the hardest battle, the toughest competition is with yourself, no one else. Dragging those aching feet over the finish line, finishing that last set when your legs and arms wobble, finger tips touching the wall at the last breath, that exercise lasting 5 secs longer than the week before… That comes from you, and all the steps that came beforehand to get you there. It doesn’t matter if you come in last, first, or somewhere in between, you have your battles to fight and defeat. You cross the finish line, figuratively (and literally too!).

And finally…

Because the naysayers can go fuck themselves, pardon my Klatchian.

This is MY journey, for life, baby!

Fortis Fortuna Adiuvat.

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What is the world coming to..

Edited this poem. The boys have been given a copy (of the old one). Seeing the news each day, makes me wonder why I still love my country, why I still think of it as home. I read this again to remind myself. After all, the boys will learn from our examples, they feel Malaysian because they are, they learn respect for others, because we try and do the same, they learn to understand other cultures/religions because we make the effort to do so. If only more parents/teachers/powers that be did that too. 

My apologies for this rather emo post. Deadlines & headlines are getting to me. 

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I want to teach you..

Dedicated to my sons.

 

I want to teach you that education is not just about being in a classroom and learning can be done in so many ways.

 

I want to teach you that there’s beauty and joy to be found in the things around us, even if you can’t find it the first time around.

 

I want to teach you that there’s more to our beautiful country ready to be explored.

 

I want to teach you that being compassionate, kind, respectful isn’t a weakness.

 

 

I want to teach you that being a real man means that you are a helpmate, not a lord and master.

 

I want to teach you that skin colour and religion do not make a person less worthy or better than others, only more interesting.

 

I want to teach you that no one can make you feel less than you are, unless you let them.

 

I want to teach you that balance in the way you live is a good level to reach.

 

I want to teach you that you can stand up for what you believe in, especially for those who have no voice, but pick your battles and always maintain your calm.

 

I want to teach you that our heritage may be from all over, celebrate it but who we are, is Malaysian and never let anyone tell you any different.

 

I want to teach you that it’s ok to be different, to dream, to believe, but never lose sight of your humanity.

 

I want to teach you to tidy your rooms without being told, but I’m not holding my breath on this one.

 

I want to teach you that love comes in all forms, and isn’t perfect, but can be a great source of comfort and inspiration.

 

 

I want to teach you to continue your love of life, the curiosity in how things work or to pursue learning, whatever the method.

 

I want the best for you, to give you a future, whatever you choose to do.

 

Always believe that no matter how old you are, you can make a difference and to change things for the better, no matter how small a step you take.

 

I want to teach you all these things and so much more so you can grow up to be good people and I will continue to feel the pride and joy I feel when I see you being you.

 

Angelia Ong

29 Sept 2011.

 

Live life with sassitude. Maintaining that while facing the hard stuff. Can you?

How do you like our new background? 🙂 much nicer than the original glass/drink thing!! 🙂

Shallowness aside, what is the hardest thing I’ve ever done? It should be a list of things, to be honest.

1. Parenting 3 lively monkeys (I mean sons).
2. Trying to be a creative entrepreneur while running a household, unschooling those same monkeys (and giving them more educational options), family, marriage, maintaining creative outlets).
3. Dealing with accounting, taxes, money (or lack thereof).
4. Finding that balance in life, to have things that you do when the kids have moved out, to still be ME.
5. Seeing potential and it’s going to waste (major pet peeve) for whatever reasons, and I have to tell myself to step back and let things be.
6. trying to maintain a garden. 😀 (Yes, I seem to kill plants with ease, I gladly have outsourced garden maintenance to j2!)

When folks say to you “wah, you’re a housewife ah? Must be so free!” or those who call up (and know you work from home) and say “eh? you working ah? but you’re at home” or those who think being your own boss means that you don’t have to work so hard or it’s the easy life all the way or I am a mother/wife only, obviously can’t be a creative entrepreneur or you’re neglecting your kids due to trying to juggle all the many hats I wear..

it has been tempting to say many unprintable things.. Generally I stick to rolling my eyes (inside of course, depending on who I’m talking to) or nodding politely or just smile and change the subject.

I like to tell my boys that you can be many things, like Mama is, it is just many facets to what makes you, you. I can be Mama, wife, entrepreneur, writer, Boss Lady, domestic engineer (with varying results haha). I think everyone is multifaceted (politicians are another story, but let’s not go there 😉 ). It’s what makes people interesting, confusing, different and yet the same.

I don’t blog often, more to post on what the boys are doing (darn you social media instant posts!). Maybe I should write for myself more. Being Boss Lady, Manager, working for clients, thinking up world domination plans (haha), banging the gong for things, being a cheerleader for those you support, being Mama/daughter/wife, is awesome and the craziest roller coaster ride yes, but I need to write/create for me too. I don’t have anyone to draw what scripts I have on the back burner (no, I don’t draw, I even fail at stick men, it’s a hard life living in a houseful of artists & budding artists LOL) but poetry, writing blog posts, maybe that will do for now.

Does this mean that I would want to do that whole “eat pray love” journey thing to “find myself” whilst leaving everyone behind? No. so not my thing. Ok admittedly I’d happily do the eating part 😀 That’s where the Cuddly comes in 😉 But I know who I am, before or after coffee. For better or for worse.

I still believe that you need to live life with sassitude. My favourite saying since I was 12, was Fortune Aids the Brave. I still believe in that, no matter how dark the days, how empty the bank accounts look, how much you worry. There is always a silver lining, even if you need a microscope to see it some days.

I hope that my sons will pick up this thinking as I did from my dad. He always told me that there’s always blessings to be found, and things never are as bad as they seem. As I wrote once, “there is always hope.” 🙂 Partly this retrospective blogpost is because it was a very rough day today and it is my dad’s birthday this weekend, and I hope my boys continue to learn from him (and their dad!) as awesome examples of a good man.

Happy birthday Papa for this weekend. May you live many many years more, healthy, happy and with us!

A poem I wrote for my dad on his 65th birthday way back when:

Our Father

He stands Tall
Not only in height but in integrity
He is loyal, firm yet kind
He is our father.

Smart, handsome
With a calming influence
He taught us the value of filial piety
He taught us how to feel proud of our country and family
He is our father.

He has been a wonderful father
grandfather and father-in-law
Teaching us the worthwhile values and ethics
Much needed in Life.
He gave us the quiet strength he needed to overcome
The many obstacles in life
He is our father.

Although life may have thrown many a trial and tribulation
Towards him
He has shown us the true spirit of a good and honest man
We can easily say with pride and loving hearts
“He is our father!”

Angelia Ong.
On occasion of Dad’s 65th Birthday.
March 29th 2000

We love you Grandpa 🙂

CF

Brief rant ahead

I am Malaysian. My kids are Malaysian. Who I vote for, whatever I choose doesn’t make me any less Malaysian. If I choose to ask questions & criticise, it’s cos I want what’s best for my country. It doesn’t mean that we question/change govt every so often, that there will be no peace/stability/econ development. It means those in govt who are ostensibly public servants are kept on their toes and in check, as you can be voted out if you do not perform as you should. It is NOT something to inherit or be permanently only for one party. I don’t care if you are from which side of the divide, if you implement policies or say/do very silly things, I will criticise. Deal with it. It doesnt make me any less Malaysian. My country is not 1Malaysia or BN. It is Malaysia. Habis cerita. /rantover

A new favourite poem (by Rudy Francisco)

Watch it accompanied by: Keone Madrids amazing dancing 🙂

“I’m a Superman, thanks to Lois Lane”- Rudy Fransciso

Superman… The Man of steel, Big Blue, The last son of Krypton
He is faster than a speeding bullet
Stronger than a locomotive
He has Lasers for eyes
X ray vision
and can fly without even flapping his arms
But his most notable power… was Lois Lane
The love of an amazing woman is a phone booth
That can turn a man from a spineless news reporter into a symbol of justice
Into the reason why its safe to walk outside while the sun is sleeping
I’ll be honest, I don’t have a cape… or a costume
I wasn’t born on Krypton and its been a really long time since I’ve been in a fight
But I will fight gravity for you
When you’re upset and don’t feel like talking I will use my x-ray vision to look inside of you and find out what’s wrong
If you need me to I’ll use my superhuman strength and put your entire world on my shoulders
If you let me I will do my best to be superman for you….
Because you deserve it.

2013 for the Cuddly Family/2012 synopsis

2012 has been an interesting year, for kids and ourselves. the Malaysian Games & Comics con went off better than I hope, for which I am glad, we are looking to organize another in 2014 🙂 We had our 1st sketchbook for STGCC & our own Comics are Cool! event. Educational experiences all 😉

We have had a lot of field trips, to White Brick Oven (artisanal bakers), introduction to aerospace programmes, more visits to Rhythm & Hues, getting to know more from the homeschooling/unschooling communities. Gamemaker classes, different things. Where are we going from here? I don’t know. We shall see. All I know is that the present system isn’t the best option right now for my boys, but where we can go from here, remains under discussion as it were.

I think 2013 will be a catalyst year, a trial by fire for our future projects & plans, good and bad perhaps, but something that needs to be done. I wanted to blog a lot of emotional thoughts, a lot of rantings, a lot more, but I decided to post a bit every other day instead. I wouldn’t call it a New YEar’s resolution plan or anything, just something that I should do 🙂

Having said that, May 2013 be an awesome year for everyone!! 🙂

Cuddly Mama

2012 for the Cuddly Family..

Yes I haven’t been blogging. Too much social media, so I got lazy.

Just to catch up. K is now in standard 1. the Js are in Standard 4. Finally all are in the same location. It sure saves on petrol LOL

D and I are now full time on the business and working from home. Its definitely a roller coaster ride, especially financially. It still feels like the right thing, although some days its harder to find that reason. 🙂 Its also been a learning experience, not only managing our time, business and relationships with each other, kids and those around us.


Projects for 2012 (personal) (in no particular order)
:

Decluttering the upstairs (its going to take some time haha).

Learn to do more things on our own (together) from cleaning (bleurgh), to ironing to gardening, to food/cooking. Need to reduce our dependency (or mine hehe) on a regular cleaner, save for major spring cleaning. This can be part of a learning experience too 🙂

Improve budget.

Allow the Js to cook under supervision. (eep!)

Exercise to be a part of daily routine.

Teach boys how to cycle without training wheels. (yes, we are late)

Begin Js lessons on managing money.

Help K learn to work though his emotions and control his temper.

Work on our daily routine, especially education-wise and look for alternatives to the govt school system (dont get me started there lol)

Learn to say no to more projects, committees etc

Join a public library.

Join Pusat Sains Negara.

Be more green, use less plastic bags for our frozen food storage and so on. Sort out our rubbish. Recyle/Re-use/refurbish more

These are the projects based on present circumstances. Some will be easier than others, but need to be done nonetheless. There will be days I will falter, for sure, but I think it’s manageable, together 🙂 The hardest is the improving our budget I think. Gotta keep the faith!

I havent included blogging more. 🙂 although I should 😉

Happy new year everyone! May 2012 be a good, healthy year for us all 🙂

CF.

I wrote this for my sons today..

been a while since I wrote poetry.

I want to teach you..
Dedicated to my sons.

I want to teach you that education is not just about being in a classroom and learning can be done in so many ways.

I want to teach you that there’s beauty and joy to be found in the things around us, even if you can’t find it the first time around.

I want to teach you that there’s more to our beautiful country ready to be explored.

I want to teach you that being compassionate, kind, respectful isn’t a weakness.

I want to teach you that being a real man means that you are a helpmate, not a lord and master.

I want to teach you that skin colour and religion do not make a person lesser or better, only more interesting.

I want to teach you that no one can make you feel less than you are, unless you let them.

I want to teach you that balance in the way you live is a good level to reach.

I want to teach you that you can stand up for what you believe in, especially for those who have no voice, but pick your battles and always maintain your calm.

I want to teach you that our heritage may be from all over, celebrate it but who we are, is Malaysian and never let anyone tell you any different.

I want to teach you that it’s ok to be different, to dream, to believe, but never lose sight of your humanity.

I want to teach you to tidy your rooms without being told, but I’m not holding my breath on this one.

I want to teach you that love comes in all forms, and isn’t perfect, but can be a great source of comfort and inspiration.

I want to teach you to continue your love of life, the curiosity in how things work or to pursue learning, whatever the method.

I want the best for you, to give you a future, whatever you choose to do.

Always believe that no matter how old you are, you can make a difference and to change things for the better, no matter how small a step you take.

I want to teach you all these things and so much more so you can grow up to be good people and I will continue to feel the pride and joy I feel when I see you being you.

Angelia Ong
29 Sept 2011.

a Poem I wrote in 1999.

Stumbled on this again. I think it was a timely “stumble” 🙂

may you find that inspiration to pursue your dreams too.

You Will find the Strength

Although times may seem dark and dreary

You will find the strength to go on within yourself.

When life seems on a downward path

When tears seem to fall on a regular basis,

When it seems as if you are alone,

You will find the strength within your self.

When the day seems an uphill battle

When the wrongs seems to be more than the rights

When everyone seems to be against you

You will find the strength within yourself.

When the day seems long and hard

When worries seem to pile up

When fights erupt around you and the world seems uncaring

You will find the strength within yourself.

Strength lies deep within yourself

Pools of resolve which you can draw on

No matter what pain, dramas and battles you will face over the years

You will find the strength to carry on

You don’t have to look far, just within yourself

You will find the strength within yourself.

Angelia Ong

13 Dec 1999

The poem from my birthday card.

one of my BFFs, the sister of my heart Min gave this to me on my birthday this year. She saw it a month ago and instantly thought it was just for me (Bless her:D)

For every dream in your heart,
I wish you greater inspiration

For every hope you seek,
I wish you unexpected miracles.

For every opportunity awaiting you,
I wish you an extra chance.

For every challenge you meet,
I wish you a piece of your destiny.

For every goal you reach,
I wish you greater confidence.

Your greatest aspiration is but the beginning of all that you have to offer.

So reach beyond yourself…
And let your heart carry you even higher.

May all your dreams come true.

(uncredited).