Phenomenal Woman

Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

~ Maya Angelou

:::

I like.

Never settle for less

An Argument

I've oft been told by learned friars,
That wishing and the crime are one,
And Heaven punishes desires
As much as if the deed were done.

If wishing damns us, you and I
Are damned to all our heart's content;
Come, then, at least we may enjoy
Some pleasure for our punishment!

~ Thomas Moore

******

Yesterday marked yours truly's parents anniversary and they went to Bangkok for their celebration, returning yesterday. Guess who's been "asked" to drive to pick them up at the airport? *deadpan*

Nothing else very much significant, other than the new Toyota WISH 7 seater MPV that yours truly's dad bought for mom. *whistles*

As a testimony of yours truly's parents as a splendid couple, they went and purchased the same *sports bag of the same design of the same brand at different department stores separately for yours truly. Holy. Either yours truly is really really specific in taste or they are one compatible couple. And since your evilness is well aware that I am not remotely easy to predict in terms of taste, as all yours truly's clique will testify, especially since they have an headache trying to buy moi's bday presents every year (and resorting to CASH this year), yours truly assumed that it's the latter.

Should I be envious? Is it too much to ask for if yours truly won't settle for anything less than what my parents had?

But won't you want the same?

Why would anyone settle for anything less?

Oh wait.

Lotsa couples do.

Settle for less, I mean.

Is companionship really worth so much, enough to settle for less? I think not.

But then again, yours truly is comfortable in my own skin and happy. So maybe I have no grounds to judge. But then again, its not tat yours truly is against the idea of finding someone special, its just that I refuse to settle for anything less. So that actually should qualify moi to judge more than it disqualifies me?

Are you lost? Shrug. Not that yours truly care. After all, you must be truly bored to even read this. Besides, who are you to demand rationality from moi?

In gist, my worldview says one should wish for more while tempered by reality, but never never settle for less, reality nonewithstanding. Its a fine line of distinction but there is a line.

If only there were more people who believes and behaves like that.

Alas.

Sheer

Kingdomality Test

The Kingdomality Test:

"Many years ago there was a period of time that is often casually called "Medieval." It was a time, so the story tellers tell us, of tiny kingdoms, brave knights and ferocious dragons.

Transportation and travel were both crude and difficult, usually necessitating that each kingdom be as self sufficient and self reliant as possible. So it was very important that within each kingdom all the major crafts and professions of the day were ably represented to insure the survival of the kingdom. In the English language we still see remnants of some occupations in the familiar surnames such as Carpenter, Miller and Baker.

Interestingly enough, beyond the specific title the vocation also took on its own greater personality. This personality preference can also give a broader understanding of the basic complementary style and types necessary to the kingdom's survival, or perhaps any organization's success. Although the specific vocation influenced the name, it was no accident that certain personality types and styles gravitated to certain occupations. The personality of these jobs suited the inclinations of the job holders, and the predecessor to modern day job descriptions was born. The successful matching of a job-holder's personality to the personality and unique requirements of the job was necessary to the kingdom's survival, or perhaps any organization's success. The successful kingdoms more than likely were able to blend the differences into a powerful and formidable entity. With today's diverse workforce, the corporate kingdom that acknowledges and nurtures these personality preferences could become an organization as successful as the Camelot of old.

Even though we now appear to have the freedom to explore many different career alternatives, we still have a medieval vocational personality within each of us. This personality, properly identified and understood, can motivate our success but, if ignored, may set the stage for our ultimate failure. Since times appeared to be simpler then, let us return to the kingdoms of medieval Europe and see what we would have done then, regardless of what our names are now."

Yours Truly...

"Your distinct personality, The Prime Minister might be found in most of the thriving kingdoms of the time. You are a strategist who pursues the most efficient and logical path toward the realization of the goal that you perceive or visualize. You will often only associate with those people who can assist you in the implementation of your plan. Inept assistants may be immediately discarded as excess baggage. To do otherwise could be seen as inefficient and illogical. On the positive side, you can be rationally idealistic and analytically ideological. You can be a bold decision maker and risk taker who can move society ahead by years instead of minutes. On the negative side, you may be unmerciful, impatient, impetuous and impulsive. Interestingly, your preference is just as applicable in today's corporate kingdoms."

Try the test

Sheer

Snapshots

For *Starry

Acquaintance, n.: A person whom we know well enough to borrow from, but not well enough to lend to.
- Ambrose Bierce, "The Devil's Dictionary"

Splendid party, but really, yours truly have to point out that 2 girls with 6 boxes of stuff including alcohol to carry to Sentosa & down stairs is beyond ridiculous.

You really need more acquaintances, specifically, male students, not to borrow from, but to impose on.

Alas, yours truly happens to be more than your mere acquaintance. *deadpan*

:::

For *doormat

Whenever you're called on to make up your mind, and you're hampered by not having any, the best way to solve the dilemma, you'll find, is simply by spinning a penny. No - not so that chance shall decide the affair while you're passively standing there moping; but the moment the penny is up in the air, you suddenly know what you're hoping.
~ Piet Hein, poet and scientist (1905-1996)

Only if you are really really desperate. *laconically*

:::

Most modern calendars mar the sweet simplicity of our lives by reminding us that each day that passes is the anniversary of some perfectly uninteresting event.
~ Oscar Wilde

Tomorrow marks another perfectly uninteresting event - yours truly's first day at work.

But hey, it's my blog, so I'm entitled to mar it by marking such an uninteresting fact. *arched my brows*

Won't you agree?

Like I care.

grin.

Sheer

Moody

moody

sheer

Don't take for granted

Taking for Granted

Should I reflect?
Is it my fault?
Am I doing too much?
So much
So naturally
That you no longer notice
That you take me for granted

Perhaps I should reflect
Perhaps it is my fault
Perhaps I am doing too much
So much
So naturally
That you just accept as your right
That you forget that it is not so

I think I know
It is my fault
I am doing too much
So much of what I do
So very naturally
Is just being taken
For granted

You take me for granted
Am I being too nice
Am I being too amendable
Just because I am capable
Does not mean
You can take me for granted

Remember that
Just because I do
Everything
So much
So naturally
It is not your right to expect
It is not your right to take for granted

I owe you nothing
Just because I can
Just because I am capable
Just because I am me
It does not mean
You can take me for granted

You have no right
To take me for granted

Bear in mind
That I do what I do because
I can
Because I want to

Yes I can
Yes I am able to

But

Bear in mind
That I can

Stop

If I want to

And I will

If you carry on
To take me for granted

Because

Really

You have no right

To take me for granted.

~ Kel. 2 October 2006